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Louam and Leon had been training together for months. They were both skilled warriors, and their training sessions were long and challenging. Despite the constant physical exertion, they both looked forward to their training sessions, as it was the only time they got to spend together. Leon being one of the only male students fit enough to match Louam's combat skills. Louam had always been drawn to Leon's strength and determination. She admired the way he pushed himself to his limits during their training, and how he never gave up, even when it seemed like there was no point. She found herself looking forward to their training sessions more and more, and she couldn't help but feel a flutter in her chest every time she saw him. She would jump at the mere sight of him and her eyes would go wide. Leon, on the other hand, had always been infatuated with Louam's beauty and grace. He was fascinated by the way she moved, how she was always light on her feet and quick to react. He found himself staring at her during their sessions, admiring her form and her strength. His eyes would always be glued to her whenever they made contact outside of the corridors. They walked into the training quarters, pining at the thought of each other.
The tension between them was becoming unbearable. Each time their skin would touch and they could feel the heat radiating off of each other. Normally the awkward and tense silences would be filled with quirky banter but today was different. Today they didn't just want each other, they craved each other. They had been at it for a while before Leon gathered the courage to make a suggestion. "How about no staffs? No weapons just brute strength you know?" He was nervous asking this but managed to pull together a sly grin at the words "brute strength" knowing that would trigger Louam and her severe competitiveness. Louam looked up through her eyebrows and unclenched her staff, letting it roll across the wooden floor. Leon tossed aside his and took off his gloves. He got something to prove? Louam thought to herself almost giggling at the way his expression went dark. It was weird to see him so driven but also so, so attractive. The two removed the outer layers of their training gear leaving them in basic attire. Louam dressed in a green long-sleeve shirt which she rolled up to her elbows and tight athletic black sweatpants. She tied her hair even higher than before to make sure her curls didn't fall into her face. She tried not to stare too hard at Leon’s figure, noticing how red his face had gotten when she undressed. Leon removed his outer shirt and shoes which left him in a navy blue t-shirt and black pants. To put it lightly, he was well built- a huge understatement. His ash blonde hair fell over his eyes, and Louam started to imagine running her fingers through it. She snapped back to reality when she heard Leon calling her name and putting his fists up.
Louam ran towards him swinging at his head but he quickly ducked and managed to counterattack. Leon threw a jab at Louam, but she was easily able to block it and threw a hook to his ribs. Leon grunted in pain and attempted to get back at her with a roundhouse kick which she dodged again by ducking under it. They circled each other, their bodies filled with anticipation. Suddenly, Louam lunged forward, throwing a punch at Leon's face. Leon quickly dodged and grabbed her arm, twisting it behind her back. Louam winced in pain but managed to break free from Leon's grasp. She kicked him in the stomach, causing him to stumble backward. The two continued to exchange blows, their breathing heavy and ragged. “You tired yet?” Leon asked, “Not. Even. Close.” Louam replied. They continued to spar, though their movements became less precise and sloppy. They found themselves backing into a corner of the room. Their feet were staggering backward and Louam’s eyes focused on Leon’s jaw clenching and unclenching. Leon’s vision became blurry as sweat dropped from his forehead into his eyelids. He wiped his eyes with his arm which made him vulnerable to an attack. Louam lunged at the opportunity and grabbed onto his arms, not loosening her grip. Leon tried to swipe her feet off the floor but she wouldn't budge.
