𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 4

Sleepy Worshipper| Smut

The clock beside me ticks past midnight as I lie in bed, pillows propped up comfortably behind me as I read my book. I bite my lip just as the enemies finally kiss each other, a odd sense of giddiness washes over me at the scene of their confession in the rain, it's cliché but so good. A yawn escapes me as I glance at the clock once more, seeing only a few minutes have passed since I last checked. I'm trying to stay up for Leon, he's been gone a few days and I've missed him so much, and I hate falling asleep and not knowing when he gets home. Admittedly the mornings are always a nice surprise when I wake up beside my husband who's suddenly reappeared, but I also like to savour the happy reunions.

Leon said he'd be back around eleven, so I figured I could stay up and wait, but as the night stretches on I begin to debate just giving in to the exhaustion. Just as I consider it, the front door unlocks and I hear Leon's familiar routine begin. He locks the door behind him, toes off his boots and drops his bag, checks the door again, then finally comes to find me. I sit up in bed, closing the book after bookmarking it, and look up to see my sleepy looking husband leaning against the doorframe, his dark hair falls over his face as his lips quirk up.

"Hey sweetheart, I thought you'd be asleep by now." He roughly says, voice deep from fatigue. I shake my head, opening my arms as Leon begins unbuttoning his shirt and wraps his arms around me, only bending instead of smothering me with his weight.

"I wanted to wait for you. I've missed you so much. Are you okay? How'd work go?" I ask. Leon chuckles but it isn't cheerful, the ragged look on his face tells me everything I need to know. Instead of prying further I give him space as he shrugs his jacket off and tosses it aside.

"I'm gonna take a quick shower, then I'll give you all the lovin' you deserve." He grins, despite looking like he's about to collapse, he turns and smothers a yawn as he disappears into the bathroom. I sigh, knowing he needs at least ten minutes to decompress and get back into the mindset of being home. Here he can relax and be himself without the pressures of being perfect or on guard, it's a massive change and it's truly incredible how he goes from tough agent to golden retriever husband in a matter of hours.

The sound of running water fills the silence aside from the still ticking clock. I pick my book back up, unable to resist the allure of the enemies finally being lovers. I get lost in the fiction, unaware that Leon's done until he's emerging from the bathroom in a waft of steam. His whole body is bare apart from his underwear, my breath hitches as I peek over the top of my book, he's devastatingly handsome even after all these years, I swear he hardly ages.

Leon huffs a laugh as if knowing all the thoughts running through my head. He stumbles towards the bed, flopping onto his stomach before army crawling up between my legs. I arch a brow, letting out a small laugh as his fingers grip either side of my thighs, then his lips begin to trail kisses from one side of my stomach to the other.

"If we weren't already married I think I'd ask you to be my wife. Maybe we should do it again, I've heard people renew their vows after some time." Leon sleepily mumbles, lips barely moving. "I love you so much, I was so desperate to come home to you."

I reach out, massaging my fingers through his damp hair. "I love you too. You should get some sleep, you look ready to pass out."

Leon shakes his head, a childish pout on his lips as his eyes meet mine. "No, I'm fine. I just want to be with you, I should make it up to you." He murmurs, "Leaving my wife all alone for so long should be illegal, the least I can do is remind you why you keep me around." His lips then begin to kiss my bare thighs that are barely covered by nightie I'm wearing.

I hum, playing along as I grip my book tighter. "Really?" I tease softly, "I thought I keep you around because you make me laugh and can cook really well. What's your take on it?"

Leon's sleepy smirk is devilish as he begins to makeout with my inner thighs, my legs tremble as slick grows between them. "I thought you keep me around because I'm the only one who can make you come within minutes." My eyes widen despite the fact I knew where this was going. "I'm the husband who worships his wife like she deserves, lapping up her pretty pussy like a five star meal."

A whimper escapes me as his fingers reach to grab my underwear, in a fluid motion I lift my hips as he rolls the fabric down and tosses it over his shoulders. I swear he actually licks his lips as I lift my legs and throw down my book, knees bending as I show him my glistening sex. Leon groans, fingers parting my folds as I lean back against the pillows. I'm worked up and ready to go, but Leon's yawn makes me question whether he's up to the task.

"We don't have to-"

"Let me taste her." Leon interrupts, eyes closing even as his tongue begins to kitten lick me, burying his whole face in between my thighs as if slipping on a mask. I'm so soaked I'm sure he's going to pull away drenched from my juices. I moan, feeling pure bliss as Leon's mouth sucks and works at my pussy, I grind and curl my toes as he takes his time devouring me. I look down to see his eyelids close, his pace changes from barely moving to suddenly starting again, the man's literally falling asleep as he eats me out. Leon's tongue glides up and down, then he begins to roll it as he spells out 'I love you', I'm squirming and panting, ridiculously close to coming as Leon puts as much effort as he can give into pleasuring me. 

I stifle a giggle as he groans from both enjoyment and exhaustion, I grab a blanket and wrap it around his body as he rests his chin on the bed and pokes his tongue as deep inside of me as he can go, probing at me as I work for my release. I lift my hips, riding his face as best I can in our position as Leon's deep noises vibrate against me. His nose bumps against my clit, sending a jolt of electricity through me, it's enough to send me over the edge. I could sob from Leon's skills, it's classic Kennedy timing since Leon's never failed to make me come within minutes when he eats me out. I gasp and shake as I come down from my high, feeling like jelly as I look down once more to see Leon's head leant against my thighs. A small snore escapes his lips as I bite back a laugh.

With careful hands I manouver his head as I close my legs, then rest him back on my thighs. Leon stays asleep, completely out of it as his chest rises and falls evenly. I toy with his hair, turning off the lamp beside me as I shuffle to get comfortable, then close my eyes as my husband's peaceful face shines in the moonlight. He mumbles something in his sleep, but doesn't stir as I smile and try to fall asleep. Every so often he nuzzles further into my thighs, seeking comfort in the warmth there.

Like that, I drift off to sleep feeling whole once more now that I've got my husband back by my side. I'm sure we'll make up for lost time whilst he's back home, but right now we just rest together, nestled in the warmth of our love.