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Workout Distractions| Request| Smut

I lean against the wall, a small yawn escapes me as I clutch my morning coffee to my chest protectively as I watch my man workout. Leon's doing press-ups, one muscles arm rests behind his back as he breathes through his mouth, lifting his whole weight with a single arm. I take a sip from my mug, eyes trailing from his face down to those biceps that tense every time he moves, then they move to his muscled chest and the curve of his ass, which is sadly covered by some black sweatpants. I sigh contentedly, wishing that Leon was pressing into me rather than the floor, it's a damn shame really. Leon's eyes find mine as he grunts, lifting himself from the floor to kneel instead, a much better sight as I can now see the droplets of sweat slowly trace their way down- 

"You're staring again." Leon pointedly says, standing up to come over to me. I shrug, giving him that 'what can you do' look as he shakes his head ruefully, before pressing a kiss to my lips. I hum against him, tasting mint and some other kind of coffee he likes to drink. Leon pulls away too soon, going back into his gym to workout some more. I stay where I am, leaning against the wall as he picks up some weights. My mind flashes back to last night, and how he picked me up with ease before bending me over the kitchen counter...such good times. Leon does his thing for a few more minutes until he groans, putting down his equipment to once again prowl towards me, but this time he takes my mug from my hands, setting it on the floor, before wrapping his arms around me, one stray hand rests over my ass as I smile up at him. 

"Why'd you stop?" I ask in a sweet voice. Leon reaches up, grabbing my chin between two fingers as his lips curve into a knowing grin. 

"You keep watching me, and it's putting me off." He mumbles, eyes searching mine as if looking for some hidden motive. I bite my lip, hearing his breath hitch as I blink up at him, giving him that innocent look. 

"Oh, sorry. I'll just go." I mumble, already weakly trying to break out of his hold, but Leon backs me to the wall instead, lips meeting my cheek softly until they manoeuvre down to my neck, where his lips begin to lightly suck and tease. 

"No stay. I like the way you look at me." He murmurs. I arch my brow in question, earning a low chuckle from the blonde. "You watch me as if I'm worth something, I gotta admit it makes me feel good." He explains. I nod, tilting my head to the side as one of his hands grabs my waist, giving it a teasing squeeze as his other hand rests on my neck, not squeezing but holding possessively. 

"It's because you are worth something. You're hot and handsome, but you're also kind, and resilient, and smart." I ramble on, gasping when his teeth nip at my bra strap. I arch against him, brows knitting together in pleasure, but all of a sudden Leon pulls away, leaving me soaked and needy. I pout, until he steps backwards onto the mat on the floor, his hand beckoning me to follow. 

"Come here, let the master teach the student something." He grins, wiggling his eyebrows. I snort but follow him anyway, confused when he uses his feet to part my legs and then his hands cup mine, lifting them until I'm in a pose ready for punching. Leon stands in front of me, holding up his hands. "Punch me." He asks. I hesitate, then do it, but it's terrible and I half miss. Leon bites back a laugh and corrects my faults, teaching me how to strike properly for at least half an hour until I'm as sweaty as he was and my concentration has reached its limit. I end up focusing on Leon's chest, or more specifically the V-line that's visible from where his sweatpants have fallen. Leon clicks his fingers to gain my attention. "Eyes up here."

I lift my eyes to see him watching me, eyes shining with playfulness as I hold back an embarrassed laugh. "Sorry master, I was distracted." 

Leon huffs, rolling his eyes. "Sure, whatever." 

I raise my brows, mouth opening into an 'o' as I narrow my eyes. "Huh, that's how it's gonna be? Suit yourself, Mr-I-don-t-believe-in-distractions." I tease, grabbing the bottom of my shirt, I pull it up and over my head, giving Leon a display of my bra and breasts pushed together. His eyes dip down, he's not even trying to hide the fact he's checking me out. I click my fingers together like he did earlier and get back into the pose. We go on for another five minutes until I actually hit Leon's hands perfectly, and he pulls away frowning in disbelief. "Not so easy, is it?" I ask tauntingly, nodding downwards. 

I don't even get a warning before Leon's picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder until my worlds upside down. His hand smacks my ass, echoing around the gym as he heads towards the bedroom. "Time for a different kind of workout." He mumbles from below. I laugh, until he throws me onto the bed, and immediately pulls off the rest of my clothes faster than ever. Leon undresses too since he knows I don't like to be the only one naked, then he lies on the bed, hooking my legs over his shoulders as his breath tickles my dripping sex. "Gotta warm up first, it's important." He grins, then his tongue licks a stripe up my folds. I gasp, clutching the sheets as he begins to eat me out like he didn't just do this very thing last night. I'm a moaning mess on the bed, legs quivering as he grabs my thighs, fingers digging into the plush flesh as he swivels and sucks, doing everything perfectly until I'm coming sooner than I'd have expected. 

"Time for the real exercise?" I breathlessly ask as Leon nods seriously, using his strength he flips me over until I'm on my stomach, then his mouth latches onto the back of my neck, his breath tickles my ear as his mouth moves down and down, kissing my spine until he reaches my ass, then he places a kiss on one of my cheeks, making me giggle. I buck against him, needing him to fuck me right now. I don't have to wait long, because seconds later Leon's arm snakes around my middle, lifting my hips just a little as his cock probes my entrance. I moan, shaking with anticipation until he finally slides in with ease. It's a bit of a stretch, but Leon's slow and careful, never hurting me unless I ask for it. His length twitches inside of me, greeting my insides until I'm adjusted, then he slowly begins to move. 

His hands link with mine as I grab fistfuls of the sheets, my cheek buries into the pillow as Leon pistons into me slowly, his skin slaps against mine as his forehead rests between my shoulders, his weight comfortably squashes me into the bed as our pants and noises combine. It isn't long until I'm tipping over the edge again, then after a few more thrusts Leon follows with a whimper and a hoarse cry of my name. He flops onto me, resting most of his weight on his elbows and forearms as I catch my breath. 

"Great workout, we should be home gym buddies, emphasis on the home part." Leon mumbles, chuckling at his own idea at a joke. I shake my head, unable to hold back the grin that curves my lips as he kisses the side of my head then rolls off of me, already sitting up. "You good baby?" He asks. I'm jelly. Limbs heavy and mind content with being well fucked. I lift a hand, giving him a simple thumbs up. Leon looks proud of himself at my state, then disappears into the bathroom. I hear running water, then he emerges a minute later. "Let's shower, then I'll make us some breakfast, yeah?"

I nod, mustering the energy to get off of the bed and waddle to the shower. Leon washes my hair for me as I run a cloth over his chest, it's sweet and caring, then we wrap in in towels. I quickly snatch a spare one, swatting his ass with it as he laughs and gets dressed, leaving me to do my skincare/makeup. When I'm done I head into the kitchen to find a plate of peanut butter and chocolate pancakes waiting for me, as well as a single flower picked from our front garden. Leon looks like an impressed puppy, eyes waiting for my reaction. I smile, wrapping my arms around him and mumbling an "I love you" as we embrace.