The two wrestled and found themselves pulling closer and closer. At some point, Leon had transitioned from pulling her away to pulling her closer. His body towered over hers as he leaned in over her neck and whispered “Stop…wait”. His tone of voice had changed dramatically. Louam was used to seeing him stand proud but here he was, whining almost begging in her ear for them to cease training. She looked up and saw his eyebrows furrowed in frustration but his expression read as something else. Like he was enjoying such close contact with her. Louam removed one hand from his arms and placed it on his neck. For better support, she thought since she was close to collapsing. Leon felt her entire body weight shift as he grabbed her head to protect her from bumping against the wall. It was to Louam's surprise when she felt his lips crash against hers, the force was so strong their teeth clacked but neither tried to pull away. The kiss was deep and intense, but they didn't care how out of control they got- they were eager to touch one another. They slid down the wall together and found each other holding hands. Leon couldn't take his eyes off of her, his hands slid down the side of her waist as he took in the sight of her. He gulped and positioned himself so he could see her better. “...Louam.” Leon said in a deep, breathy voice. Louam wasted no time grabbing his hair and kissing his lips soft but passionately, only pulling away to catch her breath every few seconds. His lips traveled down the side of her jaw sucking gently as he made his way back to her earlobe. Both Louam and Leon enjoyed the sensation. The feeling was dizzying- they couldn't tell whether it was from the heat of the morning or their hearts pumping against their chests. Leon bit her ear which caused Louam to yelp before he licked and soothed her skin. She was squirming now, desperate for more of his touch.
Leon picked her up bridal style and carried her over to the sparring mattress, both smiling. She wanted to feel the weight of his body against hers, she tugged his waist so that he eventually followed her lead. He helped slide her tank top off and went back to kissing and left beauty marks all over her upper body. “You're so beautiful” Leon remarked as he caressed her stomach. She tugged the collar of his shirt hinting that she wanted his shirt off. He took it off revealing his large muscles and broad chest. She traced her fingers around his body, exploring every inch. He started to hover over her lower stomach, "lift your hips for me" he asked. Louam rose and let him pull down both her sweatpants and her panties at the same time, throwing them in the corner out of sight. He planted a kiss on her inner thigh and traveled up between her hips. Her legs shivered as she felt his tongue glide between her folds. He moves up and down in a pattern, earning a few startled moans from Louam's mouth. "Mmmnfgh...fuck...yeah just like that" Louam pushed Leon's hair out of his face and looked deep into his eyes. She tossed her head back in pleasure and got more vocal. Leon gripped onto her waist and thighs to keep her grounded as she started bucking her hips into his face. Leon hummed as he felt her warmth rock back and forth on his face, tasting her. "You're so-" Louam starts before Leon took his fingers and started rubbing slowly on her clit. Louam gasps at his touch and exhales steadily. He's moving slowly, teasing her. “Unghh…Leon” Louam mutters. He looks up and crawls up toward her face, stroking his hand between her legs. “You like that?” Leon asks in a hushed tone. Louam focused on his face, his lips were soaked as well as his nose. His eyes were icy blue and intense, she practically melted every time he made eye contact with her. “Yes…please don't stop” Louam murmured, she couldn't believe what was happening. She had dreamt of this, feeling his body against hers. It was way better than she had ever imagined. Leon smirked and quickened his pace, making Louam whine uncontrollably. She put her hand over her mouth in an attempt to silence herself in case anyone nearby heard. She was sure Riley and Shiv weren't patrolling near the corridors today but it still worried her. Leon grabbed her hand and placed it on his body. Her moans were like music to his ears, sending shivers down his spine.
“They could hear-” Louam says before she's cut off.
“I don't care…all I want to hear is you…all I want is you” Leon muttered while planting kisses on her chest.
Louam’s heart soared. Feeling his hot breath on her sensitive areas. Those words were all she had ever wanted to hear. A sense of relief filled her, knowing that he had wanted her just as much as she wanted him.
