Leorio: A Narrative Fiction

Eventually, he planted a final kiss on each and moved his ministrations lower. Both of Brett's hands moved to her waist, and he grinned up. "Think I make you scream, Elena, or should I stop? Maybe just fuck you, right now, or should how I find out how you taste? Afer he asked, he pressed his lips to her stomach, and glided his palms under her body. Brett's nails lightly raked her back, and the tight globes of her ass as he continued, planting kisses and nibbles on her stomach, and sucked the cold cube back between his lips, smiling up at

Kakashi worked the toy in and out slowly, moaning for the perverts who were watching him and lusting for him. He took the dildo and bullet out and fingered himself for a bit while he got something bigger.

“He leans down and kisses me, his fingers still moving rhythmically inside me, his thumb circling and pressing. His other hand scoops my hair off my head and holds my head in place. His tongue mirrors the actions of his fingers, claiming me. My legs begin to stiffen as I push against his hand. He gentles his hand, so I’m brought back from the brink ... I come instantly again and again, falling apart beneath him … then I’m building again … I climax anew, calling out his name.” (pg. 195, 196)

Falling forward, Tom pressed his lips against Booker’s open mouth and kissed him passionately. Removing his finger, Booker wrapped his arms around Tom’s narrow body and pulling him close, they thrust their bodies together as they continued to shudder out their release. Seconds passed, and when they were both finally spent, Tom slowed the kiss and sitting up, he trailed a finger over the seminal fluid covering Booker’s chest. “Wow,” he grinned.

A low moan sounded from above, and heartened by the response, he swirled his tongue over the tip. A burst of pre-cum bubbled over his taste buds, the mild, saliferous flavor unlike anything he’d experienced before. He grimaced as the unfamiliar taste danced over his tongue, but he soon realized it wasn’t unpleasant and he found his confidence growing. Maybe giving head wouldn’t be as bad as he first thought.

She moved closer, gently kissing his soft lips when Milano, not expecting such a reaction, groaned like a wounded animal.

With that she leaned forward as James knelt behind her. Dmitry reached inside her nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube. He tossed the oil to James so he could apply it to his dick.

Jada was now moving rapidly onto his mouth. Her orgasm was right there upon her. She called out his name over and over. As she did that she propelled into a forceful climax. She said his name brokenly as she let go. Jada then leans forward and then falls over to the side of the

Soon though he continued, slowly he pressed forward, his grip secure on Amaimon's scalp and jaw as he pulled the earth king's mouth onto him, stuffing him full once more. He sighed, still sensitive from having already cum, but it didn't stop him, he'd get hard again soon enough. A chill ran up his spine, the warmth of his brother's mouth around him sublime and intoxicating. Sure enough his length twitched as he began to stiffen again. "Mmm," a low rumbling rose in his chest as he held Amaimon's face securely, pulling his head back, then forward, back, then forward. He was spent from his vigorous thrusting from before, his breathing not even fully under control, so for a few moments his movements were slow, not gentle, but not too harsh at least in comparison to the events of

Tom’s cock jutted proudly out in front of him, the tip glistening with precum and is taut thighs trembled as he rocked his hips forward and backward with growing momentum.

Coated in her spit and saliva, his cock throbbed and pulsed with an arousal greater than the man could ever recall, and he groaned when, access to her pussy gained, he hooked his hands under Lila's armpits, wrenched her shoulders further behind her back, and slammed his entire length inside her. The force of that initial thrust almost split her in half, but was still only a precursor of what was to

He lightly blew warm air on Elena's as-yet barely touched, clit and lifted his head from between her thighs to lock eyes with her. "Unless you plan on begging me to make you come, and I might oblige." He smiled, in a position of full control now ; if only Elena didn't notice that notice that, having just released, Brett already sported another throbbing rock-hard erection and would soon be aching to come again

He complied, moving his hands up to her shoulders, gripping them, he rammed in and out of her harder than he ever had, but worried he might hurt her. Yet as he felt her orgasm grip him and Joan screamed out his name as she’d never done before, he figured it couldn’t be so bad. With a few more deep thrusts, he found his own release.

Kurapika whimpered, arching lithely off the couch, his desperate, clutching fingers gathering up double-fistfuls of Leorio’s dress shirt. Leorio sighed happily, before folding down the hem of his boxers just enough to expose the sharp angles of Kurapika’s hipbones and the first downy tufts of dark-blond pubic hair covering his groin. And then Leorio was kissing him, again, following the V-shaped cut of his lower abdominals with his lips, one hand tirelessly teasing his nipples, the other circling around him to caress the small of his

Lust drummed through our systems. Kylar’s body hovered over mine as his lips set on mine, hungrily demanding with such a fierce passion as I withered under him, his knees had been placed either side of me caging me under him, his lips left mine to close on the skin of my neck. My head rolled back on its own accord as a loud moan left my lips, hands travelling down his chest before wrapping around his neck loosely, nails lightly pressing into his skin as I tried to resist squirming due to his attention.