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listentomymuse2025-06-05 06:14 pm
sunsetking) wrote in listentomymuse2025-06-05 06:14 pmOverlord and the pup
Continuation
sunsetking) wrote in listentomymuse2025-06-05 06:14 pm
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[He nips harder, giving the faintest brief purr. Rom really doesn’t purr much. It takes a lot to get more than that from him]
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[He tilts his head back a bit, baring more of his neck for him.]
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[He grumbles against his neck, biting down just short of breaking the skin. He sucks on the spot as his tail strokes down Leona’s back]
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[a sigh escapes from him.
Leona does nudge Kirara. He’ll spoil her more later. A certain leopard demands his attention right now.]
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I can stop…
[kirara gives a new of protest but she does hop off Leona lap. She shakes out and fluffs her fur a bit as she starts grooming herself]
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Can you stop?
[Rom is already making marks on his neck. Leona runs his tail between the leopard’s neck.]
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[His eyes darken feeling his tail. It makes him bite harder, accidentally breaking the skin a bit. Tasting the blood he does lossen his hold and licks the bite, mumbling a sorry. He might be pulling Leona more too him too.
Kirara is just peeking at them as she cleans her paws]
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[Especially with him licking the blood up like that.
Leona lightly nudges Kirara.]
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Not quite. You're not bothered at all?
[Rom grunts and he moves a bit so he can push Leona back against the grass and lean over him.]
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Do I seem bothered?
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[He leans down and nuzzles the other side of his neck, lips brushing along his skin. His tail does move and stroke up Leona's leg and over the front of his pants. The tip of his tail dips into the waist band]
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[He sighs softly at that.
Leona moves his tail over the curve of Rom’s ass. He lifts his hands up to grip his hips.]
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I suggest you use that magic of yours to teleport us somewhere more private before I undress you here. That or I just carry you.
[He snorts softly. There's so much tempation in marking Leona's neck even if he knows better]
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I thought you liked carrying me.
[He rubs his tail harder against Rom, eyes darkening.]
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Leona....
[He says his name with a deeper tone. Yeah, hes feeling it bad. Maybe hes been a tiny bit jealous over Leona having his attention so spread out. Now he's gotta share it with the quater demon too.]
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[He smirks up at him.
It’s not like how it was in the past when they were a small pride, after all. It’s no secret though that Leona favors Rom greatly over some of the others too.]
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Rom stares at that smirk. He knows when Leona smirks like that and just repeats his name back at him he's going to be purposfully difficult. The lion has too much fun just messing with them or making them work extra hard for the same goal!
He could just teleport them!
Rom stares down at him a bit longer before his head hangs a bit. He debates just taking Leona there and making it anyone elses problem...hell Leona could make them invisible but Rom has no way of knowing if he would acutally or not just to get a reaction out of someone else.
With a grumble, Rom gets off him only to pick the lion up effortlessly and uncomfortably walk back to his room with Leona in his arms]
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Leona likes to be especially difficult whenever the leopard is in the mood.
So when Rom picks him up? He laughs, tail swaying and brushing up against the leopard.]
I wonder how fast you can get us to your room.
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[That tail is making his pants more uncomfortable and its more uncomfortable to walk. Why is his room so far from the garden?
Rom's ears fall back as he tries not to focus on Leona. He just needs to get to the room, throw the lion on his bed and everything will be good]
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[Leona smirks.
You sure you want to continue bedding the lion? Because he’s going to rub his tail harder against him. With Rom liking to keep his chest exposed? He turns his head to nip at the skin too.]
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Rom's brow twitches as he feels the lion taking advantage that he still does not like to wear closed shirts. That damn tail too.]
You really...don't. You want it too so why...?
[They're. almost. there. Just a little further.....]
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Because you’re fun to tease.
[His tail continues to rub against him. He lifts one hand, letting it claw down Rom’s chest slowly before scraping over a nipple,]
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He tries to hurry, growling a bit under his breath. The lion really is a tease. He does pick up pace and it isnt long before his room is insight and he makes a beeline.]
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Leona smirks against him and then begins nipping at the skin, too. The claw that scraped his nipple begins to tweak it now. A pinch and another scrape.
He picks a spot on the leopard’s chest to start sucking on the skin there.]
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[He growls at him, practically kicking opening his own door. His ears are perked has he feels more of Leona teasing him.
His tail slams the door close as he practically throws Leona onto the bed before pinning him down to it. He glares down at him]
You can be such a brat…
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