RE4 || Leon + the Merchant.

part four.

He grabbed it, looking at it for a moment before pointing it at Leon. The muzzle of the gun rested on Leons forehead; he found it weirdly arousing, having the gun pointed at him like that. The merchant held the gun there for another moment before slowly dragging it down the mans face, until the muzzle was pressing against his lips. He squinted down at him expectantly, as if they were communicating with their eyes. The blonde slowly opened his mouth, feeling the gun slide in against his tongue. The Merchants face went red as he watched this happen, his mind racing with plenty of dirty thoughts. Leon's eyes widened slightly, as if a lightbulb had suddenly lit up above him like a cartoon character. He grabbed the barrel of the gun, holding it in place as he began bobbing his head back and forth, reenacting.. yk. He looked up at the Merchant, feeling the muzzle hitting the back of his throat. His eyes fluttered, rolling back at the feeling. The Merchant watched silently, imagining what it'd be like if the gun was him. "Fuck" The merchant cursed quietly. He thought for a moment, before placing one finger on the trigger. "Keep going," He whispered. Leon removed the gun from his mouth, licking down the barrel before taking it all in again. The Merchant working with his free hand, pulling his own pants and underwear down as the tension became too much for him to handle. He took his own fork into hand, stroking gently while he watched the show. Leon sucked and sucked on the barrel of the gun, the tip of his tongue slipping into the muzzle only to wrap around the bottom of it.
Leon had another idea; removing the gun from his mouth, catching the Merchants attention. He took the gun from him, setting it aside and grabbing the hand that had just been holding it.
He took two of the mans fingers, slipping them into his mouth. He began the same routine, sucking on and licking the mans fingers. The Merchant pushed his fingers roughly into the mans mouth, "shit" He cursed again, listening as he choked on his fingers. He snatched his hand back from Leon, removing his other from his junk before snatching Leon up. He pulled him from the table, spinning him around to face the other way. Leon squeaked at the sudden swift motion from the other, catching himself and propping himself up; now facing away from his buddy. The Merchant began removing Leons boxers, allowing them to drop to the floor. He spit into the hand that the blonde had just been sucking on, using it to slip his dick.
The faceless man pushed his tip up to the others entrance, waiting for the 'okay' signal. Leon turned his head, enough to look behind him. He thought for a minute, before nodding and looking forward again. The man pushed the tip in, forcing a whimper out of the man under him. He inched his way in, a moany whine filling his ears with every push. Leon dragged his nails on the table as if he was grabbing onto something, tears swelling up in his eyes. "Ahh-Hh" he cooed as the Merchant had fully entered him. The man bent down, his front now against Leons back. "Tell me when, dear." He whispered into the others ear. Leon let himself get somewhat used to the feeling, before mumbling a small "okay".