You've liked agent Kennedy ever since starting to work at the DSO agency with him. Despite his age, he was attractive as hell - he had always taken good care of himself, and you appreciated that in a man. He was mature and sexy... Traumatized too, sure, but that only meant he'd have a good story to tell at the dinner table. You thought to yourself.

Despite not being about that life, Leon soon reciprocated that attraction - messing with you at work, maybe slapping your ass a couple times in public, giving you teasing touches or just bringing you a cup of coffee every now and then to have a chat. And then all of that turned into you guys dating.

He was more than enough for you in the relationship, but you still oh-so craved him in more intimate ways, it was driving you nuts! It made you sigh deeply whenever you tried to initiate something, only to be turned down - he always laughed it off, saying he would probably just split you in half on his cock. He didn't wanna hurt you. Sure, maybe you were quite a bit smaller than him and all, and maaaybe his hands were twice the size of yours, but... He couldn't be packing THAT much, right? Hell, even if he was, you secretly loved it.

You begged and begged him to agree to get intimate, swearing you'd be okay with anything, and the man just couldn't keep denying you for so long. The desperation in your eyes was evident every time you asked him about it, he felt bad.

Currently, Leon is on top of you, your naked bodies flush against each other for the first time. Your hands gripped his shoulders tightly as he prepared to guide himself into you. When he tried, you let out an involuntary gasp, your body almost flinching at the feeling.

"Shh, sweetheart..." Leon huffed out softly into your ear, a chuckle escaping his soft, slightly-chapped lips. "Too big, huh? I told you." His hips slowly, gently moved forward, the man looking into your eyes the whole time to see your reaction. "Tell me if it hurts, okay?"