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The idea gets in your head as you’re cooking. Leon slinks into the kitchen like always does when you cook and wraps his arms around you from behind. Your mind instantly went back to watching him train the previous week.
It wasn’t often that he let you into details about his work, let alone see him train. However, you’d begged him to let you tag along to some mandatory training he’d been assigned and had been grumbling about all week and he reluctantly agreed.
After watching him tackle and pin three people in a row to the ground, you’d been so horny you could have imploded there on the spot where you sat on the sidelines. Leon had then been asked to show some rookies how to sneak up and capture someone from behind. He’d rolled his eyes but did it, creeping up behind a poor rookie and grabbing them swiftly, shoving a hand over their mouth and pinning them to him, the rookie completely unable to move.
When you’d returned home with him after the training, you’d ridden him so hard you thought the bed frame was going to break.
“Damn, sweetheart. Maybe I should take you to training sessions more often.” he’d mumbled in your ear as you cuddled afterwards.
As you stood stirring your pan on the stove with his arms wrapped around you, you couldn’t help but think about how it would feel if he held you like he’d held that helpless rookie.
Leaning back into his touch, your mind drifted to thoughts of his hand clamped over your mouth as his other hand drifted further down, rubbing your clit quickly and making you squirm in his tight grip.
“What’s on that pretty little mind, hm?” he murmurs into your ear as you stir dinner absentmindedly.
“Oh, nothing.” you smile to yourself. “C’mon, this is probably ready to eat.”
He gives you a suspicious but amused look as you pull yourself away to get out plates but doesn’t press you further.
Later in the evening, when you’ve had dinner and you’re lounging around in your slightly too short nightdress, you decide to broach the topic. You’d planned it all, purposely wearing the nightdress for easy access and because he usually started feeling you up just at the sight of you wearing it.
And just like you expected, he was up behind you running his hands down your sides as you finished up brushing your teeth. He was still dressed in his jeans and compression shirt and you feel the rough fabric of the jeans press against you through the thin material you wore.
“I like when you wear this..” he murmured as he nibbled at your earlobe.
You giggle and press back against him, relishing in the way his hands roamed your body. Just the thought of what you had planned had you turned on.
“Why do you think I wear it so often?”
“Oh, you’re doing this to me on purpose?” he chuckled and kissed your neck.
“Could we try something new tonight?” you ask suddenly and his head snapped up to look into your eyes in the mirror, sparkling with interest.
“Yeah, baby? What did you have in mind?”
“It’s just some idea I had…”
“Tell me.” his eyes have darkened already.
“Let’s go into the bedroom first.” you smile and pull away from him. He lets out a sigh and trails behind you.
Stopping in front of the bed, you step into his arms and kiss him deeply. Leon instantly melts into the kiss, placing a hand on your waist and the other on the back of your head.
“Tell me what you have in mind, sweetheart. The suspense is killing me.” he whispers against your mouth and then starts to pepper kisses across your jaw and down your neck.
“So, remember your training session last week?”
“I remember afterwards.” he smiles against your neck. You huff out a small laugh.
“Kinda what I’m getting at. Watching you turned me on so much but it gave me an idea.”
“Oh yeah?” he stood back upright to look into your eyes.
“Could you pretend you’re capturing me?”
“What?” his brows furrow.
“Put your hand over my mouth and hold me tight like you did to that rookie.”
Confused, he does as you say. You instantly feel your cheeks start to heat up as he holds you like that. Your arms dangle helplessly at your sides.
“Are you into this?” he asks quietly.
You nod and squirm slightly.
“That’s…interesting.” he murmurs and tightens his grip on you. Without meaning to, you find yourself moaning and melting against him. His grip tightens even further and you feel his hips shuffle behind you.
He suddenly releases you, making you stumble slightly until his hands are on your shoulders to steady you.
“You really want this?” he asks, spinning you around. “i feel…slightly weird about it. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t hurt me, I trust you.” you smile at him. “But if you’re uncomfortable then we don’t have to do it at all.”
“What would you want next after I hold you like that?” he asks quietly after a moment of complentation.
“You could finger me…” you murmur. “And maybe…fuck me if the angle works? All while you hold me like that.”
He nods and you see his throat bob as he swallows, processing your words.
“If you’re sure,” he says eventually. You glance down and see he’s hard in his jeans. “Just tell me if I’m hurting you. Tap my arm. Or pinch it.”
