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Leona x
Thanos, a fic completely PWP, completely random, completely Illegal, and
completely born out of my utter stoned-ness from Celexa withdrawals.

�Thanos gave a bored sigh as he leaned back in
his chair behind the front desk of the guild�s office. Not enough action went
on, and new recruits had lately become few and far between. With his feet
kicked up on the top of the desk, and his hands folded behind his head, a nap
was in order for the rather grouchy secretary. Just as he was about to fall
asleep, the worst, and last thing in the world he needed happened; that new
girl from the �mage�s guild� otherwise known as the Valeth Institute made her
�entrance�.
Little Leona had been on
break for the last half-hour, and it was much needed; not for her, but for
Thanos. The girl was so painfully clumsy that it drove him mad. The Institute
had sent her in place of the mage he�d been more excited to have around for a
month, Morgana. It was their form of �payment� for the Hecton Squad�s recent
rat-raid on their infested cafeteria. The leader of Theater Vancoor, Elwen,
seemed all too happy to have another hand about the office to �help Thanos not
be so miserable all the time� she�d explained, despite his rampant protests.
He�d heard of the Valeth
Institute girls being unnessarily clumsy, but at least Morgana, whom he�d
uttered a few cat-calls to in the past, was easy on the eyes; voluptuous, sexy,
and perfectly of a legal age to� well, now he was just digressing. Like she�d
ever give him the damned time of day. Now this girl, Leona, was actually not
much younger than Morgana, but she was� well, incompetent, he figured. She�d
knocked over some shelves of contact books, and even spilled his mug of coffee
(which had been conveniently over-spiked with some hard liquor) all over Jack�s
friend�s list book.
She bowed and apologized
profusely, �I�m so sorry! I�m so sorry!� All while looking about for the
glasses that had �fallen off her face� and onto the floor, when in actuality
they were still on her head; just knocked a little higher up over her brow. Of
course, that�d be the last place she would look for her spectacles if he hadn�t
pointed out to her that they were there.
When she began to thank him
profusely, he just shuffled her off into one of the back rooms, telling her
that she�d probably be safer from the world in there, alphabetizing everyone�s
contact books. That would keep her out of his hair, and at least out of the
front office for a little while�
Something about that kid just
made some kind of wrath ignite in his chest. He figured it was just an
unnatural enmity and irritability toward her, and resigned for the last week
and a half to the idea that he mortally hated the girl. But it scared the hell
out of him when he caught himself staring at the long blonde wavy ponytail of
Leona�s. He�d been admiring the gold locks a little too long, and it wasn�t
long after that he caught himself admiring the �nice� amber eyes behind her
oversized spectacles. �Nice� that�s all they were. That�s all! They weren�t hypnotizing,
they weren�t gorgeous, they weren�t beautiful, and she sure as hell had no
physical appeal to him!
Glancing down at the girl on
the wooden floor who�d tripped over her own two feet yet again, he found
himself smiling a little.
The end of her three week
stay at Theatre Vancoor seemed to be coming too fast for his liking. While she
did more unintentional damage to the place than help, he had to admit he was
going to miss having the ditzy kid around.
Leona was on her knees
gathering up the books that she�d dropped and quickly began to put them all
back in order. She stood and walked over to the desk, organizing the books in
the small shelf for the coming guild members who would undoubtedly be checking
their books to find their next scheduled work days or their next salary.
�I�m sorry!� She said again.
�What for?� He replied, hands
still folded behind his head as he watched her stacking the heavy leather-bound
books.
Leona�s face turned pink and
she avoided his eyes, �I tripped again. It�s so embarrassing! You must think
I�m completely incompetent.�
He mentally laughed. It was
like she read his mind. But that wasn�t the only thing that brought a smile
face. That pink flush that painted her cheeks everytime someone acknowledged
her existence was rather cute. He would definitely miss that. That was when he
had to stop and mentally slap himself a little. Why was he doing this again? He
was supposed to be resigned to hating the little wench!
He wiped the smile off his
face and replaced it with his ever-present irritated scowl.
�You read my mind, kid.�
Leona stopped for a second,
visibly hurt by the blow, but then continued on in her work. She finished up
and walked past him back toward the back room where the rest of the books were
kept. He watched the little blonde girl walk away, still reclining and still
mentally slapping himself for letting his thoughts wander into some dangerous
places that made him question his sanity. Why was that kid so damn cute? Worst
of all, why was that kind of turning him on?
Maybe it was just the blonde
thing.
Yeah, that was it! He�d
always had a weakness for a good looking blonde broad. She was cute, and she
had some nice hair. That�s all.
�Wow, Thanos, man, you�re really panicking here. Get
it together, it�s not like you.� He thought
to himself. Thinking back over the last half of the week, when things really
started to get different, he found himself questioning if he even felt some
kind of attraction to her.
All signs were pointing to
yes, though.
Three days ago, he�d heard her
characteristic squeaky yelp in the closet and a loud crashing of cleaning
supplies following. He gave a grumble and got up to go help her. How dare
anyone beckon his concern enough to make him actually get up and help them?
He walked over to the walk-in
closet and found her buried in a few mops and empty wooden buckets. Kneeling
down and tossing some buckets to the side, he stifled laughter as she whimpered
and began looking for her glasses while apologizing over and over. He picked up
her glasses from nearby, and with an uncharacteristic gentleness, pulled the
bucket that was on her head off and placed her glasses on her face, �There ya
go kid.� He said.
