[ He actually very likely would have since Vil didn't exactly look like he's going to bed like this.
(Did he doll up just a little? It's a lot more subtle and casual but never let it be said he isn't beautiful even when relaxed!)
He quickly shuts the balcony door and the curtains, before turning around to face him. Of all the— ugh!! Almost immediately, he lifts his hand with his magic pen to have Leona's shoes and his own parked to the side of the door, before setting it back and grabbing him by the front of his outfit. ]
You didn't say where or how.
[ He doesn't wait, though, pushing his fingers into Leona's hair and tugging his head close to kiss him roughly— maybe he's just looking to get the relief they had to abandon earlier.
Or maybe he actually missed him? One could dream. ]
[ Better not to think about it at all— this is just them getting relief. Let's just ignore that Vil would have easily slapped off anyone and thrown them if they got into his space uninvited.
So Leona is being invited, then. He is being tugged up against himself and he is having his position switched to pin him up against the nearest wall while Vil cups his face and kisses him with a ravenous heat building. His knee pushing between his legs.
[ Damn his adorable purring, and the way he kisses him that feels so good and right!
He is just as riled up as he's being encouraged to be, and he looks into Leona's intense green eyes as he feels himself shivering from their closeness. His own hands press against the sides of his head, breaths shaking as he continues to gently knead up his thigh against Leona's groin.
Before he can stop himself, he's kissing him again, this time reaching up for Leona's jacket and pushing it down over his arms before reaching for his shirt to tug it off. If they're not going to be interrupted then he doesn't intend to waste the opportunity, though he only breaks the kisses to help undress him while returning back to roughly biting at his mouth and pulling him in as he breaks the kiss to move to gently bite the side of Leona's exposed neck. ]
[ He knows just how to keep him riled too. He smirks a little into their kisses. Breaking only to undress. They weren’t being this civil then last time, he knows that for certain.
He takes a sharp breath in at the bite, and it causes a low and dangerous laugh to leave him.]
What are you, a kitten? I know you can bite harder than that.
[He grabs his hair, shoving his face back into his neck. ]
[ He was being respectful and not biting hard enough to leave a mark! Though his skin feels so good under the press of his teeth, and the way Leona smells is— like being outside, in the open.
He grabs the back of his head to kiss a line down his jaw and throat, moving his hand down his front and feeling across Leona's built form. For someone who sleeps all day long, he's so fit...
He grabs his belt and at the same time bites harder into the side of Leona's neck, while gripping him through the groin to add to the stimulation.
The way he moves under his touch is intoxicating and he likes the thought of him being the one to do it. ]
[ He does hate the thought that he's playing right into Leona's paws but at the same time- it's not so bad either.
He's getting what he wants and he didn't even know he wanted it.
Though those sounds are cute... he wants to hear more of them and he slides his free hand up to his chest, teasing along the shape of it while his hand at his groin undoes his trousers and slides his hand in to grab his cock in his palm, stroking it. ]
That's a cute expression on you. Let me see more of it.
[ He'll lick over where he hit to soothe it a bit. ]
But he doesn't resist the kiss, though this time he's prepared, roughly kissing him back and inhaling as he does and continuing to stroke him before suddenly pulling back and biting at Leona's lower lip to tug and release with a snap. ]
Pants off.
[ He's impatient and just going to use his magic to whisk his pants off and fling them over to the bed, leaving Leona in his underwear and pushing him back against the wall while urging their groins together, kissing him heatedly again and stroking him through his pants. ]
... Seven... you're so worked up.
[ Biting his shoulder as he pumps him against his clothed groin. ]
[He would gladly shed his pants himself if Vil wasn’t already doing it for him. Leona is lazy at heart, so being slightly spoiled in this regard isn’t so bad. Honestly. ]
H-hah, so are you.
[ Leona has height on his side, so he’s dunk his head to press kisses to the back of Vil’s neck, teeth scraping with intention. He’s going to bite him once he finds a perfect spot to do it in.]
You had better, not, back down.
[ He sucks a sharp breath in. Pushing his hips into that hand.]
[ Damnit, it feels so good when he goes to the back of his neck. It's especially easy because his hair is tied up and he's dressed light— he trembles at the feeling of his teeth and continues to pump Leona in his underwear before squeezing around him. ]
Wasn't... planning on it...
[ Almost instantly he moves to Leona's side and behind him, fingers reaching down to pump him again and this time biting down on his exposed shoulder. With Leona's back against his chest, he has access to his neck and shoulder, which he'll bite eagerly, sucking the skin between his teeth while having Leona lean sideways against the wall. ]
You're cuter like this, Kingscholar. I can go much further if you want.
