𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟯

Get You Off My Mind| Request|Smut

AN: Someone requested some spicy exes to lovers content, so I'm delivering!
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My nail taps impatiently on the oak tabke in front of me, beside me Rebecca glances at me as if to make sure I'm not ready to launch myself over the table and murder my ex, Leon. I'm not there yet, but I'm pretty fucking close to it.

"-So that's why we should stick to the original plan." Leon finishes, opening his hands out as if waiting for an applause. I glare at him, seeing from the corner of my eye that Chris, Claire and Jill nod in agreement, but Rebecca's lips purse in disagreement.

"That won't work." I finally say, earning everyone's attention. Leon's brow arches as he watches me, but I'm not backing down from my version of the plan. Especially when I know it'll work and I'll prevent everyone from getting killed. I walk to the map, shoving my shoulder past Leon, making him stumble back into the table with an 'oomf'. "If we take this route, they'll see us right away-"

"So we'll take them out first-"

"But then the others will be alerted, so already they'll know we're in-"

"And then once they're out of the way, we can just sneak in and take-"

"Both of you, just stop it!" Chris frustratedly yells, slamming his palm on the table. Leon and I both quieten, giving each other dirty looks from opposite each other. "If you can't work together, then you're both off of this case."

I open my mouth to argue, but all of a sudden Leon's grabbing my arm and tugging me past everyone. Jill begins to stand but Claire shakes her head, implying we'll be okay. I almost snort at the thought, but with Leon pulling me like I'm a dog on a leash I'm too angry to say anything.

"We'll be back in a minute." Leon quickly says, briefly turning around until he resumes pulling me all the way down the corridor, up the stairs, and inot the second meeting room that's right above our friends. They could probably even hear our loud stomps from down there, a part of me feels sorry at the massive disagreement they're about to get an earful of.

I pull my arm back as Leon closes the door behind us, trapping me in with him. I huff, crossing my arms as he sighs and runs a hand through his hair, then proceeds to take off his suit jacket and roll up his shirt sleeves. My heart does a flip at the sight of his tensed forearms, but then common sense knocks at the door and I remember that I hate him. "What the fuck is your problem? You're always arguing against me, and now you're trying to make me look like some incapable-"

Leon turns to me slowly, a hungry look in his eyes that makes the words die on the tip of my tongue. I swallow once, twice, then step back until I hit the wall. The thud of my boots echoes around the room as Leon quietly prowls to me, like a cat who's captured a mouse in a corner. My breath becomes heavy as I press my legs together, hating how this all makes me so fucking soaked.

"The way you hate me really turns me on." Leon murmurs, his chest meeting my own as I raise my head to look at him. His palm rests on the wall beside my head as he leans in further, his nose skimming across my jaw as he breathes me in. My eyes flutter closed as by body involuntarily arches into his warmth, that musky cologne of his surrounds me as he reaches out and toys with the buttons of my blouse.

"Fuck you." I shakily whisper, the words hitting their mark as a smirk tilts Leon's lips.

"You will, but first I wanna taste how much you've missed me." He rumbles, dropping to his knees. I gasp, reaching for my own buttons on my jeans as he helps, both of us working together to pull down the clothes on my lower half, then once I'm bare Leon groans, staring at the shiny wetness gathered there.

"Do it then you bastar-" I begin, but Leon's hands wrap around my thighs, squeezing hard enough to make me yelp as he finally swipes his tongue over my folds, kitten licking after just the way he knows I used to like. I moan out, but immediately he stops and pulls away, a string of saliva still connecting us.

"No, you can't make any noise, unless you want our friends downstairs to know how much you love my tongue between your thighs?" He asks. I shake my head, blushing at the thought of being caught. I bite my lip as he delves back in, tapping my leg to get me to lift it and hook it around his neck. He groans, vibrating into me as I grind against his face, already feeling myself tipping over the edge.

"Oh fuck." I whisper, legs shaking. Suddenly Leon's pulling away, not giving me my release that I crave for. He stands as I practically growl, but then he's untucking himself from his pants and pumping his length a few times, and I know he's keeping his word. At least that's still the same with him.

"Jump and wrap your legs around me." He orders. I widen my eyes a little, but then do as told, jumping into his arms as he catches me and backs me into the wall harshly to keep me supported. His hands hold my body up as he crouches a little, and I feel the tip of him tease my wetness. As our eyes meet, he finally sheathes himself inside. I cry out, but he muffles it with his mouth on mine, kissing me deeply as he sets a fast pace. This definitely isn't the sex we used to have, this is more aggressive, but somehow still just as passionate.

"That's it, now tell me how you hate me." He groans, his head falls forwards to rest on the wall beside my ear as I breathe heavily, trying to contain my sounds. The wet skin against skin noise echoes around the empty meeting room, and I pray nobody can hear us.

"Can't." I grit out with an accidental moan. Leon huffs a laugh, then shifts to hold me up with one arm as his hand tugs at the buttons of my blouse, miraculously undoing them with one hand until my lacy bra is on display.

"Huh, still wear my favourite colour?" He mumbles, then his thumb swipes over the fabric, bringing a whole new level of pleasure against my hardened nipples. I swallow a moan, arching my back as Leon continues to thrust in and out of me, the juices from myself run down my legs.

"Not for you."

He chuckles, then his lips meet my own once again as I begin to clench around him, my climax nearing its peak once again, and I swear if Leon doesn't let me come only one of us will walk from this room. "God, I love your fire." He mumbles around my lips, then he begins sucking at my neck, "Needed to get you off my mind, it's too dangerous wanting you."

"Because I'll break your heart again?" I ask between pants. He slows, momentary vulnerable eyes locking in on mine, until he's back to being an asshole.

"Because your plans are stupid." He huffs. I dig my nails into his skin, keeping myself steady as I finally find my release, my legs tighten around him as I come, then seconds later Leon spills inside of me, filling me to the brim. Once done, he sets me back on shaky legs, prioritising fixing his own clothes as I do mine. None of us speak, now it's over and done with I'm not sure what to say, and apparently neither does Leon for once.

"Are...I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asks.

I shake my head, rushing to do up my blouse as he heads for the door. "Not just now, no." I smile, feeling a sense of sadness wash over me. Leon's eyes linger on me, he looks as if he wants to say something, but then he curses under his breath and walks out, holding the door for me as I rush to it.

We walk back downstairs and into the meeting room where everyone seems to be working together well. All eyes land on us, and I feel like everyone knows, but of course they don't. They can't. I take my seat back next to Rebecca as Chris continues his speech. I feel a finger poke me, then Rebecca points to my blouse. I frown in confusion, looking down until I see I've done the buttons all wrong. I blush, crossing my arms over my chest as I look to Leon who just smirks.

"We've found a way in which we can combine both yours and Leon's plans together." Chris informs us. I almost laugh at the coincidence, but hold it back and stay professional instead with a simple nod. "But it does mean you'll both have to work together."

Leon shrugs, throwing me a dashing smile. "I think we'll be alright." He cheerfully says, but I can't help but to wonder if it has a deeper meaning. I guess I'll find out.