Random Oneshots BxB

Another Leo and Werry

Fyi y'all these aren't the characters from my other book they're randos with the same name.

The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, casting the room in a warm, amber glow. The air was thick with the scent of incense burning, mingling with the musky aroma of their sweat. Leo, dressed in nothing but a pair of black leather chaps and a collar that identified him as Werry's property, knelt before his lover, his head bowed in submission. Werry, wearing only a leather harness strapped around his hips and a matching leather cock ring, stood before him, his erect cock throbbing in anticipation.

The room was filled with the sounds of their labored breathing and the occasional rustle of leather as they moved against each other. The atmosphere was charged with an electricity that could be felt in every pore. It was a dance of dominance and submission, of pleasure and pain.

With a swift motion, Werry reached down and removed the condom from his erect member. Leo's head snapped up in surprise, his eyes widening with anticipation as he saw the bare, swollen head of Werry's cock. He knew what was coming next.

Werry grasped Leo's chin firmly, forcing his lover to meet his gaze. "You're ready for this?" he asked, his voice rough with desire. Leo nodded, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously. "Good boy," Werry murmured, then guided Leo's head back down to his crotch.

With a slow, deliberate pace, Werry pressed the head of his cock against Leo's lips. Leo parted his lips eagerly, his tongue darting out to taste the pre-cum that trickled from the slit. He took a deep breath, preparing himself for the sensation of Werry's thick cock filling him.

As Werry pushed forward, Leo's eyes widened in pleasure. The smooth, warm flesh of Werry's cock stretched his lips, filling him inexorably. He moaned around it, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through his body. His hands grasped at Werry's hips, holding on for dear life as he felt himself being claimed.

The sensation of being so fully penetrated was unlike anything Leo had ever experienced. He arched his back, pressing his pelvis against Werry's hips, desperate for more of that incredible feeling. The muscles in Werry's abdomen tightened, pulling his cock deeper inside Leo, and Leo gasped, his eyes rolling back in his head.

Werry groaned, feeling his lover's body stretch and accommodate him so perfectly. He began to move, slowly at first, thrusting in and out of Leo in a rhythmic motion that was both brutal and tender. The sound of their flesh slapping together filled the room, mingling with the moans and gasps that escaped their lips.

Leo felt a shiver run down his spine as Werry's hips met his, his cock pressing against a spot deep inside him that sent sparks of pleasure coursing through his veins. He reached up, wrapping his hands around Werry's neck, feeling the warmth and strength of his lover's body as they moved together in unison.

Werry's thrusts grew harder and faster, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He felt the familiar tension building within him, the sensation of his orgasm approaching. He looked down at Leo, seeing the pleasure etched on his face, the way his eyes were half-closed and his lips were parted in a moan. It was then that he lost control, his body tensing as he erupted inside his lover, filling him with his essence.

Leo felt the hot spurts of Werry's seed against his prostate, and with a cry of ecstasy, he came as well, his body convulsing around Werry's as he shot his own load deep inside his lover. They stood there, panting and sweaty, their hearts racing, their bodies trembling with the aftermath of their passionate coupling. Finally, with a contented sigh, Werry pulled out of Leo, his cock still throbbing as he gently wiped it clean with a cloth. Leo leaned forward, resting his head against Werry's leg, feeling the warmth and strength of his lover's thighs as they trembled with the effort of their lovemaking.

They stood there together for a long moment, lost in the afterglow of their connection. It was in these quiet moments that they were the most content, when they could just be with each other, their bodies and souls intertwined in a dance of love and dominance. As the sun continued to set, casting the room in a soft, golden light, they knew that they had found something truly special, something that went beyond the boundaries of conventional love. They were each other's everything, and they would always be together, no matter what the world might throw at them.

Werry reached down and tenderly cupped Leo's face in his hands, brushing away a stray lock of hair from his forehead. "You are my everything, Leo," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "You make my heart race, my blood sing. You are the light that guides me through the darkness." Leo looked up at him, the love and adoration in his eyes mirroring the emotions in Werry's own. "And I will always be here for you," he replied softly, placing a gentle kiss on Werry's palm. "Through thick and thin, we will face whatever comes our way together."

They stood together, lost in the moment, their bodies still slick with sweat and their hearts still racing. Around them, the sounds of the castle began to filter in - servants moving about their duties, children laughing in the halls, the faint scent of dinner wafting through the air. But for now, they were in their own little world, wrapped up in each other, content to simply be. Eventually, they began to move, slowly at first, then with a newfound urgency as their desire for each other flared anew.

Werry's fingers traced gentle patterns on Leo's back, causing shivers to run down his spine. He leaned in, pressing their lips together in a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue dancing with Leo's. They stumbled forward, finding their way to the bed, falling onto its soft surface with a sigh of contentment. The warmth of their bodies melted together, their limbs tangled in a dance of desire and need.

As they made love again, the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange. The candles flickered, casting soft shadows across the room, accentuating the lines of their bodies and the expressions of pleasure that crossed their faces. Werry's thrusts grew harder and faster, his hips meeting Leo's in a rhythm that was both primal and beautiful. Leo arched his back, his fingernails digging into Werry's shoulders as he felt the familiar tension building within him.

With a cry that was both agony and ecstasy, Leo came, his body tensing and spasming beneath Werry's. Werry followed suit, his own release filling Leo's body with the warmth of his essence. They lay there, panting and sweaty, their hearts racing, as the last rays of sunlight disappeared from the window. It was then that Werry reached down and tenderly stroked Leo's cheek, wiping away a bead of sweat with his thumb.

"You are everything to me," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. "You make me feel more alive than I ever thought possible."

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