She looked up at him, her
face flushed bright red. He could tell from the moment she�d walked in and first
laid eyes on him she�d gotten one of those kid crushes. It was something he
knew most girls got for older men. This was just another one of those moments
he was oh-so-horribly reminded of the nervous feelings she got around him.
That�s when, for the first
time in the week and couple days she�d been there, that he got a decidedly
cruel idea�play around with those feelings. He had a somewhat sadistic and mean
sense of humor, and playing with her head would keep him amused for a while.
�Thank� Thank you!� She said,
giving a polite bow.
He stood and extended a hand
to her, which she nervously took. Now normally, at this point when she was
mid-way between crouching and standing, he would have tripped her, and sent her
crashing into more buckets. Following this, he would walk out of the room with
some pretty cruel laughter and have his day absolutely made. But in his game, he helped her up, and �accidentally� gave a
slight tug that pulled her up and close to his chest.
Leona knew her face was
burning with excitement. The anxious happiness welling within her and the way
he made her feel so hot in all the most secret places was too much. His chest
and body felt hard and strong against her, and he was oh-so-warm, and smelt a
little like some kind of spice and alcohol. On any other man the scent would
make her sick, but on Thanos, it was absolutely intoxicating. Her mind was
running circles and speaking to her in run-on sentences. Finally, she looked up
at him shyly, standing there for a moment, as though savoring the moment.
�You alright?� He said. She
stared up at his face, admiring the chiseled features, rugged and stubbly
jawline, and even that long scar on the side of his face. He was visibly well
into his late twenties, and much, much too old for her to even be making eyes
at. Not to mention he was in a position of authority over her� This was so
wrong in so many ways, she thought nervously, but part of that was what excited
her so.
She nodded and quickly ran
out of the room, returning only seconds later to grab a mop and bucket, and
then quickly leaving again.
Thanos gave a smirk. He drove
the kid absolutely crazy, and he loved it. It was then that he decided the next
half of the three weeks she�d be here wouldn�t be so irritating after all. It
may end up being a little fun in his own twisted way.
The rest of the night she
couldn�t look at him eye to eye. He seemed to try to catch her gaze, as though
interested in her reasons for going so bright red, and for beginning to trip
and stutter even more than usual when crossing his line of sight. Oh, yes, he
drove her insane, and it was wonderful.
When she left to head home,
she managed to look at him long enough for a quick, �Good bye!� and when
catching his gaze again, she tripped on the way out the door.
Now, really. She was
absolutely ridiculous! How could she have even lived to be nearly seventeen
with that clumsy nature?! Yes, he knew her age, he knew her birthday. He knew
her best subject, and he knew her worst. In his boredom, he reasoned, he�d gone
through the file that the Institute sent with her so Theater Vancoor could set
her up with some work that she would excel at in their effort to accept this
new helping hand. She was sixteen, and ironically shared the same birth month
as he did. In no more than two weeks, she would be turning seventeen just after
his own twenty-eighth birthday. Funny how close they were in that sense and yet
so different in personality.
�Baby, what�s your sign?� The
lamest pickup line he had to admit to saying when drunk and flirting with the
barmaid Yuri at the nearby pub. Well he knew both he and Leona were well into
whatever days Virgo covered. He could only know that Virgo ended on the 21^st
of the month because he found himself often looking at his horoscope in the
occasional newspaper. They were well before that date.
She seemed to excel at those
booky, reading subjects, he noticed. Literature, History, Comprehension, those
were the classes she was at the top of her grade in. And her shortcoming was
anything remotely physical like PE, or self-defensive magic practices.
Now he was just cursing
himself a little for thinking about that. Why did he even care to know these
things? Hell, why did he still remember this shit?
Looking back, he couldn�t
help but notice there was a kind of heated atmosphere between them that was
steadily growing after that day he decided to play with her feelings for him.
It had all been in good fun! All for fun, right?
�Right?
The next two days got pretty
hectic with guild members coming in and out, and patrons putting in new mission
requests. Jack seemed to come in a lot at this time, which always made him feel
either a little better for the day, or infinitely more irritable. Jack was a
nice kid, but damned clueless. When he, the last member for the rest of the
evening finally left, he went back to his usual reclined state to relax and
watch Leona run back and forth through Theater Vancoor, tripping over herself,
and managing to put up some more books or get some cleaning done.
Poor thing had to wait a
whole, horrible two days for his attention, he thought with a laugh. She must
have been absolutely aching for some acknowledgement of her existence, unless
she�d grown out of that little crush. A part of him hoped the latter wasn�t the
case.
Where was she? She�d already
organized the books in the back� she�d already finished her cleaning routine�
damn, he thought, honestly hoping she hadn�t snuck out and gone home without
him even noticing. It�s not like she was required to stay until eight at night
all the time like she did; she was just the type to put in an extra hour of
work to help tie up loose ends and put some finishing touches on things. Hell
she wasn�t even required to stay past six, and here it was, almost seven
thirty, and she had seemingly disappeared.
Well� that just sucks, he thought.
Wait, wait, no� there she
was�! He thought, hearing her squealing in another room downstairs. He got up
to go check on her and make sure a heavy piece of armor hadn�t fallen on her
and smashed her or something.
Making his way downstairs he
heard her fumbling around in one of the locker rooms. He stepped in and knowing
it would startle her, said, �Everything okay in here?�
Ofcourse, she jumped, and
turned around.
