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diluxama · 10 months

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- Needy dom's / NSFW

My nanami story was flopping so I deleted it.. well I mean I haven't posted for three months so who am I to expect for it to be getting attention. Anyways here's another one of these cause I just love writing those!!! (Btw you can imagine your fav ;))

CW: Needy! character x fem!reader, pussy drunk, pet names ( baby, angel, slut), hair pulling, body worship (kinda??), rough sex (mentioned), Not proof read!!

Gosh needy dom's that just can't help but moan in so much pleasure when they're inside you for the first time. Your pretty pussy is so fucking tight and wet around their fat cock that it feels like they're already going to come like a virgin.

,,God.. I'll never pull out from that perfect cunt.."

He just can't help his thrust getting even harder and harder, it feels like that his hips are moving from his own. He's just so fucking pussy drunk that he can't imagine fucking other woman anymore. Your pussy is just the best.

,,God.. I'm gonna come.."

He'll groan, moan and whimper at how good your feeling, how pretty you sound when he hits that sweet spot of yours that makes you see stars...how he's wrapping his arms around you and pulling you unbelievably close to him just so he can praise and moan right next to your ear, kiss your back and neck in a needy manner.

,,Fuck, you feel so good baby...You make me feel so, so good angel.."

And when he's close his thrust get sloppy, his fingers rubbing your clit so fucking good that your eyes roll back, climaxing and tightening around him so deliciously that he's filling you up to the brim.

Yet he doesn't stop, his mind is foggy with lust and want. He wants you, he wants to breed you, wants to never pull out of you..

He's whispering sweet nothings in your ear, pushing your hair back and arching your back as he pounds you so good from behind. His palm muffles your moans..god you just sounded so more desperate that way..

,,Fuck baby! If you keep clenching around me like that...I might come again and again.."

It feels like hours have already passed by how many times you came, by how often you screamed his name out that the neighbors will know his name, the name of the guy that makes you feel like on cloud nine.

,,God again?..Such a pretty slut..how many times did you already come? Is the ninth time?"

He sounds so needy moaning your name like, letting his hands roam your body in a way that makes you feel loved, appreciated and desired. He loved your body and he couldn't get enough of it..

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diluxama · 11 months

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Caught red handed

{You catch Leon in a time of need}

Thank you to this Annon who planted this idea in my brain, enjoy my lovelies! 💕

!18!

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Slow days in the office were few and far between, but when they did happen, god, they were boring. The time seemed to go much slower than normal, the minutes felt like hours as it neared eight pm.

You sigh, looking over at the clock for what had to be the hundredth time in the last two minutes. Your chin resting on your palm. Almost everyone had gone home and there was nothing left to do, so perhaps that’s why you decided to check up on Leon, knowing he had a lot of work to do. After all, he does the same thing for you.

You knock gently before walking in, without really thinking. You frown softly in confusion at the way Leon scrambles, frantically, to close his laptop, eyes wide with shock, and his face flushed with a distinct red dusting his cheeks.

“Are you okay sir?” You ask, with the sweetest tone he's ever heard as you walk over to him. He nods his head, clearing his throat.

He doesn’t answer, he can’t. The words stuck in the back of his throat, and all he can manage to stutter out is a small, ‘I’m okay’ through uneven breaths, sitting up slightly in his chair as he does.

You don’t believe him, and he knows deep down you can see right through him and his filthy secret. So when you reach over to open up his laptop he doesn’t stop you, he knows he’s already caught.

His laptop lights up, and your Twitter page is on full display. Chest bare and your fingers pressed against your clit, over a cute pair of panties, you had brought.

Leon wants the floor to open up and swallow him whole as he watches your eyes widen along with the shaky sigh that falls from your supple lips. Whatever insults you're about to hurl at him, well, he ultimately deserves it.

But then he catches the smirk that adorns your pretty face, the flash of mischief that flickers through your eyes, as you ask him, “Do you like what you see, sir?” You smile, brushing his fringe away from his eyes. He can’t look at you far too ashamed of you catching him.

In all honesty, Leon can’t believe this is happening and he would be completely lying if he said that it wasn’t turning him on.

“Of course I do- you- you’re beautiful” he breathes out, a confession that takes you back a little bit. He looks up at you through his eyelashes as you guide his hands to the zipper in the back of your skirt.

Your hand trails down his chest towards his crotch, ghosting over his hard cock. “How long have you known it was me?” You ask, enjoying the way he lets out an almost pitiful whimper, breath hitching.

“A while- oh fuck” he whines at the loss of contact as you pull away. He watches with wide eyes as you tug down your skirt and Leon rushes to push aside all the papers, making room for you to sit before him on the dark wooden desk.

His hands resting against your knees as they trail upward, gentle fingers running along your inner thigh.

“Do they look familiar?” You ask him, taking his hands in your own, stopping them from wandering across your body. He nods, looking down at your panties with a smile.

You lean forward slightly, your hands still holding his, “How badly do you want to touch me?” You whisper, watching his eyes flicker down to your chest.

“So bad baby. You’re all I think about” he admits with a sigh, hands itching to touch you again. And you grant him his wish, watching them wander back up your thighs.

You don’t stop him when he starts to unbutton your blouse, letting the soft fabric fall down your shoulders revealing the matching bra. Leon admires you, with a hushed, “Oh fuck, sweetheart”, his rough hands caressing your sides, rubbing at your hips as they trail back down over your thighs.

He stands up suddenly, and it’s then you see just how painfully turned on he is, the sight makes you gasp. “Like what you see?” He smirks, standing in between your legs.

