Help! I Became A Guy In A BL Novel!
Chapter 212: Sucked-

Chapter 212: Sucked-

"Riven..." Leon was able to muster, his eyes were closed. He felt weak, his arms and legs felt like jelly. He needed that wolf right now.

Riven promised that he was going to help Leon relieve himself, so that was what he planned to do. He let go of Leon’s soft lips and decided to move. He planted gentle kisses along Leon’s cleanly shaven jaw. He remembered feeling the rough stubble when he kissed Ronan or Soren but it was different with Leon.

His lips practically glided. He could hear Leon’s faint gasps, the way his muscles flexed with each kiss, the temptation to move took over, but he could not, Riven bound him.

His chest rose and fell with the deep breaths he took to compose himself, it only made it more attractive. Riven quickly made his way down Leon’s neck. He smelled lovely, like cinnamon and rose perfume, he fought back the urge to bite him.

As he reached Leon’s collarbone, he started to fuss, "Hurry..."

Riven did not mind that, he was being a tease on purpose. He pushed aside the beautiful blond hair and grazed his lips along the collarbone. He could hear Leon panting even harder. The lion was aroused, and it was clearly visible down under.

"I will not be hurrying, Leon. You cannot order me." Riven smirked against Leon’s warm skin and replied.

"But I am the king!" Leon protested.

"Does not matter." Riven’s hand made its way down just like Leon did earlier.

"Hnnngh!" Leon moaned sharply. He was extra sensitive due to the aphrodisiac. The redness of his blush reached his neck, that was how affected he was.

Riven chuckled softly, relishing in the power he held. He could feel the heat radiating from Leon’s body, each gasp a sweet melody that urged him on. His fingers danced lightly over Leon’s hip, teasing the fabric of his underpants as he leaned closer, placing a soft kiss just above his waistband.

Leon squirmed, a mix of frustration and desire flooding his senses. "Riven, please..." he breathed, the need in his voice igniting something primal in Riven. He quite enjoyed being a dom, it was such a powerful feeling.

"Please what?" Riven murmured, his breath hot against Leon’s skin. He loved this game, the way Leon’s desperation only fueled his own.

"Don’t make me beg," Leon replied, his voice shaky yet defiant. His pride as a king still remained despite how desperate he was for a release.

"Oh, but I will. So beg me, your highness." Riven said with a smirk, pressing a kiss just below Leon’s navel. He could feel the tension building, both in Leon’s body and his own, a delicious push and pull that made every kiss feel electric.

Leon’s back arched, and he whimpered, his fingers curling into the sheets that bound. "Riven... You’re killing me."

"Good," Riven whispered, his lips brushing against Leon’s skin once more. "Then let’s see just how much more you can take."

Riven’s smirk widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He could feel the weight of Leon’s need pressing against him, a heady mix of power and desire. Slowly, he knelt between Leon’s legs, savouring the moment.

No, he did not feel too guilty for teasing him relentlessly, he should have some fun too! He already sacrificed his own needs!

"Let’s see just how much you can take, my king," Riven teased, his voice low and sultry. He nuzzled against Leon’s thigh, feeling the heat radiating from him.

Leon’s breath hitched as Riven’s lips brushed tantalisingly close to where he craved the touch the most. "Riven, don’t tease..." he pleaded, the desperation evident in his voice.

Having Leon beg him like this just fueled his own desires, being a top was amazing. Was this how Ronan and Soren felt every time? No wonder... It was addictive.

With a sly grin, Riven finally took the plunge. He wrapped his lips around the head of Leon’s throbbing length, swirling his tongue expertly. The taste was intoxicating, a mix of salt and musk that made him want more.

Riven thought it would take a while to conquer this arrogant king, but the moment came sooner than he expected.

Leon gasped, arching his back as the sensation shot through him. "Mmmff!" His voice refused to come out. Leon bit his lip to stop making any sounds.

The wolf found himself sounding more like Soren, "Come on, now. Don’t suppress your moans, I will continue only when Im satisfied with your voice..." Riven continued to tease Leon’s length.

"Ahh! Riven... D- Don’t Stop..." Leon cried out loud. When has he ever been bullied like this?! He was a spoiled king, he never had to beg for anything!

Riven looked up, watching the way Leon’s face twisted in pleasure. He started to take him deeper, inch by inch, each movement accompanied by soft, wet sounds that made Leon squirm.

"Faster... Please!" Leon gasped, his voice strained. He was losing himself, each thrust of Riven’s mouth threatening to make him lose his mind entirely.

Riven obliged, picking up the rhythm. He hollowed his cheeks, sucking harder, relishing the way Leon moaned uncontrollably.

It was a pity that his hands were tied, Leon wanted to grab Riven’s hair and push him down. He was so close... So... Close.

Riven’s heart raced at the thought of bringing Leon to the edge, of watching him unravel completely. He pressed his tongue against the sensitive underside and felt Leon’s body tense. Riven had a decision to make, should he be cruel to this arrogant Lion and deny him?

He shook his head, no... That would indeed be too cruel. Besides, he was curious. He needed to know what Leon’s reaction would be the next day.

With a final, deep thrust, Leon cried out, his pleasure crashing over him like a tidal wave. Riven drank in every drop, he had become a pro by now. He felt Leon’s body shake before calming down, his muscles relaxed immediately.

"Hah... Riven..."