Louam grips both his biceps and feels his protruding veins and the flex of muscle beneath his skin. She can't help the sound that escapes when he bites her thigh again. He starts sucking, the wet sounds overwhelm her body and she feels knots binding in her stomach. The dull throb in between her legs and his tongue against her skin is all she can think about. “It feels so…good” Louam manages to get out before her breath hitches once again. Louam sits up and stops Leon from furthering and helps him slide down his pants and boxers. Leon rubbed himself against Louam’s sex making her whine, he was being excruciatingly slow, and cruel “Please just… I need it- you”. Leon looked up, surprised at the urgency in her voice. He entered her gently giving her time to adjust. He held her face and rubbed his thumb on her cheek asking “Is that okay?” to which she nodded “Mhm- yes”. The sensation spread like a wildfire throughout her body, it was heaven. His pace is steady at first, gradually getting faster. Louam grips his lower back, leaving faint scratches causing him to flinch and let out a slight whine, "mmmhh~Louam...you feel...so good". Louam buried her head into his neck. Leon thrust into her and moaned into her ear “Don’t take your eyes off me…look at me”. He used his free hand to turn her face towards him, caressing her jaw. He brushed her curls off her forehead and kissed it. He quickens his pace as Louam wraps her legs around his waist, gripping his lower back. They lock eyes, admiring each other's beauty. Leon scans Louam’s face marveling at her looks. He notices her birthmark across her cheek, pecks it, and says “God you're so gorgeous”. Louam blushes at his compliment, before grazing through his bangs with her fingers “Likewise…”.
Leon's hips began to stutter and falter after every push. His voice became more hoarse and frantic. “o-oh, mmfgh- shit" Leon hissed out, in pure ecstasy. Louam took notice of him and veered to switch positions. Leon groaned at the way she stopped moving with his body, looking up as if to ask what was that for? A look of confusion and disappointment crossed his face. He wasn't always so lenient and seemed to always be more stern or demanding. But when it came to Louam he was willing to do anything- obey everything. Leon caught on and moved over and sat upright against the wall, giving Louam space to sit on his lap. She straddled him, using his shoulder to keep her balance. She rode his lap, pulling him into a crushing hug and pushing her breasts against his chest. She went faster and harder, not sparing him any mercy. This elicits some more pretty sounds from Leon's throat. This is payback for earlier Louam thought to herself, edging him closer and closer to their orgasms. "I need it, so, so bad…please…im so close” Leon keened as his body ached for a sweet release. “Kiss me~” Leon said in a raspy voice. He went in for an open-mouthed kiss, his tongue rolling around her lips and mouth, leaving a string of saliva trailing down their chins. “Oh fuck…mmmm shit” His voice was strained now as he felt his body climaxing. Her nails dug into his back as she started chanting his name. "Leon-ah, mmh- I'm- Leon!" Louam couldn't think straight, she could only let out exhausted cries. Louam arches into him like a cat, lost in ascending euphoria. Without warning Leon jerks her forward, a sharp electrifying feeling of satisfaction and pleasure shoots through her, and he lets out a loud, depleted wail.
They pant loudly, riding out their orgasms and holding each other close. Leon helps roll Louam over, both completely exhausted, still experiencing post-coital bliss. Leon looks over to Louam and nudges her closer, placing her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around Louam, holding her tightly. She leaned more into his warm embrace, feeling his strong arms envelop her, providing a sense of security and intimacy. She listened to the heartbeat pounding in his chest, how it beat at the same pace as hers. Leon kissed the tip of her nose and traced letters in the palm of her hand. Louam smiled and glanced at their hands “What are you doing?” Leon replied, “I'm writing you a message…but I don't have a pen on me sooo”. Louam chuckled and focused harder on the letters he was pressing against her hand. He laughed to himself after he realized how much she was concentrating on deciphering his words. He sighed and started repeating the same motion, tracing a heart into her hand. Louam squeezed his hand and mumbled, “I like you too”. The two shared a kiss and held on to each other.
A few minutes passed as Louam got up and tip-toed around gathering her clothes. Leon pulled up his trousers and followed behind her. “Clear, seems like Riley and Shiv blew off their shifts- again” Louam commented not at all surprised. “Well, aren't we lucky?” Leon replied as he went in for a final kiss smiling from ear to ear. Riley is going to freak once I tell her Louam thought to herself as she skipped off in the best of moods. Leon walked off turning around every few steps to check if she was still there, grinning to himself. Then the building blew up and they all died lmfao get wrecked.