For a second he just stared
at her and wondered if he had a rather dumb happy look on his face. There
definitely had been a heating atmosphere between them, and for some reason,
talking to her after two days of hardy speaking to her made the heat flare up
so much more.
Was he� getting butterflies?
Leona nodded slowly and went
back to scrubbing the inside of a particularly rusty locker. Thanos walked
slowly into the room, watching her hand, clasped around the dark and sudsy
sponge moving up and down on the inner wall of the locker. She was so
determined to get the rust to come off, and even gave a few small, utterly
adorable grunts as she scrubbed the sponge against the metal.
He found himself having to
mentally slap himself back to reality again. He had begun to replay those
little grunts and �Uhh��s and those gorgeous little, �Ahh!��s over and over in
his mind, but in a far, far different context. And even after that mental hit,
hearing her making those barely audible noises again made him begin to imagine
a particulary familiar lithe girl�s frame moving up and down on his lap, making
those same noises, and even a few new ones.
�I don�t think you�re gonna
get that crap off very easily� here, let me try.� He said, leaning over her,
feeling her small, slender body warm and just close enough to touch his own. He
reached for the sponge and grazed his hand clumsily over hers to take it. She
didn�t let go right away, panicking and freezing up a little to feel his much
bigger hand over hers. He looked down at her, their faces far too comfortably
close, �Can I have the sponge?�
�O-oh, yes, I�m sorry!� Leona
stuttered pulling her hand back, giving up the sponge to Thanos.
As she pulled her hand back,
she kept replaying over and over in her mind how it felt to feel his warm,
rough hand against her own. She was head over heels for this guy, she knew it,
and she craved each and every little touch. She craved the way she could feel
his breath against her face, they were that close, as he had asked for the
sponge.
Oh, the little things, how
they cursed her that way.
Thanos scrubbed at the gunk
on the locker.
�Good gods. Who�s locker is
this? Walter�s?� He looked at the name plate on the door and gave a scoff,
�Ofcourse, Walter and his nasty ass locker.�
He scrubbed at it, trying to
focus on that. Focus, focus, focus� don�t think about feeling how soft Leona�s
hands were, don�t think about how soft other parts of her may be� scrub, scrub,
scrub, focus, damn it, focus! Oh god,
this is so totally wrong, I need to stop this �game� now� He thought.
�Thank you for helping me��
Leona said shyly. It snapped him out of his thoughts slightly but made him
realize she was still there, trapped a between he and the locker, with him
reaching over her to scrub.
That atmosphere around them
was getting too hot for comfort. He wanted to move closer to her. Sure, why
not, he figured� just a game� just a joke at her expense�
He moved closer, pretending
to scrub further back in the locker, �Don�t mention it. You really shouldn�t
have to clean the lockers too� but ah well.�
He could feel her shivering.
She was shivering just slightly, pressed closer to his body. It wasn�t slightly
this time. There was contact. He could feel the thick material of that long
dark blue Valeth Institute uniform she wore all the time. He could feel the
warmth of her tiny body under it, radiating out and mingling with his own heat.
He tried to think of other things. Just a joke� just a joke� she was probably
going crazy right now.
Stupid kid.
�Thanos�?�
Her voice, his name. It was a
beautiful mix. He wanted to hear it again. He purposely didn�t respond, hoping
to hear her say it again. But he wasn�t that lucky, and she just continued,
�You�re� really sweet.�
�Sweet? No I�m not.� He
smirked, �I am one mean, angry, irritable bastard.� He continued scrubbing and
was getting most of the rust off. He began to wonder if that rust was even
really rust� was that� mold? Oh gods, it was mold! OH. GROSS. Damn Walter!
He heard Leona give a
sheepish giggle. Oh gods, it was the cutest thing. Someone please come in, find me too close to this girl, and kick my
ass, PLEASE� he thought over and over.
That was when he felt her
arms begin to move around his sides� pulling herself closer to him� hugging
him, her cheek gently pressed against his chest. There was no doubt she could
probably feel how fast his heart was beating. He felt like a damned schoolboy
again.
Someone kick my ass, someone kick my ass, this is
wrong, and I think� I think I can�t stop this, fuck, I don�t want to stop this�
Damn it, Leona, do something clumsy and trip over yourself so I can run away! He thought as he slowed to a stop.
�Everyone�s always really
mean to me because I always mess things up. No one�s ever just stopped and
helped me like this. Thank you.� She said.
Thanos didn�t move, and just
savored the feel of her body so close to his. The feel of her arms around him,
in a gentle squeeze. He found that it took a little courage to bring his arm to
rub her back gently and look down at her and face her. She looked up at him,
with that same little blush behind those huge round glasses.
Oh god� this is it� I�m about to do something really
damned stupid�
He brought his hand up,
closer and closer, and found himself stroking her cheek gently. Gods, it was so
ridiculously soft and smooth. She closed her eyes, loving and lost in the feel
of his fingers trailing along her curvy jawline. This is your chance to make the punchline, man! Break it off, tell her
it was a joke, it�s a joke, it�s a joke, it�s�
His face was lowering, moving
closer to hers. His lips were moving closer to hers. Had she ever kissed a boy
before? Had she ever kissed a man before? Had she ever had a crush like this
even? How inexperienced at this sort of thing was she? She was so innocent and
virginal on the outside� was she the same vision of purity on the inside?
