𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝑲𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅𝒚| ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 2

Pheromone Falling| Smut

Between Leon heading off nearly every month for a new mission, and then coming back and mentally dealing with it all, there wasn't much room for intimacy in our relationship these days.

Not that I'm angry about it, I can understand why Leon would be so distant and unable to connect during something that's supposed to be meaningful and touching, but still...

I miss not having to meet my own needs.

Until I found a solution. I spent weeks debating whether to buy it or not, thinking that it was a form of cheating the 'reality' of our relationship and bond, but then again if the stuff actually worked it would still technically be Leon choosing to touch me again.

That's how I ended up with some sort of pheromone perfume. Filled into a tiny bottle and a cute pink bow, this perfume was advertised to attract the opposite sex like a beacon, making them desperate and wild. The reviews said it was perfect for spicing things up when home has been lackluster, and it definitely has been.

One evening, when Leon's taking a shower from having come back from a mission only the day before, I spray a few puffs of the perfume onto my neck, ankles and dress, in hopes that maybe Leon might smell it. I sniff myself, but all I can vaguely smell is a sweet-ish scent, definitely nothing strong or enticing.

Just as I'm done, Leon comes out of the bathroom, steam trailing behind him. He's dressed in some grey sweatpants, no shirt, and his hair lightly dripping water down said bare chest. My mouth waters as I stare, between my legs flutters as his eyes zero in on me. For a second I swear his nostrils flare, and his eyes darken.

"New perfume baby?" He asks casually, walking over to me and grabbing my hips from behind. I shake my head, keeping my secret and playing it cool.

"Nope, just the regular kind." I smile, then turn away from him and walk into the living room. Leon follows me closely, his nose always pointing in my direction as if he can't get enough of the smell. I still play it off, forcing myself to not jump his bones I instead begin tidying up a little, uselessly fluffing up the sofa cushions, straightening out the plant pots, honestly doing things I'd never usually do just so I can make him as needy as ever.

It works in the end. Leon curses under his breath as he grabs my waist and pushes me to the wall, his front pressing against my back, his hands grab mine and raise them above my head as I yelp from surprise. "Leon, what are you doing?"

"Isn't this what you wanted? Swaying that ass around and smiling at me like that, fuck, I've been neglecting you haven't I?" He coos, his nose brushing my neck as I whimper, nodding as he grinds his harness against my ass.

"It's been so long." I whine as he licks a stripe up my neck. I gasp, he's never done that before but I can't say I hate it.

"I'm sorry baby, but I promise I'll make up for it now, okay? Let me take care of you." Leon murmurs, switching to use only one hand to hold my wrists as his other lifts my dress, pulling my underwear to the side, there's a protest until it rips.

"Leon!" I half scold, but I've never been so turned on. He's never acted this way before, usually my underwear survives our sessions. Leon then teases two fingers near my wetness, checking to see if I'm ready, which I more than am. I part my legs a little to give him more access, earning an impressed grunt from Leon.

"You're soaked, you like me being all desperate to fuck you?" He teases, using the opportunity to pull down his sweatpants and position himself at my entrance. I nod, unable to form words as my palms splay out on the wall, holding on for support as Leon suddenly thrusts inside of me. I open my mouth in a silent scream, my walls clenching around his size, he pushes in inch by inch as my head tips back, I feel so full.

My heavy feeling breasts press against the wall until Leon begins to pull out, then he slams back in again, the force rattling me with extreme pleasure. "Harder." I urge him as I reach around and grab the back of his neck.

Leon doesn't oblige. Instead he keeps his slow pace, allowing me to feel every ridge and vein. I cry out, nails digging in as his grip on my wrists tightens, his breaths heavy in my ear, Leon rotates his hips, hitting a different angle that has me a moaning mess, legs shaking and juices running down my leg until I can't take it anymore. I let out a high pitched noise, coming with the force of nature as tears fall down my cheeks.

Leon quickly pulls out, hands finishing the job before he spills onto my ass, panting heavily before he tugs his sweatpants back up. I stand still catching my breath, waiting for Leon to grab a tissue or something. But he doesn't, he yanks my dress back down and delivers a slap to my ass.

"Keep it there, it looks good on you."

My jaw drops as I straighten and spin around, Leon looks dead serious, smirking as I feel like jumping his bones again. "But-"

Leon presses a finger over my lips, only removing them to peck me. "If you can be a good girl for me, then I'll give you some more later." With that he just turns and heads to the kitchen, leaving me gobsmacked but utterly obsessed with my new perfume.