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Night's Witness

Fandom: IkeVamp

Pairing: Leonardo x F!Reader

Prompt: Enchanted Evenings Day 17: Impact Play

Type: NSFW- Minors DNI

Cw: impact play, spanking, fingering, punishment, dirty talk, teasing, orgams, implied overstimulation

WC: 1000+

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"Such a naughty Cara Mia" his voice pulls you from your dreams and you whisper his name. Opening your eyes you look around, taking a moment to get your bearings. Night has fallen, and you are wrapped up in his shirt on the balcony, your skin cool to the touch from the night air. His hand resting on your thighs, the cool air rustling the fabric.

"Leonardo" you whisper, eyes opening long enough to find his golden ones, smiling at the loving look in his eyes.

"What are you doing out here, dressed like that" he scolds, worried about you catching a cold in the chilly breeze.

"I was waiting for you to come home. I guess I fell asleep. Good thing you are here now to warm me up though," you murmur, rubbing the last traces of sleep from your arms. Leonardo goes to move his hand, but your legs snap together, trapping his hand between your thighs, keeping his warmth close to your core.

"Oh?" His eyes widen at your movement and you whine softly, looking up at him with pleading eyes. Sleep recedes quickly from your mind when you remember why you are out here, and the interactions the two of you had all day. Capturing his second hand stroking your cheek, you press slow kisses to his palm, keeping your eyes on his as you kiss the strong calloused hand. All the teasing the two of you have been engaging in all day has made mass of your core. Desire and pleasure tangled in a ball. Your eyes try to convince him of what your lips can't, though by the smirk on his lips, he knows.

"Do you need something?" He lowers his breath so it teases your neck and ear, watching the goosebumps rise over your Tender flesh. The hand trapped between your legs, squeezes the supple flesh of your thighs as you relax enough that he can slide his hand up.

"Are you wearing anything under my shirt?" His eyes furrow as the wind picks up again, and you tilt your head at him, an innocent look gracing your features.

"Find out yourself" you challenge, enjoying the spark of defiance and pleasure hitting your nerves. His smirk darkens slightly, posture changing. He sits on the sofa next to you, tugging you close to him. You shut your eyes, anticipating a kiss, senses drunk off his smell. Opening your eyes when your lips don't connect, your brows furrow and you watch the amusement in his eyes.

"Leo, please" you press your hand on his chest, trying to close the distance. His hand is slowly caressing your thigh. Unbuttoning his shirt with his other hand, he bares your body and you spread your legs slightly wider, your bare core already glistening with need.

"Out on the balcony in just my shirt, asleep. You should be ashamed. " His words don't mask the lust in his voice, and you can feel his gaze still on your core.

"What are you going to do about it?" Feeling scandalous and bold, you bring your face centimeters from his, letting your breath warm his lips. Dominance flickers through his gaze, a primal lust taking over as he pushes you over his lap.

"I see a naughty Cara Mia needs to be taught a lesson" his voice laden with desire and you brace your hands against the marble of the balcony floor. His hands caress your butt, one hand teases your thighs, the other choosing where to start. You brace yourself for the impact, but Leonardo is patient, watching as your body anticipates it and finally bringing his hand down when you least expect it. The sound seems to echo in the night, and pleasure ripples as you let out a moan.

"Surely this is more scandalous than just being out here minding my own business" you manage, your heart pounding at the ideas of the others hearing.

"Maybe, but at least they know to stay away. They could have wandered out here and seen the display you were putting on. A display for my eyes only" Leonardo brings his hand down again on the other cheek, his fingers brushing along your core, timing his thrust with the next impact. Your walls clamp down on the intrusion, riding the aftermath of the impact on the stimulation his finger provides. Whimpers fall from your lips as your hips rock against his legs. He adds a finger next, massaging your skin as he curls his fingers, your legs trembling with pleasure.

Your pleas fill the silence, begging him for more stimulation, your pleasure creating faster with every thrust. He can feel how you clench and pulse around his fingers, the need making a mess of his hand.

His hand comes down again, and his other thumb finds your clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves as your moans fill the air. Only his name falls off your tongue, and he complies with your whines, speeding up his thrusts, as the pleasure threatens to wash over you.

"Please,please, please" your coil is building bigger as his hand hits the tender flesh again, feeling your nerves ripple.

"Let go, I have you" he promises, feeling your body sag in response.

Your orgasm washes over you in blinding pleasure, cutting all thoughts as you focus only on him. Your body arches up off his lap as you ride his finger through your orgam, listening to his praise. When his fingers don't still, your hips jerk with overstimulation. His fingers grip your chin, pulling your gaze up to his. Golden eyes pierce through your lust ladder ones.

"This was a punishment Cara Mia, remember? I never said I was done with you yet." The promise has the coil building back up. Your eyes rolling back as the night sky bears witness, Leonardo's skilled fingers don't stop until he is satisfied by the mess he's made of you.