Just move a little to the side, miss the kiss man, and
be like, �OH� MISSED. You lose.� And walk away laughing like a cruel bastard!
His other hand dropped the
sponge and moved to her lower waist and gave her that last shove upward toward
him, he being much taller than her. Their lips met. It was absolutely
intoxicating. It was still, just his lips pressed gently to hers, not rushing
her into any kind of kiss she�d not know what to do with. Just feeling how soft
they were, how supple and perfect they felt�
THANOS. You are stupid, and you are freaking going to
hell for this. He thought to himself,
�and oh my gods, this is the hardest I�ve
been since I was fifteen years old and dicking around with some chick at summer
camp.
It was like getting drunk off
of this heat and flaring passion that neither of them should have had. It was
like the thrill of sneaking into your parents� liquor cabinet and drinking down
some hard drink much faster than you should have on your first time. Every part
of him felt like it was on fire. Thanos, the rude, asshole secretary was
stealing away innocent little Leona�s first kiss. And he was probably old
enough to be friends with her father.
Okay, maybe not that old, he
thought.
His thought train was
absolutely broken when she began to move, feeling a little more confident. Her
hands moved along his sides, bringing him tighter against her. He could feel
her soft, small breasts pressed against his lower chest now. He could feel her
lips begin to move and suck a little on his lips. He wondered a little
selfconsciously if she liked the way his stubble felt against her soft skin.
He moved his lips slowly,
teaching her, and the little genius of a girl caught on quickly. She started to
get braver, and let her lips be slid apart for his tongue to move in gently. So
warm, she thought, letting it brush slightly against her own tongue. He tasted
like coffee and alcohol. No surpise, she figured, and let it drown her. She was
so happy, the world could end and she�d die feeling like the most fulfilled girl
on the world. She�d never kissed anyone before� much less let someone� move
their hands up her� Oh my gods! What the�
Thanos was getting a little
too brave, his hand moving first, down her side, caressing the curve of her
waist and hip. Then it was moving under the skirt of her uniform, and then up
along her upper thigh� over her curvaceous bottom. The kiss was becoming much
more intense quickly. He was beginning to lose the gentle-ness he�d once had
and began to act on the instinct he�d found himself acting on when making out
with an over-experienced drunken beauty called Herz in the middle of the night,
in some alleyway he didn�t even remember the name of.
Leona almost wanted to panic
when she felt his hands, coarse and a little calloused moving up over the bare
flesh of her hips. But hearing his breaths coming faster and hearing a little
bit of his voice in those lustful gasps, she relaxed a little, falling back
into her own haze of lust. He was moving way too fast. First base, second base�
she couldn�t really get to third base all in one moment�
He had long since stopped
thinking. He�d gone too long without a moment like this, where the need and the
lust was so intense. He suddenly began what would be a grave mistake. At least
it wouldn�t be in his or Leona�s eyes.
He grabbed Leona under each
thigh and picked her up, her legs on either side of his waist. She was quickly
pinned against the nearby wall. She gave a squeal that was just too cute for
her own good, but easily fell back into the groove of things, kissing him
deeply, and wrapping her arms around his shoulders for support. Her face was
hot. Her heart was hot and pounding. Between her legs, in her most private
place, untouched by anyone, she felt like she was on fire, and she couldn�t get
enough of the way he was making her feel.
When their hips met, even
barred by the barriers of their clothes (which, for Thanos, was becoming rather
confining) she felt a large hardness under his pants, pressing needily against
her own heat. She moaned as he rubbed hard against the sensitive folds between
her legs. She could hear him give a soft cry as well, enjoying this far too
much. He began to squeeze and knead at her thighs as he held her against he
wall and pressed and rubbed over and over up against her groin. Ahh� ahh, he�s so huge� it feels so good� She
thought, as with each cycle against her body she was growing hotter and
needier.
�Mmm� Nnn�� She cried,
breaking the kiss as he continued, his lips grazing wet and warmly against her
cheeks and moving over her earlobe and upper neck. She�d only felt these
sensations when experimentally rubbing herself over her panties, and she knew
it was the exact same thing.
�Ahh� Th� Thanos�� She moaned
breathlessly, her gasps and moans becoming quicker. The heat was growing�
growing� building up way to fast, �Thanos! Yes� harder�!!�
He smirked against her neck,
kissing and suckling hard enough to leave bruises and hickeys. This girl had
either never masturbated in her life or was just too sensitive in all the right
places for her own good. Either way he began to grind against her heat harder,
enjoying the sensations it was giving him as well. He wondered if her panties
her growing as wet as they were hot� he wanted to reach in and touch her and
find out�
Holding her tighter, and
moving faster, he could hear her pants coming faster and louder. Was she going
to come already? Her hold around his shoulders was growing tighter. Ohh, it was
too much for him, he wanted to rip her panties off and just fuck her already�
�Ahh, ahh, ahh!!� She cried,
before digging her fingernails in over his shirt. She muffled her cries against
his collar as she felt her first climax. Her body began to shudder and she
could tell that her groin was getting wet with her release and natural
lubrication for the only other act a man and a woman could do like this�
�L�Leona�?!�
That wasn�t her voice� that
wasn�t his voice� Oh shit.
Thanos would�ve dropped her
if she were any other girl. But stopped and held her protectively as he looked
to the door to see a tall young man with shaggy brown hair and long green
mage�s robes.
�Genius!!? What are you doing
here?! Oh my gods, no!!� Leona cried, seeing her elder brother in the doorway.