[ If the way his own arousal pressing into Leona's lower back wasn't an indication enough. ]
[Later, Vil will find and discover a pretty distinctive mark on the lower back of his neck. He’s going to leave him to wonder about it too. Payback for manhandling him like this!
He isn’t sure where Schoenheit got to thinking he could be the one doing this to Leona. But that’s what he gets for letting him get away with this, and for underestimating his strength. He lets out a long sigh.]
Tell me, what do you want?
[ There is a distinctive growl, not so much a roar. He won’t roar and give them away right now. At the very least he’s standing strong, not faltering even being stimulated like this.]
[ He's glad for all those years of acting that allow him to keep his composure even though his heart is racing. It's cute that Leona has suddenly ended up in the position of prey now, and he kisses over the back of his shoulder while sliding the hand not on his cock down his chest and towards his tail which he gives a gentle stroke. ]
Lean against the wall, Kingscholar. I need to prepare you.
[ That is— almost a cute response, but he smirks at that as he lifts his head and gives the side of Leona's ear a nip. ]
That should be my line.
[ He immediately reaches out to summon a lotion bottle from his dresser— one he uses for his hands, as a moisturiser to keep them supple. He has it tip over in midair onto his fingers and he gives Leona's cock a squeeze. ]
Relax for me. I'm going to put my fingers in now.
[ And he'll give his ear a little suck as he begins to prepare Leona for what he plans to do. ]
[The ear flicks, and he pays close attention to what Vil uses.
Haaaah, he cares enough to use his expensive creams? Thoughtful, he thinks. He groans at the squeeze on his cock, still wondering how it ended up this way. ]
Fuck, V— [He cuts himself off quickly, can’t break now!!! ]— Schoenheit!
[ Don't pay attention to what he uses it's not like he cares or anything!!
His fingers continue to move and slick within him, angling to find that spot within that will make him tremble and once he's slicked him enough, he runs his tongue across the edge of Leona's ear. ]
You're cuter like this, Kingscholar. It makes me want to tease you even more.
[ He hooks his finger and aims in on purpose, wanting to make him shiver and pulls it out before carefully sliding down his own trousers. ]
Relax for me. I don't want you to hurt.
[ He slicks himself too, already having looked up how to do this and it's not like he hasn't practiced at times on himself. Not that anyone needs to know that.
Pressing up against Leona's rear now, and lifting his leg for a better angle to enter him with— and sliding in slowly. ]
[ Or does he care? It'd be rich if he did. Leona won't hold his breath, the two of them have been rivals forever. Always biting at each other. If they're gonna fuck, it's gotta be the same thing, right?
Right? ]
Pushin' yer luck right now. Callin' me cute. You ain't gettin' away with that one forever.
[ He chokes, and shivers at the curve in his fingers. Then again at the cruel removal. How dare he! It's only when he feels Vil's cock does he tense up and then relax again when he's told to breathe.
Vil is suuuper going to pay for making Leona follow his instructions so thoroughly. ]
[ He's going to take all the advantage he can. Especially when he has the upper hand here, though he does slide in and let Leona adjust to the feeling of his size before pulling out and pushing in again, kissing the back of his shoulder. ]
Move with me.
[ Leona has a good sense of balance and he's going to continue to pump him now that he's fully exposed, while thrusting into him in tandem.
Damnit. He feels so good around him and Vil has to be careful not to be too rough. ]
... nnh! You're squeezing around me, Kingscholar. Relax...!
[ There is a small part of him that absolutely despises the fact that this feels good. But in like, the weirdest and most conflicted way possible. Had Leona fought more, thought more even...he would be the one fucking Vil right now.
It is what it is, though.
He growls, unrestrained. Much more and he might be heard. ]
Y...yer not the one with a dick up yer ass right now, are ya?
[ Crude, but true. But there goes his speech again, drawled out, pulled deep within his chest. ]
[ He is trying to make it as comfortable for Leona as possible. Even now— as he finds a rhythm with his body, he keeps his strokes timed so that his pleasure can be split between both. ]
I wouldn't want to hurt you, ever.
[ He whispers it but with Leona's hearing, he's sure to hear it. He pulls out and thrusts in again, and as he begins to catch his pace, he hooks Leona's leg up properly to keep him balanced between the wall and himself and bites down along the side of his neck as he leaves a mark that Will be seen now... sorry Leona. ]
Don't hold your voice back... I've enchanted my room to keep sounds in.
