Chapter 349: Not A Bottom!
As Riven kissed along Leon's neck, his hand continued to work its magic on Leon's hard member, teasing him just the way he liked. The sensations built slowly, igniting a fire within Leon that felt impossible to contain. But as the teasing lingered, Leon's patience wore thin.
"Speed it up a little," he ordered, his voice laced with urgency and desire. He craved more, he was done with the slow burn.
Riven chuckled softly, clearly enjoying Leon's eagerness. "As you wish, your highness," he replied, and with that, he shifted his focus. Riven slid down, his hands quickly opening the buttons of Leon's shirt, exposing more of his skin. The cool air brushed against Leon's heated flesh, and he shivered in anticipation.
Riven's movements were deliberately slowed down, his fingers trailing down Leon's chest as he opened the shirt wider, revealing the vulnerability beneath. The way Riven's gaze lingered on him made Leon's heart race, feeling both exposed and electrified. This was the feeling he had been searching for. He wanted it.
With a wicked grin, Riven finally made his way down to Leon's member, his hand still stroking it slowly, teasingly. Then, with careful and tantalising movements, he took Leon's member into his mouth.
Leon gasped, the sensation hitting him like a bolt of lightning. Riven's warm mouth wrapped around him, and he began to suck, expertly working his tongue along the sensitive underside. The feeling was overwhelming, and Leon's body instinctively responded, arching up into the delicious heat.
Riven genuinely enjoyed doing this to Leon more than anyone else. He was just so sensitive, even the slightest touch would make him squirm. These reactions made Riven want to do it more.
"Nnghh- I-" Leon groaned. He wanted to say something, but the words could not escape his mouth. Instead, his fingers, tangled in Riven's hair, held on tighter as he encouraged him to take more. Riven obliged, sinking deeper, his mouth moving with a rhythm that matched the rising tide of pleasure coursing through Leon.
"Don't stop," Leon gasped, his voice trembling with need. "I'm so close."
Riven looked up at him, eyes sparkling with that beautiful emerald green colour. He had seen many jewels and precious stones in his life, but none could rival those eyes. Each pull of Riven's mouth sent waves of ecstasy crashing over him, and he could hardly think straight.
Riven released Leon's member, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He licked his index finger slowly, deliberately, never breaking eye contact with Leon. Before Leon could process what was happening, Riven gently inserted his finger into Leon's entrance, just as he took Leon's member back into his mouth.
Leon yelped, his body tensing in surprise. "You—no!" he stammered, his voice a mix of shock and defiance. He had been willing to let Riven take the lead, to explore this new side of himself because he was trying out this thing called being humble, but this? This was a step too far. "I can't—I won't be a bottom!" he insisted, his pride flaring up.
Riven paused, looking up at Leon with a playful smirk. "Come on, you wouldn't know if you like it or not if you never try it," he argued, his voice smooth and persuasive. "Just give it a chance."
Leon shook his head vigorously, his resolve firm. "No, I can't. I just... I can't." His mind was racing, a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts crashing against each other. He had always seen himself as the one in control, the one taking the lead. The idea of being a bottom was just- noooo! HE WAS NOT A BOTTOM!
But Riven wasn't one to back down easily. With a swift and gentle movement, he hit Leon's G-spot perfectly, making Leon gasp loudly, his body arching in a mix of surprise and pleasure. The sensation was overwhelming, a jolt of electricity shooting through him, leaving him breathless.
"See?" Riven murmured, his voice low and teasing. "It's not so bad, is it?"
Leon's eyes widened, his breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. The feeling was intense, unlike anything he had ever experienced. It was scary, exhilarating, and undeniably pleasurable all at once. He couldn't form a coherent thought, much less a retort.
Riven continued to move his finger expertly, hitting that spot again and again, each time drawing out a gasp or a moan from Leon. The mix of sensations—Riven's mouth on his member and the teasing pressure inside him—was driving him wild. His body responded on its own, arching into the touch, seeking more of that intoxicating pleasure.
"Just relax," Riven whispered, his breath hot against Leon's skin. "Let yourself feel it."
Leon's protests faded away, replaced by a haze of sensation. He couldn't deny the pleasure coursing through him, the way his body responded to Riven's touch. It was terrifying and thrilling all at once, and he found himself surrendering to the experience.
Riven let Leon come in his mouth, the sensations overwhelming, and Leon gasped at the intensity of it all. As the waves of pleasure crashed over him, he felt himself unravelling, releasing everything he had held back. Riven's mouth was warm and inviting, drawing him in deeper until he couldn't hold back anymore.
Once it was over, Leon's other hand, which was clutching the bedsheets, slowly released them.
His chest was heaving, trying to catch his breath. He was still reeling from the experience, his mind swirling in a fog of pleasure and disbelief. Riven wiped his lips with a satisfied grin, then leaned in closer, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"How do you feel?" Riven asked gently, his tone softening as he watched Leon process what had just happened.
Leon's heart raced, and he took a moment to find his words. "I… I think the itch has been scratched," he finally admitted, still breathless. He did not say anything else. He was still coming to terms with what had just happened.
Yes, it was confirmed that he liked men. More specifically, Riven. He could not imagine any other man. And... He, the proud, majestic King of the Lions... Ex-King of the Lions... Liked being dominated.
He bit his lip and frowned. No, dominated was the wrong word. He liked being served. Yes, he liked being served! He was not a bottom. He still had the upper hand, the power!