�Well, shit� come ON!� Thanos
groaned, his member aching for that next step.
�LEONA, YOU�RE GOING HOME
RIGHT NOW.� Genius cried.
�I� I�m so sorry!!� Leona
cried, pushing away from Thanos roughly enough to nearly make him drop her. He
caught her just in time and helped her to her feet. She stumbled backward
awkwardly, finding her legs shaking after the orgasm she had just had.
She stumbled toward her
brother, never once looking away from Thanos with tears welling in her eyes,
�I�m so sorry, Thanos!�
With that she disappeared.
Genius had spent the next
fifteen minutes yelling at an uninterested Thanos. All this how she was �just a
kid�, and �had never had a boyfriend�, and �should be saving herself for
marriage�. It�s not like there were laws against their age difference like
there would�ve been in the Norwen Region�s metropolis. Here in Radiata, she was
just barely a consenting� �adult�.
But still� it�s not like a
grown man like him nearly fucking a kid like her wasn�t looked down on. Hell,
even he had felt some resentment toward himself at first before totally losing
control.
As Genius left, Thanos had no
regrets about that moment he�d just had with the mage�s little sister. He would
do it all again in a heartbeat. If she let him, he would do even more. He
wasn�t scared anymore to admit to himself that had Genius not made such an unwelcome
entrance, he would�ve rocked that girl�s world.
�Fuck.� He grumbled.
He was lucky no one was at
Theater Vancoor anymore at that hour. He�d stuck around a few hours after the
whole event had gone down trying to think, trying to clear his head, trying to
justify his actions. He came to no resolution. And thinking back at the way she
felt so hot and soft between her legs, pressed against his throbbing cock just
got him painfully hard again.
On any other occasion he
would think it absolutely wrong to get himself off in Vancoor�s musty locker
rooms. But there he was, in the (now locked) room, touching himself, imagining
her soft, slender fingers moving up and down his shaft, and finding release.
Finding himself imagining shooting his load all over her small breasts he was
aching to see. He would love to see how the pearlescent white, hot fluid looked
dripping down the curves of her nipples and mounds.
They had gone the next few
days seemingly trying to avoid each other. But it was now that he watched her
fall face first to the wooden floor in the front lobby, not too far from his
desk that he began to remember this all.
He looked down at her as she
climbed to her feet. She began to look for her glasses.
�Leona�� He said. His voice
visibly startled the timid girl.
It had been so long since
they acknowledged each other. Only a few days, but it had felt too long.
It was another late, empty
night in Vancoor, and again, they were alone.
�Y-yes?� She said nervously.
He gestured for her to come
closer to him, and she made her way to the man kicked back and reclined in the
chair. Standing beside him finally, he reached out and touched the glasses she
didn�t even know were still on her head, pushed up yet again over her brow. He
lowered them, positioning them perfectly on her face. She could see his blurry
image become clear now, and was admiring the stubbly jawline again and the
age-carved wrinkles at the edges of his mouth.
�There you go.� He chuckled.
They both stood there, gazing
again at each other like the night before.
��Thanos�� She said quietly.
He sat up straight, the front
two feet of the chair reaching the floor (which was a rarity, as he always
leaned back as a habit). He looked up her inquisitively.
�I want to feel it again. The
way I did that night with you.�
�You know we can�t.�
�You�re right. I�m sorry.
Forget I asked.� She quickly responded and made her way up some nearby stairs.
Thanos began to remember it
all again. It was making him grow steadily hard again. That moment with her, so
much heat, so much lust� it was like feeling like a horny teenager again. He
had to admit that was all he got off to in the last few days, and ached to feel
it again.
With an almost frustrated
sounding sigh, Thanos stood and followed Leona upstairs. He found her dusting a
table in one of the meeting rooms. She looked at him, feeling her heart skip a
beat.
�Thanos��
He closed the door, this time
making sure to lock it behind him, �I want you, Leona��
The man seemed almost
predatorial as he stalked slowly toward her. If he�d been anyone else, Leona
would have been terrified at his visible desire. But she made her way toward
him and lept up into his arms, almost knocking him over. He caught himself on
the wall behind him, becoming lost in their passionate kiss.
The last few days� hell, it
had been more like a week� Leona had made it a goal to read those erotic novels
that she�d been too embarrassed to pick up. She needed to know what to do. The
more she read, the more she became determined to feel this �love making�, this �sex�
that those campy romance novels described so intimately.
Thanos had been prepared to
give some long spiel about how if she felt the slightest bit uncomfortable, to
tell him to stop, and not to be afraid to push him off her and beat the crap
out of him. He had been prepared to be turned down flat out. He�d been prepared
to feel just a simple kiss and a quick goodbye. He�d been prepared to even tell
her she was in way over her head and this all needed to stop. But no, he found
himself sitting against the wall with this girl straddling his hips, kissing
him much more boldly than she had before.
He held her waist and pulled
her down against his member that throbbed through his thick pants. She took his
hands and guided them under the skirt of her uniform and he smirked as she
placed his hands over her thighs bravely. He noticed she�d stopped in a fit of
nervousness and looked at him, finding him grinning ear-to-ear.
�I�m sorry�! I� You probably
think I�m crazy��
�Don�t stop.� Thanos replied
calmly.
