𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 4

Belts and Bedrooms | Smut

Leon's POV: 

"Let me take care of you, Leon." Y/N murmurs as she drops to her knees, her lips tilt into a kind yet devilish smile as I let her push me back on the end of the bed, I sit like instructed for once, too tired to argue since I only just got back from a gruelling mission in Spain. I've had enough of trying to always be in control, it seems like I'm always two steps behind everybody else and as much as I keep trying to catch up I never can. I'm sick of feeling guilty and scared of each day, so right now I submit, but I can't say for how long. I'm a man with patience, but when it comes to her I'm barely a man at all, she brings out my best and worst at the same time. 

With deft hands Y/N slowly unbuckles my belt and slips it through the loops of my cargo pants, she's about to toss it over her shoulder until I reach forwards and grab her wrist, taking the belt from her and setting it next to me as her brows raise at what's to come. Without saying anything else she continues to undress me, taking care to be slow and steady with my bruises and old pains, her soft lips trail from my mouth down my neck and chest until she settles on her knees once more, this time her mouth wraps around the tip of my hardened cock, coaxing a gasp from me as my head falls back. She shushes me, hands gripping my thighs as she begins to take me further down her throat, I can tell she wants to please me, but little does she know that her laugh is almost enough to make me come. Time stills as her nails dig into my skin, leaving crescent shaped marks as she doubles her efforts, my groans fill the bedroom as her tongue licks and swirls around my tip, she releases my cock with a pop as I grunt and buck my hips, my hands clench as she takes a deep breath before going back for more, sucking gently whilst her head bobs. 

"Fuck, Y/N slow down." I moan, my eyelids half close as I begin to twitch and get close to coming, Y/N doesn't listen, or maybe she does but she doesn't care that I'm about to spill down her throat and make her swallow every drop. She gags, eyes watering as she looks up at me with those beautiful doe eyes, so innocent and unharmed, her soul isn't stained like mine and all I ever want is to protect her from everything. I swallow, grunting as her throat constricts and she pulls back, panting. "Breathe baby," I chuckle, already feeling less tense than before, my hand lifts to her cheek as she nuzzles into me, "take your time, I'm not going anywhere." I murmur, leaning down as she meets me halfway for a searing kiss. It's one of desperation and worry, I've been gone longer but this mission almost killed me, we're both needy and desperate for each other, our anxieties and worst fears feel too close to home. 

"I know. I just...I need you, Leon." She whispers, voice breathy and on the verge of a whine. I huff a laugh at how easily she hands the reins over to me, letting me take control when she knows I need it. It's just another reason why she's everything to me, we're both understanding when it comes to what we need and want, sometimes she'll push me around and make me forget about every loss I've ever lived through, and other times she'll let me regain some semblance of control, letting me feel like I'm on top of everything for once. Other times we'll switch. I nod, standing up as my cock leaks from need. I make quick work of worshipping my girl in return, I undress her whilst kissing every inch of her perfect body, I smile as my lips trace the stretch marks and small beauty spots, I pay extra attention to the parts she feels self-conscious about, giving her extra time to feel comfortable and safe with me once more after our distance dimmed her confidence. 

"So sexy," I mumble as I ease her onto her back, the sheets rumple underneath her as her eyelashes flutter, "this body was made for me," my hands skim her sides, I settle on my knees like Y/N did earlier as I grab her ankles and pull her towards me, she gasps as I set her legs over my shoulders and smile at her raised head, "I love you so much." I say as I lower my head and begin to eat her out like a man should. I close my eyes when her hand grips my hair, tugging as I dart out my tongue and swirl it where she likes, she's delicious. Her pussy tastes like pussy, exactly as it should. I get lost in the sensation of her thighs clamping over my ears, her body shakes as she reaches her orgasm, I lick her through it, my fingers bury into her flesh as she screams my name and comes on my tongue. I eat that up too, feeling proud of myself as her fingers tremble on top of my head. I let out another chuckle, standing up as she quivers below, her body wracked with aftershocks as she clings to me still. 

