Chapter 348: Prey To a Skilled Predator
"Men are weird," Riven muttered as he stomped back into the mansion, brushing snow off his sleeves.
"You're a man," Leon shot back instantly.
"I'm not weird like you though," Riven said, throwing him a side-eye. "Who provokes a fight randomly in the morning? It's not even breakfast time yet! What's wrong with you?"
"I needed to let out some pent-up energy," Leon mumbled, almost sulking.
Riven paused, tilting his head. "Pent-up energy? What, like… coffee jitters? You could've just run laps around the courtyard instead of trying to stab Soren in the face!"
Leon puffed his cheeks like a sulky teenager. "It's not coffee jitters…" He looked away dramatically. "It's… Other things."
Riven blinked. "Other things?"
Leon groaned, dragging his hands down his face. "I just—! I can't with women anymore, alright?! I've tried! I even imagined! NOTHING happens! NOTHING!"
Riven's jaw dropped. "Wait, wait, wait. You tried… Imagining?!"
"Ahem, yes. Imagining, I just couldn't bring myself to seek one out to try it... Physically. So I resorted to imagination. Pretty faces, curves, perfume… Nothing! It's like my body just went on strike!"
Riven slapped a hand over his mouth, trying not to laugh but completely failing. It was like he was a pubescent teen!
Leon pointed at him accusingly. "It's not funny! Do you know what it feels like to have the frustration, an itch! An itch I couldn't scratch!"
"Aww, and you didn't try it with any other men?" Riven empathised as a fellow horny person.
"Well, no-" Leon said, embarrassed.
"Why not?" Riven pressed.
"I just didn't, okay?" Leon snapped.
"So then, do you... Want to..." Riven suggested something.
"Yes..." Leon said, expecting something.
"Yes? So you want to run ten laps around the mansion to get rid of the extra energy?" Riven said with a teasing voice.
"Ugh." Leon rolled his eyes. He should have expected this.
Leon had finally come to terms with being gay, and the realisation stirred a whirlwind of pent-up energy inside him. It felt like a tidal wave crashing against the dam he'd built for so long. He was nervous, excited, and a little terrified all at once.
Riven, ever the tease, noticed Leon's fidgeting and couldn't resist. "You look like a deer caught in headlights," he quipped, a playful smirk on his lips. "Are you ready to let loose?"
Leon's cheeks flared a bright shade of crimson, but he frowned, he still had his dignity as a king... Well, ex-king, "Of course, I am prepared for anything?" His heart raced as Riven pulled him by the hand into a nearby guest room, the door clicking shut behind them.
With a swift motion, Riven pushed Leon gently onto the bed, and the sudden softness beneath him made his breath hitch. The anticipation pooled in his stomach while Riven leaned over him, the intensity of his gaze making Leon's pulse quicken.
Riven tucked a few stray strands of hair behind Leon's ear, his fingers lingering just a moment longer than necessary. "Shall I serve your majesty?" he teased, his voice dripping with playful mockery. He was no longer royalty, and Riven was patronising him.
Leon's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, the words lodged in his throat. The blush spread from his cheeks to the tips of his ears as he struggled to form coherent thoughts. All he could manage was a shaky breath, and the way Riven was looking at him made it clear he was more than willing to let Riven take the lead.
"I will take that as a yes," Riven replied, a predatory glint in his eye that sent a shiver down Leon's spine. He leaned closer, their faces inches apart, making the air thick with tension. "Just relax and enjoy."
With that, Riven began to explore, his hands gliding over Leon's body, tracing the lines of his arms, the curve of his waist. Each touch sent sparks flying through Leon, his body responding eagerly. He felt both vulnerable and exhilarated, completely wrapped up in the moment.
"Just let me know if you want to stop," Riven murmured, his breath warm against Leon's skin.
He didn't want to stop. He wanted to embrace this new part of himself, to dive headfirst into the thrilling experience Riven was offering him.
Riven took the lead, leaning in to capture Leon's lips with his own. The kiss was soft at first, a gentle exploration that sent a rush of warmth flooding through Leon's veins. Riven cupped Leon's cheek tenderly, his thumb brushing across the skin as if he was cherishing the moment, the feeling.
Leon felt like he was melting, each brush of Riven's lips igniting a fire deep within him. It was intoxicating and he wanted more of it... And maybe a little rough.
As the kiss deepened, Riven's movements became more assertive, just like Leon wanted. He straddled Leon's hips, the weight of him grounding and electrifying all at once. Riven pressed down, grinding against Leon, and the sensation sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through him. He moaned in the kiss.
Leon's hands did not stay idle, they reached into Riven's shirt and wandered about, feeling every inch of the warm, smooth skin.
His mind was a whirlwind of sensations, the pleasure mixing with a heady dose of thrill as Riven took control.
Riven pulled back slightly, their lips barely parting, his breath warm and teasing. "You like that?" he murmured, eyes glinting with mischief.
Leon could only nod, his words escaping him entirely. Riven's playful grin grew wider as he leaned in again, capturing Leon's lips once more, this time with a deeper urgency.
Riven's lips travelled down from Leon's mouth to his neck, planting soft kisses along the sensitive skin. The moment Riven's mouth touched him, Leon gasped, a shiver running down his spine. His neck was a dangerously sensitive spot, one he had always guarded closely. It was a place that, when touched just right, sent waves of pleasure coursing through him—like the thrill of being prey to a skilled predator.
Riven had clearly noticed this vulnerability, targeting the area with intention. With each kiss, he felt Leon squirm beneath him, a mixture of surprise and delight flashing in his eyes. Riven couldn't help but smirk at the effect he had.
The feeling of being a top is quite nice actually...