You nod and smile up at him softly.
“I will.”
Leon nods again and slowly turns you back round. His hand clamps over your mouth again and his other arm is held tight across your torso, pinning your arms this time. Your breathing comes out slightly faster through your nose and you feel yourself getting wet already just from this.
He doesn’t say anything, just holds you like that for a moment before slowly grinding himself against your ass. You let out a muffled moan against his hand and you actually hear him swallow behind you.
His hand snakes down your body and finds you already sopping wet under your nightdress, sliding his fingers through your folds.
“Fuck.” he mutters and you feel him grind against you again, trying to seek some relief.
Leon’s fingers find your clit and begin to rub it in circles, making you squirm against him. As you unintentionally rub against his bulge, he hisses and grinds back again.
“So fucking wet already…” he whispers and presses sloppy kisses to your neck as he fingers you.
One hand stays clamped over your mouth while his body presses against you, his other arm strong and firm against you to hold you in place while he plays with your pussy. He’s so big compared to you, you feel crowded in. Leon manoeuvres a leg in front of one of your own, effectively trapping you in place. Just what you want.
With Leon’s arm pressed across your body, one arm is pinned in place. Using your free arm, you reach up and desperately grasp at the arm being used to cover your mouth. Your legs begin to tremble as he rubs more insistently at your clit.
“You’re gonna cum, aren’t you?” he asks and you nod, whimpering against his hand.
He rubs even faster and you cry out, legs turning to jelly. You’re only upright because he’s holding you so tightly.
“Cum for me, sweetheart.” he says, his hips grinding in slow circles against your ass.
You tense up in his arms and cum hard, moaning against his hand as you shudder against him. He draws out your orgasm as long as he can, slowly rubbing against your clit until you’re writhing in his arms from overstimulation.
“Good girl. Ready for my cock now?”
You moan against his hand and nod frantically.
Leon withdraws his hand and reaches between you to undo his jeans, his other hand still covering your mouth. He somehow gets his jeans unzipped and pushed down along with his boxers with only one hand and you let out a shaky exhale when you feel his leaking tip bump against your ass as he drags the fabric of your nightdress up.
“Let’s see if we can make this work for you, sweetheart.” he says, pressing forwards to bend you over just slightly as he aligns his cock with you from behind.
Slowly, his cock sinks into you and he groans and grabs your hip hard.
“You might need to get on your tiptoes but I think we can make this work, can’t we, darling?”
You let out a muffled moan and nod again. It feels so obscene, so filthy being bent over stood up in the middle of the room as he stretched you out on his cock with a hand clamped over your mouth.
“I’m probably not going to last long.” he says and begins to move.
The angle is amazing. You’re stretching all your muscles in a way that was sure to leave your legs aching tomorrow as he begins to fuck you steadily, his grip on your hip bruising as his cock slides in deep.
All that can be heard in the room is the slap of skin on skin and your combined noises of pleasure. Your noises are all muffled by Leon’s hand, each thrust punching another moan from your throat.
Your legs tremble hard and it’s only Leon’s strong grip keeping you from toppling over. As he pounds into you, his grip gets even harder, the hand on your hips borderline painful and his fingers digging into your cheek as he continues to cover your mouth.
“Fuck, I’m getting close already.” he huffs. “Wanna hear your noises as I cum, gorgeous.”
He releases his grip on your face suddenly and you cry out freely. His arm snakes around your body and holds you tightly as his pace quickens.
“Gonna fill you up.” he pants. “Gonna give my girl everything she wants.”
“Fuck, Leon!” you wail.
“That’s it, good girl.” he groans. “God, I’m gonna cum.”
A few more deep thrusts and he’s groaning into your shoulder as his hips stutter and his orgasm hits him. He pants your name as you feel yourself get filled by his load, some immediately beginning to seep out and dribble on to the floor and down your thighs.
The second he’s done, he’s pulling you on to the bed with him and wrapping you up in his arms, this time in a loving embrace.
“Thought my legs were gonna give out.” he murmurs against your neck.
You’re both a mess, sweaty, trembling and covered in cum. You nuzzle into him.
“Thanks for indulging in my weird fantasies.” you mumble sleepily.
“Not a problem, gorgeous. Although, maybe next time we should try some of my moves that involve pinning people to the ground rather than standing? Think I’m getting to old to be fucking you standing up.” he chuckles.
“As long as you’re pinning me in some way, then I’m up for it.”