"Let go of me, baby." I laugh. Y/N's hold on me releases as she catches her breath, flushed cheeks and pink lips- God, she makes me believe in goodness. 

"More." She whispers, grinning as she lifts her hands for me to pull her up. I arch a brow, troubles long forgotten as I link my fingers with hers and pull her to her feet, she wobbles as I grab the back of her neck and kiss her with every ounce of love I have for her. 

"You sure you can take what I want to give?" I tease playfully, nodding to my belt that's still on the bed. Y/N bites her lip, hesitating before nodding and putting her wrists together. 

"Words, baby." 

"I can take it. Our safeword is unlock though, okay?" She says. I kiss her with a promise to take care of her throughout it all, I'd never let her get hurt or scared when I've got the strength to avoid it, but there's something so therapeutic about pleasuring her whilst feeling like I'm managing something in my life, even if it's just for a short time. I snatch the belt from the bed and wrap it around her tiny wrists a few times, my eyes scan her face for any signs of discomfort or fear- but there's none. She shows me that she trusts me completely, which makes me very fucking hard. Once secured, I guide her onto the bed, with her laying on her back, I use the remainder of the belt to tie her bound wrists to the headboard, checking it as she watches me with wide, dilated pupils. 

"Good?" I check. She nods, parting her legs to prove her point. I hum in approval, then guide my cock to her soaked entrance, her juices drip as I slowly enter her, feeling like I've reached Heaven's gates as her walls clench around me. I groan as she gasps my name, my hands find her breasts as I knead them, my thumbs brush over her nipples as she arches and wraps her legs around my waist, then I lose it. I pull out only to slam back inside of her, each slam gets me deeper and deeper until I have to grab her hip to secure us both. She writhes and wriggles in pleasure, tears of pleasure fill in her eyes as she tugs at her bound wrists, desperate to touch me or get me to slow down, but I know her too well, neither of us are going to last long like this, but we've always been a couple that chooses quality of fucking over how long it takes. 

"Oh, it's too much, I can't-" She hiccups, closing her eyes as I press my chest to hers, our bodies flat against each other as I reach new angles. 

"Yes you can Y/N, you're doing such a good job for me. Oh shit. Such a good girl." I groan, growls and grunts leaving my lips as she finally cries out, her pussy squelches as I fuck her through her second orgasm, a creamy white ring forms on my cock as I keep thrusting, sweat beads on my forehead as my own peak of pleasure nears. 

"Come for me Leon, please come inside of me." Y/N pleads. My eyes roll back as my movements come to a stop, I feel my body twitch as I spill inside of her, my own orgasm seems to go on for an eternity until I finally feel exhausted. Our breaths mingle as we kiss and praise each other, then I quickly undo the belt and rub her wrists with my hands, warming them up and soothing the pink marks there. I swallow, rolling onto my back beside her as I tug her to my chest, resting my chin on top of her head as her arms wrap around me. We hold each other, both too stunned and content to speak. 

"Are you hurt? Was I too rough? Can I get you anything?" I ask after a few minutes. 

"I'd like to clean up, and maybe a glass of water please?" She softly asks, voice a little raw from her screams and noises. I nod, kissing her head before quickly going to grab a bottle of water from the fridge, a warm cloth, and the small trinket I brought back with me from Spain (a castle had a lot of treasures, and I don't think the dead guys needed them anymore). I carefully clean Y/N up then undo the bottle for her as she sits up and sips, I pass her the trinket and listen to her gasps and 'thank yous' before sliding under the covers and once more pulling her to me. Y/N lies on top of me, her fingers toying with the small jewelled trinket as her eyelids droop. "Thank you for always thinking of me, I love you so much." 

I stroke her bare back, fingers relishing in the feel of her delicate body. "You're more than welcome, I love you too, more than you'll ever know. Get some sleep, you look like you're about to collapse." I whisper, sighing as she smiles and lays her head down on my chest. I watch as her face relaxes, then her breath finally evens out. Y/N might take care of me, but I'll do anything to take care of her more, she's worth the fight if it means coming home to her.