𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 4

Tempting Treat| Smut

AN: This features a lot of food play (icing) so just skip if you're not into that!

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I snort at Leon's joke before swatting him out of the way and reaching into the oven to grab our second batch of cookies and cupcakes. The scent of sugar and chocolate makes my mouth water as Leon carefully wraps his arms around me from behind, his chin resting on my shoulder as he makes a low hum of approval at the sight of our hours of hard work. I nod in agreement, setting the tray aside to cool. "Yum indeed, I can't wait to test them." I smile, looking over my shoulder just as Leon turns his head, his soft lips press against my own in a gentle, lingering kiss. The domesticity of it all fills my heart with such happiness, it's not often Leon and I get to have afternoons like this, he gets pulled away for work so often, and even when he's home, half the time he's got paperwork to finish or usually is too tired to do anything fun. When Leon pulls away, his eyes seem to darken, it's not long before he's turning me around, strong hands guiding my hips as he backs me up against the counter and truly devours my mouth. 

I'm at his mercy as he reaches up and cups the back of my head, fingers tangling in my strands as he grips just a little, groaning as I gasp and feel my knees weaken. I'm eventually growing dizzy and breathless, so I place a hand on Leon's chest, giggling as I try to push him away, but instead his lips just move to the rest of my face, peppering delicate kisses to my cheeks and temple until moving south to my neck. I feel a rush of heat as Leon's teeth nip at the sensitive skin there, no doubt leaving a not so subtle mark as if claiming me as his own. I let a moan slip as I lift my leg, hooking it around Leon's waist as his hand slides down my hip and under my thigh, keeping me locked against him. "You're so pretty." Leon roughly murmurs, "So beautiful, smell so good, always taking good care of me." He adds, only making the heat way more hotter. I'm more amused than bothered about this drastic energy change, we went from soft and sweet to passionate and borderline sexual in the space of a few minutes, then again, Leon's always been the type to randomly decide to worship me whenever he gets that overwhelming feeling of gratefulness. 

"What's gotten into you, hm?" I tease, arching a brow as Leon lifts his head, his hair is mussed up and his eyes twinkle with mischief, the smile that adorns his face knocks the wind out of me, the half smirk as if we both know exactly where this is going to lead makes my heart flutter and my thighs slick. Leon shrugs up a single shoulder, reaching past me to grab one of the already decorated cupcakes. With deft fingers he peels off the paper case, eyes shining and focusing on me the whole time. How can this be so fucking hot? I watch as he licks his lips, then swipes out a finger and gathers some icing onto the tip, I bite my lip, eyes glued to him as he brings it to his mouth before sucking on it, eyelids half closing as a low groan rises in his throat. My breath hitches as I lean into him, desperate for my own tempting treat. 

Leon notices his teasing has worked and swipes some more icing, this time he holds it up to my own lips, face full of affection and focus as he observes every small movement I make. I part my lips, then take his finger into my mouth, tasting the sweet icing as our eyes lock. Leon's own chest rises and falls faster now as his pupils expand, his jaw tenses as if he's trying hard to hold himself back, making this slow and sensual for both our sakes. My pulse quickens as I suck, wrapping my lips around his finger as his eyes widen for a brief second, but then his smile curves upwards, as if he expected no less. I release his finger with an exaggerated pop, then whisper "Delicious." Leon sucks in a breath, mumbling some curse word under his breath before something primal takes over him. 

"I think I need another taste." He mumbles before he invades my space, muscular arms find my waist and hoist me onto the kitchen counter, right between the cookies and cupcakes. I gasp in surprise, my hands instinctively gripping his shoulders for balance as he steps between my legs, our chests press together as my hardened nipples pierce through my dress, scraping across my bra as Leon growls and kisses me with more passion than before. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, tasting every inch of the sweetness lingering from the icing whilst his hands slide up my thighs, pushing my dress higher as his fingers tickle my bare skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. I moan into his mouth, a need so desperate builds within me as Leon pulls away, pressing his forehead to mine whilst we catch our breaths. "Don't move." Leon commands, voice low and authoritative as I nod. He pulls away only to grab the small bowl of icing left over from earlier, then like before he swipes a finger into it, gathering the frosting before reclaiming his spot between my legs, then as if painting, he smears the icing over my lips, tracing a line as I whimper and resist the urge to lick it clean. 

Once coated, Leon leans in again, lips brushing against mine as he licks the icing away, tongue purposely sweeping and teasing me as I keep my lips parted- just barely- and let Leon explore this newfound teasing. "You've always tasted good, but fuck..." Leon murmurs, grabbing the bowl again and dipping his fingers in, but this time they're directed to my chest. He paints a line of icing down the curve of my breast, eyes darkening at the sight of the dripping white frosting, he watches, body completely still as the icing drips downwards. I'm practically grinding against the counter as Leon lowers his head down, tongue following the path of icing, licking me with deliberate slowness as my toes curl. I moan, feeling achy and soaked as I arch into him, my hands tangle into his hair as I buck and writhe, then he pulls away once more. "You're my new favourite dessert." He whispers, chuckling deeply as I huff a breathless laugh. In a sudden movement, Leon tugs my dress over my head, folds it up neatly and sets it on the clean table as he stands back and admires the view. I almost feel the need to cover up, but Leon scans my marks and curves as if I'm a masterpiece, his dark hunger for me ignites my confidence, and I find myself spreading my legs instead. 

"Have some more?" I say with a smile, grabbing the icing bowl. Leon grins, gathering more icing and smearing it across my stomach, leaving a line that stops just above the waistline of my underwear. Leon dives in again, but as his mouth roams lower, his fingers hook into my underwear and tug them down until they're hanging off of one ankle. I curve, leaning backwards as Leon kneels down and parts my legs wider with the breadth of his shoulders, his breath tickles my pussy as I shiver in anticipation, then finally, his mouth finds where I want him the most. I tremble, hand gripping his hair as he flicks his tongue over my bundle of nerves a few times, then he feasts. The sounds that come out of my mouth are loud and dirty as his mouth works at me, lapping and probing in the ways he knows I like. My mind goes blank as he groans, enjoying the meal whilst his arms hook under my thighs, lifting my hips so he's got a better angle to eat me out. It's too much, and all too soon I feel my pleasure rising. 

"Gonna come." I pant, nails digging into his scalp as he nods, the motion only making things better for me. 

"Come for me, I want to taste all of you." He mumbles, the vibrations are enough to make me do just that. I fall apart around him, crying out his name as I shake from the force of my orgasm. Leon holds onto me, mouth still lapping at my juices until I'm left boneless and empty. I slump against the wall, brushing a strand of hair away from my face as Leon stands and kisses me, giving me the mix of sweetness and my own taste. We stay enveloped within each others arms for a while, until the timer for the treats beeps Leon pulls away, smiling warmly as he switches it off and grabs the oven gloves to pull out the cookies and cupcakes, then he sets them aside with the rest as I hop down and put my dress back on. Leon holds up one of the cooled down cookies, his face now back to the usual innocent playfulness. "Doesn't this one look like a dog?" 

I burst out laughing, loving this man unconditionally for how well he makes me come and laugh in the space of a few minutes. I nod, wrapping my arms around him as I glance at the bowl of icing- which at this point is nearly empty. "Yeah it does. I think we're going to need some new icing though." I mutter, making Leon huff as he wraps an arm around my shoulders. We get back to baking, decorating our treats whilst giggling and feeling most at home together.