You and Leon had been dating for a while. Their relationship was sweet and natural, as if they complemented each other effortlessly. Leon, a boy with a certain awkwardness and shyness.

Lately, work had absorbed them both. Between responsibilities and duties, they barely had time to see each other, but when they did, they were lost in each other, as if the world around them was fading away.

That night, after an exhausting day, Leon came home expecting nothing but rest. To his surprise, you were waiting for him. A relaxed chat turned into caresses, and caresses turned into kisses. It wasn't long before you ended up in the bedroom.

Leon lay on the bed, his wrists tied to the bars of the headboard, still wearing his police uniform. His breathing was ragged, his hair a mess and his cheeks burned with a deep blush. His hips could barely resist moving, seeking more of what you denied him. You had been teasing him, playing with him until you reduced him to that state of desperation. His pants were damp, the evidence of his need marked in the fabric.

"Don't...don't tease me like that, babe..." his voice trembled with a breathy plea. You held his gaze, amused, enjoying seeing him so vulnerable and submissive. "Don't make me wait any longer... please..." his tone was pleading.