𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟯

Choked Up| Smut

"We're gonna be late, and I can't let him down with-" Leon frustratedly says as he runs his fingers through his hair, pacing his office until I gently push him down on the plush chesterfield sofa, a coy smile playing on my lips as his words die. 

"Shh, we've got enough time to meet with him, just calm down." I murmur, getting to my knees in front of him as his eyes widen. 

"What are you planning?" Leon asks playfully, his hand reaches out to grab my chin and raise my head as I shrug, licking my lips. 

"You get too caught up in your job, you should learn to take some time for yourself. Now sit back and let me take care of you, we've got enough time for this." I reply, heart racing as Leon does as he's told, leaning back against the sofa cushions as I reach for his belt. My mouth dries when I get him free, I always seem to forget how big he is until he's choking or impaling me. 

Leon's already hard, the tip of him glistening and red, all this pent up frustration must really be getting to him. "We need to lock the door." Leon grits out as I pump him a few times, his breath shudders as I look up and meet his eyes, I give him my most seductive look. 

"Let them see how well I take you, and then maybe they'll get the hint that you're overworked." I say, then without hesitation I take him into my mouth, his length filling my throat. I have to pause every few seconds to adjust, but Leon's having the time of his life. His breath comes out in pants, a mixture of groans and growls escape him when I begin to set a pace, taking him to the hilt with my lips wrapped tightly around him, my lipstick leaving a trail of evidence. 

 "Fuck, I'm so glad I bring you to work. Doing such a good job, always taking care of me." He curses lowly, hands tangling in my hair as I lick and suck, flattening my tongue on the underside and then sucking the head before taking him all again. 

I hum in approval, ignoring the way I'm drooling from my effort. When he accidentally pushes my head down I gag, immediately he apologises but I force myself down again, eyes watering as his other hand grip the cushions tight enough to leave dents, his knuckles white from the pressure. 

"Definitely taking your advice after this, gonna book us a nice vacation spot so I can take care of you too." Leon groans, bucking now the sloppy sounds echo around his office. 

I begin to feel him twitching in my mouth, the sign that he's close. I use my hand at the base, working him and squeezing as I moan around him, my cheeks hollowed out. With one last moan from me he comes apart, spilling into my mouth as he repeatedly swears under his breath, hips thrusting upwards as I swallow him down, but some escapes from my lips and drips down my chin. 

I pull back, taking heavy breaths and wiping my eyes as Leon grabs a tissue from the coffee table, he beckons a finger out for me to inch forwards, then with a gentleness he wipes the drool, come and smeared lipstick. 

"That's it, looking a little bit more presentable for the president now." He coos as I huff a laugh and stand up, grabbing my lipstick and fixing my makeup as he tucks himself back in and fixes his suit. 

When I turn back Leon holds out a hand for me to take, pulling me to him he kisses my lips deeply then leads the way out of the office and down the numerous corridors until we approach the dining room, where we're set to have dinner. We arrive in perfect time as I predicted, the president comes in through another door mere moments later. 

"Ah Mr and Mrs Kennedy, it's good to see you both." He greets us, shaking Leon's hand and kissing my cheek. I smile, glad Leon's actually friends with the guy since Leon and I aren't actually married yet, but we're so in love we might as well be. 

"It's good to see you too, Leon was getting worried he'd miss the first course." I joke, earning a laugh from the president and a side glance from Leon. I hold back a grin, feeling his fingers gently pinch my side, I'll pay for that comment later. 

"I wouldn't start without you. Leon, you're looking much more at ease than usual, I'm glad to see it." 

Leon's eyes widen, his spine straightens as he nods and does everything possible to avoid my eyes. "Yeah, I've found a way to relax a bit more." He says. 

I bite my lip, then sit down at the table beside Leon, who's hand rests on mine as we all talk and eat together like good friends.