Patreon Compilation – Fic#245 – Raihan/Leon – bottom!Raihan; top!aggressive!Leon – Nobody Can Know (Patreon)

Raihan/Leon – Behind closed doors, Leon isn't exactly as happy-go-lucky as he presents himself to the outside world. At least when it comes to fucking. Then he becomes an absolute beast.

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Raihan fights against his own body and how his brain wants to go all cumdumb on him. He keeps opening his eyes wide, staring at his Pokémon which are playing in the rest of the clearing and, quite honestly, not paying him or Leon any mind.

He tries so hard to fight it.

“What are you doing?” Leon asks. He almost sounds concerned, but the mocking edge in his voice outshines everything else. He has his fingers hooked into the side of Raihan’s mouth so he can play with his sharp teeth and his tongue, but now he uses it to pull his head around and make him look at him.

Raihan’s wild gaze comes to rest on Leon, throning behind him, his mane fluttering in the nice breeze that is all around them. There’s a fierce grin on his sweat soaked face. He’s been at it for quite a while now; ramming his cock into Raihan until it feels like he tries to touch it with the fingers hooked into the corner of his mouth.

“Don’t fight it. We both know you want to go cumdumb bimbo on me,” Leon gloats. He’s half out of breath but the way he says it still stings. In a good way.

Raihan stares at him with what feel like wide, wild eyes. Leon’s grin widens. He briefly peers up at their Pokémon relaxing and playing with each other.

“Are you trying to hold on for their sake? Don’t want them to see you weak or something? Don’t bother. They don’t care. They’ve heard you through their Pokéballs multiple times. How you like to become a little bottom bitch for me and spread your meager little ass cheeks.”

He grabs one of them with his free hand, digging his fingers into what little flesh there is to dig into. Raihan is so tall and so thin, after all…

Leon pulls even harder on Raihan’s mouth, making him curl himself up like a shrimp while he fucks faster. Raihan doesn’t have anything to brace himself on; he’s merely bend over and put his hands on his knees, ready to service Leon’s cock and get his brains fucked into a mushy, blissful mess.

So awkwardly curled to the side as he is, he stumbles a step forward, spit starting to dribble down his chin. He struggles to get back into position and Leon just laughs at him. He can be so mean if he wants to. Way meaner than anybody would ever anticipate. He’s always so smile-y and kind on TV, after all…

But Raihan likes this version much better. The one that takes charge and shows him exactly where his place is: on Leon’s dick, letting him use his pussy just however the Hell he wants to use it.

“So stop being stubborn and just let it happen. Alright? Or do you want me to keep you curled up in a pretzel the whole time until you give in?”

Raihan shakes his head. Or tries to. When that doesn’t really work, he makes an indistinct ‘uh-uh’ sound, more spit dribbling down his chin. Humiliating… and just what he needs.

Leon finally takes his fingers out of his mouth and lets him straighten himself back out.

Raihan lets his head hang, tongue lolling. On Leon’s next thrust, he can feel the heat spreading throughout his body, and the one after that, there is a sizzling electric current running up his spine and having him arch his back in a delicious downward arch.

It’s not until the thrust after that that his brain truly shuts off, though – because it is then that Leon decides to rudely fuck his thumb in alongside his cock, making the stretch of Raihan’s rim that much more severe. The sudden intrusion has him throw his head back, an inarticulate noise of almost-but-not-quite pain scratching out of his throat.

His foot does a small step forward but the rest of his body angles back and into it. Into more of this sensation. This exquisite feeling of being used as a toy and an outlet for all that Leon has to bottle up over the time that they can’t see each other and play.

“That’s it!” Leon exclaims so loud that even their Pokémon pause and throw them little looks before turning away again, unbothered by their wild fucking. “You want it so bad, don’t you? You want my cock rerouting your intestines like you need it to live! Fuck, Raihan, you look the hottest when you take cock anywhere and anytime I want you to bend over, you know that? I’m gonna fuck you here and I’m gonna fuck you in our tent in a little while, and if I want you to, you’re going to wake me up tomorrow with your mouth cunt on my balls, licking them like your damn life depends on it. Right? Right??”

Raihan only nods. He can’t really form any words, not when all he can focus on is how big Leon’s cock feels with a thumb jammed up his ass right next to it. He feels like he’s stretched to his absolute limit; like his hole is wrapped around him for dear life and if he fucks him just a little bit harder, he’s going to split him in two.

Is Leon aware of any of it or is he just throwing things at the wall and looking what sticks? Is he fucking Raihan with any real purpose or just using him like the jock that he was destined to be instead of this goody-two-shoes Champion that usually can’t put a toe out of line because there’s just too much outside scrutiny?

Raihan wants him to be that asshole. He wants him to play with him like it doesn’t matter. Like they aren’t kind of, sort of, maybe madly in love with each other.

He wants to be allowed to go on all fours so he doesn’t have to think about a damn thing anymore other than to keep his scrawny ass nice up and high for the dicking of a lifetime.

But he isn’t on all fours and his bimbo brain can’t figure out how he might do that without Leon’s help. So he is stuck standing and bending forward like he’s in some kind of medical examination, getting his ass destroyed on his best friend’s cock.

His girthy cock that Raihan can’t get enough of. The one he keeps fantasizing about when Leon’s not there and Raihan has to make due with some other toy that couldn’t hope to be the same; not warm enough, not firm enough, not thick enough in all the right places.

“Oh man, I love it when you get like this, you know? Like no talking back, no babbling, no nothing… just you getting super drunk and loopy on dick. Shit, that’s really the ticket, you know that, right? Fuck. Okay. Okay okay, I know what you need. Go on, get down on the ground. I can’t really dick you properly when I gotta make sure that you’re not going to split your head open.”

Raihan doesn’t really know how he does it, but he’s guided to the ground with hands on his hips and Leon making sure that he’s not just sprawling down in the grass. It’s sad that he has to lose the cock up his ass for that moment, but it’s back before he can start whining about it.

He’s just on all fours, his head hanging low, his intestines once again filled with dick. Head empty and body filled with blissed-out tingles.

Leon idly spewing filth is just the cherry on top of a really nice evening in the woods with their Pokémon who seem neither bothered nor surprised by the fact that they’re fucking right there in the open. They don’t even check in with their trainer to make sure he is fine as Leon squats above him in a mating press and starts to really get to it.

He fucks down into Raihan’s belly, his hands braced on Raihan’s back with such force that eventually Raihan’s arms just give out and his face is mashed into the dewy grass while he takes his breeding without complaint. How could he, when his brain is blitzed out and his insides become more and more like magma with every harsh, grunting thrust inside of him.

Leon does not pull any punches. Raihan is sure that his teeth are bared in a feral grin, his mane fluttering behind him. Not that he could look. Not that he has any brain power left to do anything other than take his dicking and keep breathing while it’s happening.

His cock is bouncing wildly underneath, splattering his chest with pre-cum. It feels like even his chin is hit with a few droplets.

“I’ll put you in a Pokémon costume next time,” Leon says through grit teeth. He leans forward even more, hunched over Raihan’s long back and gripping the back of his neck – as if Raihan was putting up any fight for the breeding. “I’ll make you crawl around and talk like a Pokémon and beg for my dick, and when you get so excited for it that you’re about to piss yourself, I might even give it to you. How does that sound? Huh? Just completely degrade yourself for me?”

Raihan wants it. He wants it so viscerally in that moment that he comes just for that visual image alone, his mouth open, body going taut as a bow as he starts to come on Leon’s cock with him not far behind.

Yeah… yeah that Pokémon costume idea is good. They have to look into it ASAP.