Warnings: Pinning, dirty talking, marking, biting, scratching, hair pulling, clothes ripping??, begging, oral (female receiving), fingering, manhandling  Dom themes, sub themes, vague overstimulation, multiple orgasms, unmentioned protected penetration, (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT!!!)

I look down at Leon, who sits on the edge of his bed. The battle for Champion had long since ended and now I'm to deal with the aftermath. "Leon," I whisper, pushing my fingers through his hair. The man looks up at me, hands on my hip and pulling me closer. I continue to rake my hands through his hair, pushing his hat off his head and tossing it aside. I pull at the cape on his shoulders and toss it somewhere else before continuing to thread my fingers into his hair. Leaving him as just Leon, not Former Champion Leon.

"You're still my Champion, you know that? And even more, you're my king." I whisper, leaning down and pressing my forehead to his. Leon doesn't say anything as he flips us over, the air being knocked out of me when my back hits the bed. Leon's golden eyes hard, but shining with glint, my mouth falls open. I've only seen that look a select few times, all fleeting and barely there, but happened often enough I know it wasn't my head playing tricks on me.

"I want you," He rasps, voice deep and mellow, "I want you in ways we've never done before." He continues. Leon's tongue swipes against his lips, there's a small part of him that's pleading, begging for another chance to prove himself. To reclaim the honor and pride he lost today. "You can have me Leon," I whisper to him, knowing I can make him feel better, knowing that he needs this.

"I won't be gentle, can't, not with the way I want you." He murmurs softly, always so careful to give me a warning and a chance to back out. "Whatever my champion wants, whatever my king desires." I coo up at him, something about my words makes Leon snap. His lips crash down to mine consuming them with heat and aggression, I moan feeling his teeth bite into my lip. He doesn't miss a beat to shove his tongue into my mouth, claiming it as his and his alone.

My hands wander up his arms, only being able to meet his shoulders before his hands find mine, his hands grasp them before shoving them up above my head. Pressing them into the mattress, a warning of sorts, telling me not to move them before he leaves them there. His hands then find my blouse, taking hold of the fabric before pulling, the buttons ripping off and flying every other direction. My jaw drops, "Lee!" I gasp, but he doesn't respond.

The only reaction I get out of him is him proceeding to drag his tongue over my newly barred skin. My legs tense under his body when I feel his teeth find home in the skin, "Lee, can't have marks!" I remind. "Don't care," He grunts, my eyes go wide at his answer, "Leon!" I chide. "Did I fucking stutter?" He snaps, my mouth shuts tightly at his tone, "I thought so," He huffs before sinking his teeth back into my skin. I let out a whine and pull at the bed sheets, "Lee," I call, once again the man didn't answer but I tense up when I felt his hands find my skirt. "Leon," I plead, begging him not to rip this too, but it's too late. Leon's arms strain with force as a very firm rip tears through the room, I bite down my lip, to keep from commenting.

"Turn around," He orders, "Leon," I try again, "Turn. Around." He orders slowly. I do as he says and twist my body around under him, to lay on my stomach. Leon's hands pull the blouse off my shoulders and what's left of my skirt off my legs, I shiver feeling his fingers trace up my back. Only to yelp when his hand takes hold of my hair, I follow the pull of his fist as he lifts from the bed. My back pressing against his still clothed chest, soft breathes escape me when he reaches around and cups both my breasts in his hands.

I lean my head back against his shoulder, the position slightly arching my chest into his hands and the sight makes him groan. Leon's fingers brush against the top of my bra ready to dip inside, but Leon's track record thus far tells me he might rip this off too. "Lee, please don't." I beg, "Don't what?" He chuckles against the skin of my shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to it before sinking his teeth into it. I hiss at the sensation, "Don't rip my bra." I beg breathlessly.

"You said I could have you however I wanted you. Anything for your champion, anything for you king." He quotes, "And your Champion, your King, wants you like this." He grunts pulling at my bra until it tears right between the cups, he pulls the ruined fabric off before cupping the bare flesh. A small moan escapes both of us as he pinches at my nipples. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry my King," I whisper, playing into what he wants. Leon hums, "That's better," He smirks.

His hands fall from my breasts to my underwear where he sinks one hand into the fabric. Doesn't even warn me before he's thrusting his fingers into my opening, My mouth falls open as a cry rips out. "Fuck!" I hiss, his fingers doing nothing to hold back as they pump inside of me. My body leaning forward in hopes to accommodate them better but Leon's free hands hold me against his chest.

"Stay right where I put you and don't you dare move." He growls into my ear, promptly pushing his fingers into the soft bundle of nerves inside of me. I screech and my legs tremble, threatening to give out from holding me up. One hand flies down to grip the arm of the hand he has in between my legs. "You're always so prim and proper aren't you (y/n)?" he chuckles against the skin of my throat, I feel the hairs of his beard scrap against my shoulder, "I can't wait to fuck it right out of you." He groans.