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(Did he doll up just a little? It's a lot more subtle and casual but never let it be said he isn't beautiful even when relaxed!)
He quickly shuts the balcony door and the curtains, before turning around to face him. Of all the— ugh!! Almost immediately, he lifts his hand with his magic pen to have Leona's shoes and his own parked to the side of the door, before setting it back and grabbing him by the front of his outfit. ]
You didn't say where or how.
[ He doesn't wait, though, pushing his fingers into Leona's hair and tugging his head close to kiss him roughly— maybe he's just looking to get the relief they had to abandon earlier.
Or maybe he actually missed him? One could dream. ]
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Leona won’t say he cares. He won’t say it. Even if he might. It’s hard to tell with him. ]
You had an invite to my dorm room, clearly.
[ He kisses back just as heated. ]
Where the fuck you gettin’ off kissing me like you care about me? Huh?
[ He is gonna call it out right now, to clear the air maybe? He doesn’t know. ]
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[ Because Leona certainly kept going with the kiss there even when he reminded him he didn't have to if he didn't want it.
He did want it... both of them did. And in response, he keeps their faces close, shaking from the excitement of doing this at all. ]
I told you... not do if you didn't care. And we still...
[ Is this something he wants to discuss at all right now. ]
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[ If they think, they’ll be apt to talk about feelings. They don’t need to talk about feelings. Not right now, possibly not ever.
Nope!
He drags Vil into another kiss. A low growl following it.
He did this because he cares, probably.]
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So Leona is being invited, then. He is being tugged up against himself and he is having his position switched to pin him up against the nearest wall while Vil cups his face and kisses him with a ravenous heat building. His knee pushing between his legs.
When he breaks away to breathe, he hisses— ]
... I don't want to be interrupted this time.
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He shifts his legs apart to accommodate that.
His hands go into Vil’s hair again, keeping them nose to nose. ]
We won’t be.
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He is just as riled up as he's being encouraged to be, and he looks into Leona's intense green eyes as he feels himself shivering from their closeness. His own hands press against the sides of his head, breaths shaking as he continues to gently knead up his thigh against Leona's groin.
Before he can stop himself, he's kissing him again, this time reaching up for Leona's jacket and pushing it down over his arms before reaching for his shirt to tug it off. If they're not going to be interrupted then he doesn't intend to waste the opportunity, though he only breaks the kisses to help undress him while returning back to roughly biting at his mouth and pulling him in as he breaks the kiss to move to gently bite the side of Leona's exposed neck. ]
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He takes a sharp breath in at the bite, and it causes a low and dangerous laugh to leave him.]
What are you, a kitten? I know you can bite harder than that.
[He grabs his hair, shoving his face back into his neck. ]
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[ He was being respectful and not biting hard enough to leave a mark! Though his skin feels so good under the press of his teeth, and the way Leona smells is— like being outside, in the open.
He grabs the back of his head to kiss a line down his jaw and throat, moving his hand down his front and feeling across Leona's built form. For someone who sleeps all day long, he's so fit...
He grabs his belt and at the same time bites harder into the side of Leona's neck, while gripping him through the groin to add to the stimulation.
The way he moves under his touch is intoxicating and he likes the thought of him being the one to do it. ]
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Also just because he sleeps doesn’t mean he doesn’t work out! Rude!
Even a man of Leona’s stature and seemingly unbreakable demeanor…easily make noises when being stimulated. ]
Fuck, that’s more like it. Shit—
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He's getting what he wants and he didn't even know he wanted it.
Though those sounds are cute... he wants to hear more of them and he slides his free hand up to his chest, teasing along the shape of it while his hand at his groin undoes his trousers and slides his hand in to grab his cock in his palm, stroking it. ]
That's a cute expression on you. Let me see more of it.
[ He'll lick over where he hit to soothe it a bit. ]
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Leona can’t complain. He didn’t know he wanted this but…he wanted this more than he realized.
The sounds he lets slip are more primal in nature. Growls mixed within his moans.]
Fuck.
[ He had to have some measure of control, so he takes Vil by the back of his head and pulls his hair back, to kiss him hard and unforgiving.
Play with the lion, get his claws.]
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But he doesn't resist the kiss, though this time he's prepared, roughly kissing him back and inhaling as he does and continuing to stroke him before suddenly pulling back and biting at Leona's lower lip to tug and release with a snap. ]
Pants off.