Leona began to smile,
nervously at first, but with a few shaky breaths, gaining confidence. She
leaned back down to kiss him and let him rub every curve gently. He began to
touch her curvy waist again under the clothes, admiring the soft silky feeling
of her skin. He moved up even more, and Leona shuddered as she felt someone
grazing their hands over her breasts for the first time. At first he stroked
the curve of her mounds gently over the bra, and it wasn�t long before he moved
under and began to squeeze gently, causing her to moan against his lips. The
sound was drowned out in his mouth, but he felt it, and he wanted to make her
moan even more, even louder.
He broke the kiss and pulled
up her dress, taking it over her arms and neck, and when it came off, her glasses
her pushed up a little clumsily. He laughed a little, straightening them as he
tossed the dress uniform to the side. She let him sit and admire her small
frame, and smiled shyly. She loved the way she could feel his cock twitch just
slightly, over and over, under her groin.
All that covered her from him
was her bra and her white tights. Her bra was coming off next. She let him
reach around and with the skill only a ladies man could have, he snapped the
bra of easily and tossed it aside, and his head dipped down as his mouth moved
over her right breast first. She shuddered, almost going numb with sensation as
he began to suck, and rub his tongue over the hardening pebble of her nipple.
His hands were again on her
waist, and guiding her hips to make that grinding motion against his member.
She gasped and began to moan quietly as he pushed his own hips up against her
crotch. He longed to feel that heat. He wanted to pull those tights off and dip
his fingers between her wet little folds.
After a moment of grinding
bodies, he stopped. She was gasping, already flushed, and probably close to
another orgasm like before. It made him smirk mischeviously at how easily he
could get her off. She looked down at him and his voice came low and huskily,
�May I?� as he tugged his fingers at the edges of her tights.
She nodded, and he began to
peel the white material off. She moved back to give him better access, and down
it went past her hips. Damn� panties
underneath� I was hoping these were
her panties today. He mentally laughed to himself. He wasn�t that lucky.
Tossing off her boots to the
side and peeling off the tights, they too joined the rest of her clothes. He
looked down at the girl, one nipple darker than the other from his sucking and
pleasurable abuse. That was when he decided the floor was no place for her to
be deflowered. At least the table was a little better.
He picked her up and laid her
down on the table, fingers moving down to trail over her panties. The two were
again locked in a deep kiss. Everything was so hot around them. That atmosphere
again. So hot, and everything about her was like electricity to each little
nerve in his fingers and body. He needed her. He needed all of her.
Thanos�s fingers traveled
over the portion of her panties that covered her vulva. Hot, and soaked
through-wet. It was natural, every woman was like that at this point. But with
Leona� well, call me crazy, he
thought, he was just going crazy to reach in and glide his fingers through the
slippery fluids. He couldn�t remember the last time he was just aching to touch
a woman like this. He usually skipped the foreplay and moved straight on to the
fucking.
He slid his finger under her panties next to one leg,
tracing the curves of her thigh, and teasing the apex. She shuddered and he
sighed into her mouth when he finally reached the warm nectar in her heat. So
warm. Her folds were so warm, slippery and wet. She wrapped her arms around his
shoulders and squeezed her eyes shut and she squirmed in pleasure. He played
through the silky wet petals for a moment before moving toward her most
sensitive nub and pinching it gently and teasingly. Her body shuddered as she
squeaked at the intense ministrations. Thanos leaned back, watching Leona groan
and shiver at each pinch and movement his index finger and thumb made around
the circumference of her clitoris.
Grinning, and teasing, he began to move faster as her
breaths and cries became faster and more needy. Then he slowed almost to a
stop. She opened her eyes and gave him a pleading look.
�Tell me��
�Hm?� She replied innocently.
�Tell me not to stop.� He said with a boyish grin.
He did it again, pinched and rubbed each side of the small
nub. She shivered and covered her mouth as to not shriek with pleasure. Then he
stopped. She needed it. She wanted more.
�Don�t stop, Thanos! Please!�
�Yeah�� He sighed, �Like that�� He absolutely loved the way
her voice sounded when soaked in lust.
He started pinching again, pinching, rubbing, and kneading
at the soft flesh. She squirmed and kissed deeply when he pressed his lips to
her. Their kiss quickly became rough, and lacked the gentleness it had started
with. She became braver, and began to unbutton his stiff white shirt at the
collar. He smirked when she fumbled over the buttons. He liked the way she shivered
nervously when undressing him as he leaned over her on the table.
�Mmm� Ahh, Thanos, it feels so good!� She cried, stopping
mid-button.
�I won�t stop, then.
�Ahh, ahh�� He moans were getting more frequent. She was
getting closer, and her movement was becoming more and more intoxicated.
Finally all his buttons were undone. She began to pull his shirt off, but
stopped, clenching the material in her small fists as she started to come,
�Ahh! Ohh! Ohhhh, Thanos!! I�m coming!�
Oh, how his cock twitched with need and interest, hearing
her proclaiming her orgasm like that. She would�ve never if she hadn�t dabbled
in those adult books since the last time they�d touched like this.
When she finished shuddering, she gave a tired sigh. He
grinned again, loving the way her face looked, a little sweaty and flushed just
after an orgasm. He was quickly becoming way too attached to this girl.
He reached up and finished what she had started of taking
off his shirt. He tossed it aside, and began to kiss his way from her breasts
down her belly. She shivered, knowing what he was up to. She was becoming more
and more self-conscious, losing what courage she�d had before, �W-wait, I��
He stopped and gazed up at her with curious brown eyes.