I moan at the idea, despite my own inner self embarrassment, Leon smirks at the compliance when he feels me clench around his fingers. The heat in my stomach flares, coiling up tight as the fingers inside of me works my body up. "Are you going to come?" He muses, fingers now working twice as hard to get me there. "Yes," I hiss, my free hand fisting his shirt behind me as the other digs my nails into the skin of his arm. "I want you to cum for me, come for your king." He rumbles deeply, pressing his fingers into the soft spot inside me, my legs shake as the coil snaps like a rubber band.

Heat flushing my body as I cum around Leon fingers, shaking legs trembling under Leon's. I take one deep breath before Leon let's me fall face first back onto the mattress, I continue to try to gather myself while Leon shuffles around behind me. It isn't until I feel his hands on me again do I find the strength to look back. Leon, still partly dressed in his shirt and underwear, pulls my underwear off in one tug.

With me now bare to him he positions me at the head of the bed, still on my stomach. "Wanna please you." I call back to him, lifting myself to turn over, however Leon's palm meets the center of shoulder blades before promptly pushing me back down. "You can please me by doing what I say, don't move again or there will be consequences." He warns as he mounts himself over the top of me, legs now pinned under him to keep me from going anywhere.

I felt his cock press against my ass, and the weight it held made me shiver. I had no idea Leon could get this worked up. I guess he could control himself better than I imagined. I inhale sharply feeling him press the tip to my entrance, I let out a cry and grip the pillow in front of me as he starts to stretch me open. Leon lets out a deep throaty groan as he does so, slowly leaning forward as he sinks deeper. By the time his hips meet my backside Leon leans over the top of me, hands pressing into the mattress at my shoulders to keep him from fully crushing me.

A silent scream rips through me as he makes the first thrust, the bed frame smacking into the wall from power alone. I clutch the pillow like a lifeline as Leon uses that same pace to continue, cries leaving my mouth every time he strikes against a bundle of nerves inside of me. Leon letting out heavy breathes and deep growls from behind me, the heavy pool of heat getting deeper and deeper.

I scream feeling Leon's cock hit my womb, stuffing my face into the pillow muffling it slightly. But I gasp as it's suddenly ripped away and tosses across the room, "I want to hear you," He rasps down at me, voice raw and demanding. "I want to hear you say my name over and over again. And once you think you've said it loud enough, I want you to scream it." He demands thrusting roughly at the end of each sentence. The head board thumping to punctuate along with it.

"I want to hear how good I make you feel. Show me how good your King can please you." He continues, and despite how commanding and domineering his words sound, I hear a slight desperation to them.

Before I could follow through with his request, my orgasm takes me by my throat, coil snapping as my body flushes out so hard my vision spots. Breathing becomes non-existent, but I'm somehow still alive after it all. My body vibrates against Leon's but isn't done. He removes himself from over the top of me, only to flip me over onto my back. My chest heaves up and down as I watch Leon pull his shirt off, chest still decorated in purples and blue spots from the event three days earlier.

Leon spreads my legs and slides himself right back inside me, looming over me as he sinks in. My hands fly up to take him by his neck, I pull him down to my lips, Leon responded kindly for the first time tonight by kissing back full force. Teeth, tongues, and lips clashing at random. Leon is the first to pull away, heaving as he pulls my hands from his neck and pinning them above my head. Instead of pulling them away he slips his hands into mine and holds them, using them as an anchor as he supports himself to hover above me.

My mouth open as I gasp with every thrust of his hips, "Leon!" I call breathlessly. "Leon," I cry, his golden eyes stare down at me, soaking up the sight of me laid out under him. His name leaves my lips every other thrust of his hips, legs shaking as the tight coil returns. A sob breaks from my throat, my hands gripping his tightly. Something in Leon softens, his hands leave mine as one goes to hold himself up while the other brushes against my cheek. My hands, now free to move, wrap around him. Nails digging into his back as I cling to him desperately, Leon hisses, but his thrusts get harder. The bed frame banging violently and shaking the whole bed in recoil.

The coil on my stomach twists so tight it's almost painful. Tears slipped from my eyes as I continued to hold onto him and sink my nails into skin. "Gonna cum." I whimper, my legs around Leon's waist shaking violently. "Come for me! Come for your Galarian King!" He snarls, snapping his hips into mine, As his aggressive behavior returns. Leon's name left my lips in a scream when the coil finally snaps, my nails dragging down his back as my vision blurs. I can hear Leon curse, hips pushing in with one violent thrust before stilling. A small sob leaves my lips, as my head clears, yet unknowing how to react just yet. Leon shushes me fingers gently pushing away messy strands of hair that stick to my face in sweat, body pressing against mine. "I love you," He rasps, head falling against my chest. I breathe deeply, raising my hand and carding my fingers through his hair, "I love you too." I croak out. 

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