[ He's impatient and just going to use his magic to whisk his pants off and fling them over to the bed, leaving Leona in his underwear and pushing him back against the wall while urging their groins together, kissing him heatedly again and stroking him through his pants. ]
... Seven... you're so worked up.
[ Biting his shoulder as he pumps him against his clothed groin. ]
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H-hah, so are you.
[ Leona has height on his side, so he’s dunk his head to press kisses to the back of Vil’s neck, teeth scraping with intention. He’s going to bite him once he finds a perfect spot to do it in.]
You had better, not, back down.
[ He sucks a sharp breath in. Pushing his hips into that hand.]
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Wasn't... planning on it...
[ Almost instantly he moves to Leona's side and behind him, fingers reaching down to pump him again and this time biting down on his exposed shoulder. With Leona's back against his chest, he has access to his neck and shoulder, which he'll bite eagerly, sucking the skin between his teeth while having Leona lean sideways against the wall. ]
You're cuter like this, Kingscholar. I can go much further if you want.
[ If the way his own arousal pressing into Leona's lower back wasn't an indication enough. ]
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He isn’t sure where Schoenheit got to thinking he could be the one doing this to Leona. But that’s what he gets for letting him get away with this, and for underestimating his strength. He lets out a long sigh.]
Tell me, what do you want?
[ There is a distinctive growl, not so much a roar. He won’t roar and give them away right now. At the very least he’s standing strong, not faltering even being stimulated like this.]
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[ He's glad for all those years of acting that allow him to keep his composure even though his heart is racing. It's cute that Leona has suddenly ended up in the position of prey now, and he kisses over the back of his shoulder while sliding the hand not on his cock down his chest and towards his tail which he gives a gentle stroke. ]
Lean against the wall, Kingscholar. I need to prepare you.
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Be a lazy prince is winning out right now. So he huffs, leaning against the wall. His tail wrapping around Vil’s wrist.]
Don’t get used to ordering me around, got it?
[ He peeks behind him, intense eyes watching Vil’s every single movement.]
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That should be my line.
[ He immediately reaches out to summon a lotion bottle from his dresser— one he uses for his hands, as a moisturiser to keep them supple. He has it tip over in midair onto his fingers and he gives Leona's cock a squeeze. ]
Relax for me. I'm going to put my fingers in now.
[ And he'll give his ear a little suck as he begins to prepare Leona for what he plans to do. ]
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Haaaah, he cares enough to use his expensive creams? Thoughtful, he thinks. He groans at the squeeze on his cock, still wondering how it ended up this way. ]
Fuck, V— [He cuts himself off quickly, can’t break now!!! ]— Schoenheit!
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His fingers continue to move and slick within him, angling to find that spot within that will make him tremble and once he's slicked him enough, he runs his tongue across the edge of Leona's ear. ]
You're cuter like this, Kingscholar. It makes me want to tease you even more.
[ He hooks his finger and aims in on purpose, wanting to make him shiver and pulls it out before carefully sliding down his own trousers. ]
Relax for me. I don't want you to hurt.
[ He slicks himself too, already having looked up how to do this and it's not like he hasn't practiced at times on himself. Not that anyone needs to know that.
Pressing up against Leona's rear now, and lifting his leg for a better angle to enter him with— and sliding in slowly. ]
Breathe in and exhale.
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Right? ]
Pushin' yer luck right now. Callin' me cute. You ain't gettin' away with that one forever.
[ He chokes, and shivers at the curve in his fingers. Then again at the cruel removal. How dare he! It's only when he feels Vil's cock does he tense up and then relax again when he's told to breathe.
Vil is suuuper going to pay for making Leona follow his instructions so thoroughly. ]
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Move with me.
[ Leona has a good sense of balance and he's going to continue to pump him now that he's fully exposed, while thrusting into him in tandem.
Damnit. He feels so good around him and Vil has to be careful not to be too rough. ]
... nnh! You're squeezing around me, Kingscholar. Relax...!
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It is what it is, though.
He growls, unrestrained. Much more and he might be heard. ]
Y...yer not the one with a dick up yer ass right now, are ya?
[ Crude, but true. But there goes his speech again, drawled out, pulled deep within his chest. ]
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I wouldn't want to hurt you, ever.
[ He whispers it but with Leona's hearing, he's sure to hear it. He pulls out and thrusts in again, and as he begins to catch his pace, he hooks Leona's leg up properly to keep him balanced between the wall and himself and bites down along the side of his neck as he leaves a mark that Will be seen now... sorry Leona. ]
Don't hold your voice back... I've enchanted my room to keep sounds in.
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