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Honestly, you weren't expecting this one.
You were just chilling in this cave, thinking about stuff, when you heard some noise. You peeked out, and saw a man. Just one. It was a bit dark, so you tried to look closer. But as you did, he spotted you, and walked up to you. He was panting quite heavily, and limping as well.
The cave had collapsed earlier. You didn't need much help getting out, but he definitely did, especially in his condition, and holy shit it was Leonel Salamanca and he was pulling out a gun.
"Ah!! I'm not a threat!!" You exclaim, and raise your arms in the air. "You can search me if you want, pat me down, whatever, just- please don't kill me!!"
He stops, and does as you said. You shiver a bit as his hands pat around your chest and hips, but try to keep your composure. Upon seeing that you do not, in fact, have a weapon, he seems to calm down a bit. Although obviously, he still seems suspicious, which makes sense, because he doesn't know who you are.
You look at him for a few seconds, as he stares at you back, and hum.
He's pretty tall, and very scary, but there's something in you that's also a bit interested to find out if there's any cracks in that hard exterior of his, and what you can do to seep into them and touch that soft inside.
…pun intended
"So, uh, your leg. It's bleeding. Are you okay?" You ask, and he looks down, almost as if he hadn't even realized it. He then unbuckles his pants, and quickly tightens the belt around his wounded leg like a tourniquet. He then sighs, and sits down, and you do the same.
"So… how are you gonna get out of here?" You ask him, as he stares at the rubble blocking the narrow entrance.
"I can remove the rocks." He says simply, and you chuckle. "Ah. Of course." You say, then frown "So, why not go out now?"
"Not safe out." He replies, and shuffles a bit to get more comfortable.
"Ah. Okay."
You shuffle a bit too, definitely not because you wanna get closer to him because it's cold in the cave and he's warm, and tap your fingers on your legs.
"So… you got a brother, huh?"
He side-eyes you, suspicious, and you start chuckling nervously. Wait, fuck, he doesn't know you, he'll think you're a spy or something.
"A-ah, well, it's just, I think I saw you before, with another guy who looked a lot like you."
He hums.
Fuck. He's really suspicious now.
"Uh, well- I have a sister too. Twin. I know how that feels, y'know." You say. It's true, you're actually not lying this time.
Leonel stays silent, and you wonder if he even noticed that you've been shuffling progressively closer to him, with how still he's sitting.
"Always with you all the time. It's cool, like a best friend, or even a shadow. Someone you can always rely on."
You shuffle closer, and right now, you know that if you get any closer, you'll actually touch him. It's making you a bit nervous, but you're ready to try.
"But also… you know… with someone always by your side… it's hard to… y'know-"
He actually seems to listen, his head turning just slightly.
Bingo.
"-get rid of those… urges."
He lifts an eyebrow, staying silent, and you can tell he's actually interested in what you're saying.
"You sleep in the same bed? Or the same room, at least?"
He nods, and you chuckle, rubbing your face. "Yeah. I get that. Used to do that for years with my sis, till I begged my parents to get my own room. It's hell."
He actually turns to you a bit, and tilts his head, fully listening now.
"You either try to be silent, or… just don't do it at all."
"Yeah."
You turn to him too, and look at him. He's really cute. You never really paid attention to that before, apparently.
"You ever wanna just… let it all out?" You mumble, and slid a hand up his arm.
Immediately, he grabs you and slams you against the rock, growling. Ah, shit. Not interested?
Leonel looks at you for a second, you stare back. Then he pounces, pressing his entire body against yours and grunting softly. His mouth rests against your forehead, huffing warm air against your skin as he just keeps on rubbing against you.
"Mmhh. Pent up, huh?" You moan, and look up at him. "Make sure you don't make too much noise, though-"
He turns you around, removes his vest and tosses it on the floor, before getting you to kneel on it on all fours. His hand grabs your hair and pushes your head down, and you try your best to suppress a squeal when you feel his weight shift above you as he leans over, lips on your ear, hand sliding over your mouth, and whispers shut the fuck up.
You do roll your hips with pure excitement, however, and only get more excited when he pulls down your pants, and rubs his very large length over your ass, before sliding it down to your entrance. You're wet, but you're not so sure it'll fit with just this. Then, you hear him spit, and slimy warmth drops across your butt down your perineum.
Okay, now that'll be enough.
As he thrusts in, immediately your legs give up and you fall flat on your stomach. He keeps on thrusting, hard and slow, like he's trying to enjoy it at the maximum. You groan, and his two first fingers slide in your mouth, thick enough so you can barely make a noise anymore. Fuuuuuckkkk… kinda tastes like blood and dirt, but fucking hell it feels so good.
He's very heavy on top of you, teeth gnawing at your nape and he thrusts, and it's like every time he does, he goes even harder. Then it gets a bit faster, he's getting impatient, he's about to cum.
At the last second, he grabs you and props you up on his lap, hands on your hips to guide your thrusts. You turn your head, leaning back to look at him, and he opens his mouth, tongue sliding in your mouth to lick against yours gently. Your eyes roll in their orbits and you wrap an arm around his head, your other hand simply resting between your legs.
Then he cums, and it feels like three whole kiloliters have been poured inside your stomach. You gasp, and the both of you look at the liquid slowly pouring out of you, equally amazed at how much there is.
Leonel holds onto you for a few moments more, and gently kisses your neck. You smile softly, and rub his head, before pressing your palm on his forehead to make him sleep.
He'd wake up, right here like nothing ever happened and he'd just dreamed it. Oh well. Hopefully he had fun.