She looked back at him. She wanted him to keep going. She
wanted it so bad. To feel his tongue delving into her core� what if he didn�t
like the way she tasted? What if he didn�t like her scent?
�I�m scared.�
�Do you want me to stop?� It irked him to ask, but he
wouldn�t dare touch her unless she wanted it.
She paused for a moment. Then she shook her head, �no�.
He smiled and continued. He kissed past her belly button and
took her legs in his hands, grazing his palms over the smooth skin. He made his
way lower, and lower, and she leaned back against the table, waiting nervously
for his reaction.
She heard him give a lusty moan when he reached her wet
core. She gasped when she felt the utter heat and wetness of his lips and
tongue against her sensitive folds. Her back quickly arched in an agonizing
pleasure as he squeezed her thighs and took her labia into his mouth, sucking
and massaging with his tongue. She shivered and felt like she was going to come
again when he began to �tickle� her clitoris with his tongue.
�Oh!! Oh-ohhh!! Thanos!! Don�t� don�t stop!! Ahhh!!� She
cried loudly, tears welling in her eyes at the intensity of this pleasure she�d
never before experienced.
He moaned needingly as he took one hand from her thigh and
began to poke around at her labia, all while sucking almost painfully at her
clit. She shuddered and wiggled as he pushed a finger into the folds, searching
for the entrance.
She had to admit, during the last few nights she�d taken to
explore herself, she had touched her entrance just slightly, almost teasingly.
She tried to slide a finger in just to see if it would hurt, and found the
tightness and resistance to feel amazing. She hadn�t been able to finish
exploring that night when someone came knocking at her door, breaking her
concentration. But this� Thanos was finding that entrance and was picking up
where she left off. She was going to feel something inside of her for the first
time.
Leona became tense, nervous and anxious for it. Thanos could
feel it, and felt the resistance even through all the natural lubrication of
her juices. He stopped and chuckled a little against her clit, �Don�t be so
tense� just relax.�
She nodded and sighed nervously.
Then her eyes widened and she gave a cry that grew louder as
he moved deeper into her. �Ohhhh, OHH!! Th-Thanos!!�
He smiled at her cries and slid his finger in as deep as he
could. It became easier as he moved slow and gently. Withdrawing slightly, then
pushing back in caused her shudders and cries to increase. Soon he started that
cycle of moving in and out that he was going to do with his cock soon.
�Yes! Ahh, yes! Thanos!!� She moaned.
It wasn�t long before his suckling and fingering brought her
to the edge. He had a much better ending in mind to her rapidly increasing
pleasure.
�Mm� Leona�� He sighed, �I�m going to take you, right now.�
This was her chance to stop him if she hadn�t planned to
take it this far, he thought. He�d stop any time, ofcourse, at her word. She
gave him a reassuring nod, ��Take me��
He smiled and undid the zipper at his pants. Letting them
slide down and lowering his boxers, as Leona sat up, she seemed to stop and
pause in a kind of fear at seeing his large, erect member.
�Oh gods� how is that going to fit in me??� She
absent-mindedly thought aloud.
Thanos laughed, and moved closer, guiding the head of his
cock toward her entrance. He slid the tip through the wet folds teasingly,
�I�ll stop any time you want me to. Just trust me.�
�You�re sweet, Thanos.� She sighed, shaking again with
anticipation and a little fear, �I trust you. Please be gentle� I� really have
never had anything in me before��
He stroked her hair softly and pulled her to the edge of the
table gently so her hips would be in the perfect position for entry. Leaning
over her, he gently guided her back down to the table, to lie down, and with
his other hand held her legs around his waist. He gave a gentle kiss, and felt
some strange excitement at having to be so gentle to deflower this girl.
�Shhh� It�s just like before. Just relax��
Leona nodded and let him draw her into a deep kiss.
She could feel the tip of his penis getting closer and
closer to her entrance. She could feel his hard chest against her own. She
could feel her bare legs wrapped around his waist. She felt so aware of
everything at that moment. She could feel a gentle prick at the opening, before
a painful stretching. She shivered and groaned lightly as it began to move
inside.
�Ahh� Thanos!� She gasped.
�I�ll stop whenever you tell me to. It�s going to hurt a
bit.�
�Don�t stop�� She pleaded, and urged him with a squeeze of her
legs.
He pushed a little deeper and she could really begin to feel
the heat and strain of her muscles now. She groaned and he held her legs a
little wider to give better access. He could feel her thin barrier rubbing
against his sensitive head. He had a small part in, finally, and with a quick
sigh, he pushed in quickly to break her barrier.
Leona�s eyes widened as she felt him suddenly so deep inside
of her. She had felt the membrane tearing. She had felt him pushing deep into
places never before touched. After a moment of shock she gave a loud cry.
�Ahh! Thanos it hurts!!� She squeaked amidst tears.
�You�re alright, just hold still.� He breathed against her
neck. He was panting and moaning at her tightness as he did his best to fight
the urge to just start fucking her hard. He held still to let her small body
adjust to his girth and length.
It wasn�t long before her tears subsided, and she held him
tightly. She whispered, �It doesn�t hurt as bad anymore��
Thanos smiled and kissed her neck. He began to withdraw
slightly and heard her gasp. It was so wet, and so warm. She fit around him
perfectly like a tight glove. Taking balance on the table he began to push back
in and heard her groan lightly. Oh gods, it was beautiful. Those same squeaks
and �aah��s he�d fantasized about not long before. He was taking her and he was
making her emit those beautiful noises.
