Patreon Compilation – Fic#98 – Raihan/Leon – best friends fucking for the first time – BFFs

Leon loves how feral Raihan tends to become. It happens most often during their matches out in the stadiums, but it is not limited to those.

Sometimes he shows his fangs when they’re at his flat in Hammerlocke and they play some video games.

Or when they get a bit drunk and Raihan tries too much to impress him, getting wild with his raunchy stories just to have Leon laugh or be shocked.

He plays along. He’s not quite as clueless as people tend to think he is, though he likes to think that he is a good dude. He doesn’t take advantage of Raihan whenever he passes out against his shoulder or on his lap; no matter how tempting it is to spread his long, skinny legs and tickle his little hole because he’s only wearing a slutty jockstrap beneath his shorts.

Leon doesn’t do that stuff. But he can dream about it, yeah? Just sit down after a long day, take off his heavy cape and rub one out to the thought of Raihan’s long legs and piercing eyes. His crooked, lazy grin.

Those sharp teeth of his that make him look more like a dragon than anything else.

Raihan has been his best friend for so, so long… it’s a bit embarrassing how much Leon just wants him. wrestle him down on the ground and hold him by the shoulders. Feel him growl and hiss and writhe as he tries to get the Champion off of him.

He’s pretty sure he would win in a match. He’s used to fighting through Hopp; Raihan isn’t. He’s an only child. A spoiled little brat when it comes down to it. He doesn’t know how to buck Leon off or twist his finger to get him to stop.

Raihan is tall and hits the gym as often as he can make himself care enough for it, but he has no flesh on his bones, really. Leon is a lot heavier than he. He’d have it easy to pin him down and slowly grind on him… let him feel that he wants to be much much more than just bestest friends…

Leon sees his chance when everything seems to just fall together. They are drinking and playing video games, and the more Raihan loses the more agitated he becomes. They’re pretty evenly matched, but his agitation makes him sloppy. He digs his elbow more than once into Leon’s ribcage, and he knows it’ll leave a nasty bruise come morning.

Leon is not sure when exactly it starts to get more actual fight-y and less virtual fight-y, but he’ll always be able to remember in perfect clarity how it had felt to grab Raihan and throw him to the ground. How it felt to sit down on his hips for the first time and hold him where he wants him to be while the dragon is fighting tooth and nail.

Their Pokémon watch them in quiet amazement as their trainers are the ones getting dirty for once. It is fun and game for about ten seconds before Raihan begins to make low little sounds of frustration, trying harder and harder to shake Leon off.

“Get off of me… get off!” he exclaims breathlessly when nothing seems to work. Leon can’t help but laugh into his face.

“You’re too hesitant, buddy! I thought you were a dragon and not a wooloo!” He stares at him, panting, body hot from alcohol and excitement. He is painfully aware of sitting right on Raihan’s cock.

Raihan opens his mouth, probably to argue or something, his sharp fangs glistening in the light of the telly. Leon moves before he thinks about it much. He shoves the edge of his palm between Raihan’s jaw and digs his fingers into his cheeks.

Raihan’s face goes slack in surprise. Leon can feel the hesitant flutter of a wet, warm tongue against his palm. It has his heart rate spike up considerably.

“Why don’t you bite me, dragon?” he rasps in a low voice, deliberately pressing his skin into the fangs. God, they feel so good… He can just imagine how it would be to have Raihan bite him over and over as he got fucked and filled into overstimulation…

Raihan looks at him like he lost his mind. There’s a flush visible beneath his dark skin. Leon has never seen anything so enticing.

When nothing happens, he slowly pulls his hand away again. Raihan keeps lying there, mouth wide open, panting, staring at him with his bright blue eyes.

“...Leon…?” he murmurs eventually; so soft and unsure… so unlike him.

Leon licks his lips and pushed along by alcohol blurts: “Want to fool around?”

.o.

They do a lot more than fool around. Leon has a feeling that Raihan is pretty overwhelmed by the concept of his friend fucking, but his long, slender cock is slippery with need and so damn hot in Leon’s fist that he thinks it would be a lot meaner not to go through with this, really.

Raihan has a tiny ass with tight cheeks that are easily palmed apart by Leon’s large hands. He’s wanted to take the jockstrap off, but Leon told him to keep it on. It is stupidly hot to see the white straps framing his gorgeous little ass.

Raihan’s hole looks so soft and vulnerable, it makes Leon wonder just how many of his raunchy stories are made up and how many are embellished. There’s no way this little slit is getting fucked twice a week in one of the clubs downtown.

He doesn’t call him out on it; it’s not that big of a deal anyway.

He does lean down and tongue the little muscle, though; nice and wet, with generous lashes of his tongue that have Raihan singing in a few seconds, long limbs flailing as he tries to do… Leon isn’t quite sure.

He might be getting lost on the smallest of errands, but he sure knows his way around a tasty little cunt like Raihan’s.

At first he wants to fuck him from behind, but as he stares at the back of Raihan’s shoulders getting progressively more flushed, he realizes that he won’t be able to see his face that way.

So he flips him around.

Raihan stares up at him with his blue, blue eyes. He looks blitzed out and nothing has really happened yet.

He stares at Leon’s cock hanging out of his leggins after he pulled them beneath his balls, mouth going slack. He must not have anticipated the kind of heat Leon is packing. That’s okay. It doesn’t matter. He’ll get him acquainted in a second.

Leon slicks his cock with a package of lube he’s still had in his pockets. He then leans down and kisses Raihan because he looks so damn cute and he just can’t not do it.

He grabs his jaw and digs his fingers into the hinge until Raihan whines and opens up wide all on his own. Lets Leon tongue fuck his helpless mouth and lick at his sharp fangs.

Damn, they’re so hot… he can’t wait getting his cock in there. Watch Raihan try his best to slip his throat over his cock like a sleeve while not nicking him with those canines.

He keeps him nice and distracted while fitting the tip of his cock into his little hole. All that lube makes it a nice and silky glide, but Raihan still flinches a little when the crown pops in completely.

Leon pulls back and stops making him keep his mouth open to stare at him up close. His hair is all around them; a curtain keeping them nice and alone in their little world as he starts to move in slow, rocking motions.

“You feel so good, Rai…” he whispers. “You’re so tight and slippery…”

Raihan stars up at him, eyes glassy. he seems to struggle with wrapping his head around the fact that they’re suddenly on his floor and fucking instead of still playing their game. Leon groans low when he bottoms out, cock flexing inside Raihan.

Yeah.. yeah, he might loose his way every now and then, but he definitely knows how to fuck. It’s not difficult, after all. He rolls his hips, and Raihan’s mouth opens again, tongue nearly lolling.

Leon sits up on his knees, hands on Raihan’s slim hips. The dragon tamer is so tall it is easy to not see just how… thin he is. How vulnerable. Leon feels like he could snap him in two if he wanted to.

He lifts him a bit higher and starts to speed up the rhythm; it has Raihan wheezing, back arching and head pushing back against the floor.

“S-So deep… Leon-”

Leon grins. He reaches out and presses against Raihan’s chest to get him to lie down flat. He wants to see his mouth as he fucks him up nice.

“Hold still, alright? I’ll give it to you good if you do…”

Raihan nods dumb, staring at him without blinking, fingers slowly curling and uncurling as he waits for the real fun to begin. Leon stuffs two fingers into his mouth, slip sliding them against his tongue and staring at those sharp fangs as he starts to really lay into him.

God, they could have done this all so much earlier… oh well… better late than never...