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optical_nerve. Rated R, probably. I got the collar in...but not the leash. THE FEELING IS THERE, HOWEVER.
A throat swallowed against worn leather and hands clenched into fists, straining against the handcuffs. Leon threw his head back, hissing between his teeth before he looked down at D, eyes mere slits.
“Hmm….yeah, shit, li…like that, use your tongue more….like that…hmmm, shit!”
D drew back, licking his lips even as one thin eyebrow arched. “It seems I need to gag you,” he said and Leon grinned fiercely.
“Think you can?” he asked and D smiled, that all-knowing smirk that normally pissed Leon off; it only made him hotter now, hands curling into fists against his lower back where they were bound together.
“Do you really think I can’t, my dear detective?” D asked, trailing his dagger-like nails up and down Leon’s vulnerable thighs before moving up, leaning over him and fingering the collar around his neck. “I can do anything I want to you.”
“Fuck,” Leon spat out, hips jerking up in helpless arousal. “You can get started anytime now, you know.” D laughed softly, planting a gentle kiss on his neck before ghosting his lips down Leon’s chest, his hips, back to his cock. Keeping eye contact with Leon, he blew warm air over it, listening intently to Leon’s moans.
“Fuck!” Leon hissed, wanted to grab hold of D’s head and push his mouth down over his cock. “Stop fucking teasing!”
D smirked. “You’ve no patience,” he said but listened, flicking his tongue out, tasting the cockhead before taking it in his mouth and sucking, tongue lashing against it.
“Shit, yeah. You’re so fucking…good,” Leon moaned, eyes squeezing shut, gritting his teeth, hips bucking upward into that warmth. “So fucking good…” So fucking good and so fucking close and Leon knew that he should warn D that it was coming, that he was coming but he couldn’t speak, couldn’t get the words out. He could only moan and toss his head back and forth, leather biting into his neck.
D seemed to sense Leon was near, because he pulled back and slithered up Leon’s body, one hand stroking his chest while the other held his cock, grip strong and nails pleasant little stings along Leon’s length.
“Shit…D!” Leon cried out, back arching as he came and D slammed his mouth of Leon’s, muffling his cries. Leon kissed back desperately, hips pumping up into empty air before growing still. He was limp and tired, allowing D to unlock his collar and handcuffs without comment, blinking sleepily.
D pulled Leon to him, cradling him in his arms. He petted him and trailing his nails up and down Leon’s chest. “My dear detective, you’re incorrigible,” he murmured against golden hair. “And yet, I find myself unable to think of a single thing to change about you.” It was true. Leon was what he was and, unlike most humans, he was unapologetic it. D liked that, though he was often annoyed by some of Leon’s less desirable traits.
“Hmm…what’d you said, D?” Leon asked, eyes closed, head resting against D’s chest.
Chuckling, D shook his head. “Nothing,” he said. “Sleep now, Leon. Sleep and dream.”
MORE NOTES: Yeah, it's short, okay. I've never written for this fandom before, so I thought I'd better quite while I was ahead. OR SOMETHING.
D/Leon (Petshop of Horrors) for
optical_nerve. Rated R, probably. I got the collar in...but not the leash. THE FEELING IS THERE, HOWEVER. A throat swallowed against worn leather and hands clenched into fists, straining against the handcuffs. Leon threw his head back, hissing between his teeth before he looked down at D, eyes mere slits.
“Hmm….yeah, shit, li…like that, use your tongue more….like that…hmmm, shit!”
D drew back, licking his lips even as one thin eyebrow arched. “It seems I need to gag you,” he said and Leon grinned fiercely.
“Think you can?” he asked and D smiled, that all-knowing smirk that normally pissed Leon off; it only made him hotter now, hands curling into fists against his lower back where they were bound together.
“Do you really think I can’t, my dear detective?” D asked, trailing his dagger-like nails up and down Leon’s vulnerable thighs before moving up, leaning over him and fingering the collar around his neck. “I can do anything I want to you.”
“Fuck,” Leon spat out, hips jerking up in helpless arousal. “You can get started anytime now, you know.” D laughed softly, planting a gentle kiss on his neck before ghosting his lips down Leon’s chest, his hips, back to his cock. Keeping eye contact with Leon, he blew warm air over it, listening intently to Leon’s moans.
“Fuck!” Leon hissed, wanted to grab hold of D’s head and push his mouth down over his cock. “Stop fucking teasing!”
D smirked. “You’ve no patience,” he said but listened, flicking his tongue out, tasting the cockhead before taking it in his mouth and sucking, tongue lashing against it.
“Shit, yeah. You’re so fucking…good,” Leon moaned, eyes squeezing shut, gritting his teeth, hips bucking upward into that warmth. “So fucking good…” So fucking good and so fucking close and Leon knew that he should warn D that it was coming, that he was coming but he couldn’t speak, couldn’t get the words out. He could only moan and toss his head back and forth, leather biting into his neck.
D seemed to sense Leon was near, because he pulled back and slithered up Leon’s body, one hand stroking his chest while the other held his cock, grip strong and nails pleasant little stings along Leon’s length.
“Shit…D!” Leon cried out, back arching as he came and D slammed his mouth of Leon’s, muffling his cries. Leon kissed back desperately, hips pumping up into empty air before growing still. He was limp and tired, allowing D to unlock his collar and handcuffs without comment, blinking sleepily.
D pulled Leon to him, cradling him in his arms. He petted him and trailing his nails up and down Leon’s chest. “My dear detective, you’re incorrigible,” he murmured against golden hair. “And yet, I find myself unable to think of a single thing to change about you.” It was true. Leon was what he was and, unlike most humans, he was unapologetic it. D liked that, though he was often annoyed by some of Leon’s less desirable traits.
“Hmm…what’d you said, D?” Leon asked, eyes closed, head resting against D’s chest.
Chuckling, D shook his head. “Nothing,” he said. “Sleep now, Leon. Sleep and dream.”
MORE NOTES: Yeah, it's short, okay. I've never written for this fandom before, so I thought I'd better quite while I was ahead. OR SOMETHING.