Leon leans into you, lips ghosting over your own. “Very much, sir” you whisper, gentle hands pushing his blazer off his shoulders as he kisses you, chasing after your mouth as if he’s been dying to do this for the past year, and honestly he has.

Your fingers thread through his hair, urging him closer to you as he pushes his tongue against yours, allowing the desperate need for you to overtake his senses. His lips trail over to your jaw traversing down to your neck, as he peppers hot kisses to the sensitive skin. “Lay back honey” he whispers against your neck.

You do as he asks, laying back slightly, propping yourself up on your elbows while he sits back down, His lips trailing along your thighs as your hips squirm in anticipation.

“Making your dreams come true huh?” He smirks, his fingers ghosting along your cunt, over your underwear. “I read what you write baby. Read all about how badly you wanna be eaten out on a desk, my desk” his finger pushes the damp fabric to the side whilst his other hand pushes your legs further apart.

And before you can even come up with a response his tongue is trailing up your slick folds, circling at your clit, hot and wet against you. “Fuck!- I write them about you” you admit through whine, fingers threading through his soft hair as he sucks at your clit.

Your confession goes straight to his dick as he palms himself through his work slacks. The thought of you sitting down and writing all those filthy thoughts about him drives him absolutely insane.

He slips his fingers inside you with ease, the mixture of his spit and your pleasure makes it all too easy. Leon moans against your clit, mumbling something about how 'wet you are' as he curls his fingers deep inside you, making you arch into his touch.

“This what you do in your spare time? Fantasise about fucking your boss?” He asks, playful mockery lacing his tone as he bites at your inner thighs.

“Ha- you can’t say that as if you don’t jerk off to my nudes, in your office” you scoff, whining out in desperation as he goes back to sucking at your clit.

You can feel yourself getting closer, the feeling of his calloused fingers slipping in and out of you with his tongue lapping at your clit, it makes your head spin in ways you didn't think were imaginable.

You sit you pushing at Leon’s shoulder as he pulls away from you with a slightly perplexed look. “I want you- inside me” you huff.

“I was inside you” he chuckles. God, he’s lucky he’s so hot.

“Not what I meant.” You tell him, reaching down to his cock, you smile when his breath hitches. “You know exactly what I want,” you whisper.

With that Leon grabs your hips, tugging you off the desk as you gasp softly and you get the hint pretty quickly as you turn around. Leon’s hands immediately grope at your ass as you wiggle your hips, teasing him.

He tugs your underwear off letting it fall to your ankles as he nudges your legs apart, and you can hear him unzip his trousers as he pulls his cock out, stroking himself a few times before lining himself up with you. Leon doesn’t have the patience to tease you any longer, so instead he pushes himself deep into you.

“Fuck- baby you’re so tight” he whines, leaning to press kisses to your shoulders as he whispers endearments into your skin.

“Leon- please. Fuck me.” You beg, pushing back on him as he grasps at your hips.

He gives you what you want, setting a mind-numbing pace. His hips snap against your ass as you meet him halfway. The lewd squelching noise of your wet cunt tantalises him as he continues to fuck you senselessly.

“God Leon- feel so good” you mewl, as he moans into your neck, whimpering about how close he is as his thrust become a lot more sloppier.

“Are- fuck- are you close?” he moans, as his arm slips around your waist, bringing his fingers to circle your clit, and he groans when he feels you tense around him.

Your nails dig into his wooden desk as your hips move against his own, “Yes!- m’so close Leon, gonna cum” you blabber on without a thought as he continues to fuck you over his desk.

“Shit- where d’you want me sweetheart?” His tone weak as he loses himself to his own pleasure.

Your mind becomes all foggy, and the only thing you can stutter out is a breathy “In- inside” as you squeeze your eyes shut.

“You sure?” Leon asks. Ever the sweetheart.

And in return you gasp out a sting of ‘Yes’ chanting the three letters, as he fucks into you, until you both lose yourselves, cumming together through heavy, uneven breaths while he fucks you through your orgasm, a sudden warmth filling you up. Leon peppers soft kisses against your neck, trailing over to your shoulders as you both start to come steadily down from your highs.

He warns you softly before pulling out of you with a wince. He pulls his trousers back up. “That was-” he trails off, watching as you tug your panties back up, along with your black skirt.

“Really good?” You ask with a giggle, sitting yourself in his chair as he drapes his blazer over your shoulders.

“Better than good” he walks over to the water dispenser and pours you a drink, handing it to you with a sweet smile.

You thank him as you take a sip, “I take it I lived up to your dreams?” Leon doesn’t respond at first, instead, he tucks your hair behind your ear, kissing the corner of your mouth before whispering the gentle words, “You’ve never disappointed me. Ever.” And despite the fact you’ve both just had sex in his office, it's his words that make you go all bashful a warmth bleeding across your chest.

“I’ll call you a taxi, yeah? Go clean up and get some sleep, sweetheart” he says, care dripping from his tone, “Oh-and make sure you call me when you get home” All you can do in return is nod and thank him yet again.

Once you get back to your apartment you notice a small plastic bag, full of Thai food, only your favourites, and you smile to yourself when you realise Leon must have ordered it for you. Your sweet loving boss, you'll have to come up with a way to pay him back.

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I almost didn’t post this because I was crumbling under the pressure of this not being good enough. But anyway I hope you enjoyed it!

those who were asked to be tagged- <3

@ya-boi-v @pinkrose1422

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