Patreon Compilation – Fic#228 – Raihan/Leon – bottom!Raihan; semi aggressive Leon – Poké-malistic

Raihan/Leon – Just good old dicking. Just really simple breeding. Just... you know... fuuuucking.

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“Damn, you’re too tall for your own good… go on, get down so I can properly take care of you.”

Leon is grinning as he says it but his eyes are… intense. He does not blink, staring up at Raihan, one hand around his slim throat. Not squeezing, just… digging his fingers in on either side. Making it feel like a dog got its jaws around the dragon type trainer’s throat.

Raihan’s eyes are so bright, they seem luminous as he stares down at Leon, his body nice and loose limbed, his slim, long cock standing at perfect attention. The lube running down the insides of his thighs is tickling and itching but he knows that Leon will take care of that really soon.

Slowly, his long legs start folding in on themselves until he is kneeling before the Champion.

Leon’s expressions softens a little at that, but not by much. He brushes over Raihan’s hair, watching as his locs spring back up perky as ever. Leon grabs his jaw. He only needs to lightly push with his thumb against Raihan’s lips before he opens easy as anything and lets his sharp teeth get touched by the Champion. His eyes are getting more glassy now, staring up at Leon reverently.

“You’re so quiet,” Leon murmurs softly. “Got nothing to say to me?”

Raihan shifts a little. He slowly lifts his arms and loosely curls them around Leon’s hips, holding on while he visibly tries to rub together his last remaining brain cells to make a coherent answer.

“Please,” he mutters.

Leon takes his fingers out of his mouth so he may speak more easily, lifting his brows in anticipation. “Please what?” he asks mildly.

“Please fuck me,” Raihan whiney. He keeps moving his hips, twisting them this way and that; trying to get a bit of stimulation against his poor, empty hole.

“Aw that’s cute.” Leon can’t help but grin. He brushes over Raihan’s head again, then takes a small step back; not enough to completely dislodge those long arms but enough to take him a little bit off balance. All his blood seems gathered in that slender, long cock of his, making it difficult for his brain to function. Or something like that.

“Go on, you know how this works.”

He watches Raihan’s brain desperately trying to remember just that while he takes yet another step back and begins to undress himself. Luckily there is not much brain power involved in cowering on the ground and lifting one’s ass up. It takes Raihan a while to coordinate his long, slender limbs but eventually he manages to eagerly push his tight little ass up into the air. There is so little meat on his body that his cheeks are already spread nice and wide, giving a delicious look at his hole; wet and open from a day of running around with a plug.

Hoping tonight will be the night Leon will take care of him. Which it is. Lucky him – Leon had considered leaving for a bit longer… but seeing those long legs in those short shorts and watching him fight in the arena knowing that his hole is clamped desperately around a plug, had gotten him all hot and bothered.

So here he is, getting naked and putting on a condom while idly walking to stand behind Raihan. Staring at that silky looking hole. He only needs to hook a finger against the rim and open it up a little more to see the dark pink insides of his intestines.

He does. He can’t get enough of Raihan. Of looking into every orifice he has and make it his own. He loves hearing the wheeze in his breathy little moans because he thinks he’s just seconds from getting his stomach stuffed with Leon’s dick.

It’s a little mean to make him wait just because of that – Leon doesn’t think anybody has an idea of his little sadistic streak… but he finds himself crouching down behind him and rimming him instead of filling him with dick. He bites those meager little asscheeks and stares at the indents his teeth have left behind. And Raihan just takes it all and mewls like a kitten.

With his own cock throbbing something fierce, Leon doesn’t keep up the little game for too long. He likes making Raihan wait – but he does not particularly enjoy forcing any boundaries on himself. Especially when it is about the Dragon type trainer. God, it’s so difficult to always reign himself in when Raihan looks so devastatingly gorgeous in whatever he does…

He gets on his feet and shuffles over him. Raihan has been around the block enough times to know exactly what is being expected of him. He arches his back, his ass sticking up lewd in the air, ready for Leon to push his cock against his open, gaping hold and just lower himself.

God, it is good to slide into Raihan. His insides are hot and grippy and working on every inch that they can get with a desperation born from too many days left high and dry by Leon.

It’s a power trip in and off itself. Having him on the other side of a phone call, panting and mewling and begging him with a voice close to tears that he shall be allowed to pump his load out. Leon doesn’t think he ever feels as alive as when he tells Raihan no.

Not even when he became the Champion. No… Raihan is his real accomplishment. He does not know exactly whether the other has ever bottomed for someone else before, but for Leon he had spread those impossibly long legs almost immediately.

He’s learned to love taking cock. In fact, he seems downright addicted to it now. All because he loves it so much when Leon gets a little bit mean and rough with him and tells him exactly how their little trysts are going to play out.

Leon throws his head back when he lowered himself as far as he can. He’s basically sitting on Raihan, his dick speared straight down into his desperately clutching hole. He stays like that for a moment, enjoying the thrill it gives him to use Raihan as his personal throne before he slowly moves up until only his tip is left in the almost painfully tight clutch of the other’s body.

As Leon begins to get into a rhythm, fucking straight down into Raihan’s trembling, hot body, he watches the other’s face; pressed against the hardwood floor, his mouth gone nice and slack. He goes almost brain dead whenever Leon finally gives him what he’s been begging for and it’s the cutest damn thing.

He leans forward some, bracing himself on Raihan’s back, and moves his hips faster. His position means that his thighs are starting to burn fast but it’s not like he isn’t used to it. He powers through, the pain radiating through his body and becoming a nice warm backdrop to the feeling of his cock getting milked by this impossibly greedy hole.

Raihan’s eyes are wide and without any thoughts behind them. His irises are practically glowing in the dim light of the room and when Leon leans forward even more to reach for his mouth, his jaw drops open ridiculously easy to let him play with his tongue and teeth again.

The position is damn awkward to fuck in but that is alright. Leon just loves getting as deep into Raihan’s guts as possible. The lube that he had squirted into himself hours ago is producing lewd squelching sounds, bubbling past the stopper of Leon’s rim and only adding to the cacophony that is skin slapping against skin and their pressed little groans of lust whenever either of them manages to have enough air in their lungs to produce something.

“Fuck… y-yeah,” Leon grits out, teeth clenched, his golden eyes fixed on Raihan and how pretty he looks when he lets his tongue get pinched between two fingers and pulled out of his mouth as far as it will go. “Take it… take my cock you slut-”

This is not him. Not really. Except that it is. His true self. The one that the public does not get to witness. The self that is not sweet smiles and rousing speeches, but the one that wants to dominate someone and fuck their brains out and make it hurt a bit in the process. The one whose brain is always running in the background, thinking of something he could to to degrade his partner just that little bit more.

The one that gets off on knowing that Raihan would probably piss himself with excitement because he’s just as depraved as Leon is.

His insides keep clenching faster and more desperately around him. He’s about to shoot his load. Leon slows down considerably. His thighs are burning and so are his lungs, but he is not yet ready to end this all.

“Don’t you come. Don’t you dare to come-” he rasps, fingers hooking into the side of Raihan’s mouth, pulling on it to try and keep him at bay for a little while longer by making it uncomfortable for him…

Only that it obviously backfires. Raihan loves this shit. Oh does he ever.

His gorgeous, luminous blue eyes roll into his skull and his insides clamp down on Leon’s cock in an iron grip. There is nothing holding him back anymore and Leon has to follow suit reluctantly while his insides are singing with euphoria.

Oh God how he loves playing with this slut.