He leaned up on his elbows to look down at her and she gazed
up at him, blushing nervously. It was the most adorable thing. He moved in and
out of her a few times, sighing and hissing in pleasure. His eyes shut slowly
as he delved deeper and held her by the waist.
She held him tightly, arms over his shoulders. Together they
moaned and breathed each other�s names lustfully. It wasn�t long before she was
squeezing him with her legs and panting, �Hahh� ahhh, Thanos, faster� Ohh,
Thanos make me come��
�Mmm� Leona�� He hissed, complying to her desires and
increasing the pace. He thrust hard and deep into her sheathe, moaning with
each thrust. Gods she was so tight and good. The two were moist from the heat.
Leona fingered through Thanos�s short damp hair, playing and smiling as her
fingers tousled the brown tresses. Her grip on his hair tightened
unintentionally when she began to shudder and break in release.
�Ohhh, ohhh!! Oh, Thanos!! Thanos!! I�m coming again!!
Ahhh!!� She cried loudly. He pumped in and out harder, and faster slamming into
her most sensitive core and making her collapse under a wash of pleasure.
He kept going even as she came, feeling her muscles
contracting and twitching around his cock. In the sensitized state it was easy
to make her come over and over in succession. How long had it been? How many
times had he made the poor girl weak and wild with pleasure and orgasm? His own
release was coming and he held the table so tight his knuckles were white.
He didn�t care if Elwen could hear them two floors up in her
office. He didn�t care if that ridiculously dressed �diva� of a man in the
second floor of the basement could hear them in his ridiculously feminine room.
He was moaning and crying out her name loudly, �Leona!! Leona!! Oh gods!! Oh
fuck, yes!!�
She cried his name the same, just like all the other
orgasms. As he came closer he pounded harder and faster, making the table shake
and groan in protest. He was wild with lust and so close to climax he could
taste it. He uttered the most obscene expletives and would wonder later if he
scared the girl with all the, �Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, yes, I want to fuck you so
hard and deep� God damn it! Oh damn!� and other things he found himself a
little embarrassed of saying after sex.
With a few more loud cries and thrusts he felt his release
come, �Oh gods!! Leona!! Leona, I�m come� co� I�m coming!!� He pounded her
hard, almost not caring if he hurt her. He didn�t give a damn if the table
broke right under them. He didn�t care if she began hitting and punching him.
His vision went white and his hot stickiness spurt out against her innermost
walls and muscles relentlessly. Gods, each spurt, each twitch, each thurst sent
him further and further over the edge, and he was gone.
�Ahhh!!!� Leona cried, climaxing for the last time that
night.
Finally, the two slowed to a halt.
Panting, Thanos seemed to collapse a little over the girl.
Leona sighed and breathed heavily, tears streaming down her cheeks and panting
his name over and over� along with something else he couldn�t quite make out in
all the fuzziness of this post-orgasm afterglow.
Then he heard her clearly, muttering over and over,
��Thanos, Thanos, I love you� I love you��
He shivered a little at the cold air the room had taken on.
Or perhaps that was his own fear kicking in?
She� loved him? What was he supposed to say? �I love you,
too�? He�d never had this happen before� but� it was strangely pleasant. Someone
actually loved the angry, snarky secretary Thanos?
He leaned up over her weakly. He wanted to just melt as he
saw her smiling and crying at the same time. She leaned up and kissed him
deeply before he pulled her away gently.
�Leona� I�� What was he going to say?
�Don�t say anything.� She stopped him.
That was a relief.
He was about to do another something stupid; say the three
words that scared him the most, �I love you.�
��I�m sorry. I�� She began slowly, scooting away from him.
Thanos leaned back and took a seat in one of the chairs as Leona sat on the
table, �I understand we haven�t known each other long� and I know you�re my
first real crush. Don�t say �I love you� out of just being in the moment� not
unless you really feel it.�
That left him a little bit in awe. The kid was smarter than
she looked. He wondered if� despite being so clumsy and na�ve looking, she was
wise beyond her years.
�Leona��
Leona jumped down and made her way back to her clothes.
Thanos reached up and pulled her onto his lap, her naked back against his
chest. He held her tightly and leaned his forehead and eyes against her
shoulder.
�Leona� I love you too.�
The blonde smiled softly, and settled her hands over his
arms. She leaned into his embrace, and together they sat there, motionless.
The rest of the night was far from awkward like any other
with a woman he barely knew. Leona had stayed in the meeting room to get
dressed as Thanos left. It was getting late� passed eleven. She�d been in there
for thirty minutes, and so he went back to check on her, only to find that
she�d fallen asleep sitting in the chair they�d been on earlier. He smiled, and
picked up her light body.
This was the furthest thing from a joke now, he thought as
he carried her out of Theater Vancoor to his home nearby.
This was the furthest thing from making a kid cry, he
thought as he tucked her into his bed, in his small room, and covered her in
cool black sheets and blankets. She was fast asleep, and seemed to stir a
little when he crawled into bed behind her, and wrapped his arms around her.
This was� some sick, designless love, he thought. Well�
maybe not sick. But definitely the most random thing that had happened to him
in years. And unlike those random things before, he hardly regretted this.
He fell asleep, his face buried against pillows and her
sweet scented blonde hair. He felt her curl back against his body as he held
her and sigh contentedly, �Thank you��
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