neonleon | mcu/rise mashup

[Peter laughs again, shaking a little with mirth. The vibration travels through the web slightly. He's moved away just enough to not lean into Leo.

Peter ghosts his fingers along Leo's leg. Warm fingertips settling at the turtle's knee. He lazily draws circles against the knee with his fingertips. His hand draws back upwards, ghosting against Leo's lower plates.]

I'll see what I can do about that. Didn't think you'd want silk-satin sheets.

[He leans in to press a kiss against Leo's chin.]

I usually have cotton sheets on my bed. [An easy teasing implication.] Think you'd want to test those out with me?

Hey, I'm a villain. I only want the finest on my bed.

[A beat.]

And in my bed. [He practically purrs leaning up after Peter's affection.] But I think we could test that out.

[Peter chuckles a little at that. The exhalation with the amused sound likely warm against Leo's skin.] Smooth talker as always. I think I could take you up on that. Just have to make sure you're a little less inclined to flood a city, rob banks, blow up a bank, you know, the usual.

[The whole scenario they've made up is ridiculous, but Peter is having fun. Leo is handsome and Peter wants to kiss him.

He makes sure Leo's legs are still spread properly. He debates with himself very briefly on if he wants to draw further back or not.

Peter moves to just settle his weight over Leo, straddling him a lot more aggressively now. The web holds up well under both of their weights and Peter's movements.]

Oh, of course.

[When Peter settles on top of him again, Leo feeling his husband's knees around him, Leo leans up as much as he can. Snaps gently at the air between them with a grin.]

But you know, that smooth talking is what got me where I am now.

Was it your plan all along to end up in my web? [He's trying to not laugh too much at all of this. He's having a good time, even if he's sure he sounds absolutely dorky.

He wants to indulge in that bite, but manages to restrain himself. Peter just traces his fingertips along Leo's jawline, lightly sticking there. ]

And if it was?

[The touch has him freezing. A thrill up his spine feeling Peter sticking against his jaw is more unusual than the rest of this, even moreso not able to see it. Peter's laugh echoes in his ears as he tries to visualize it himself.]

What would you do then?

[Peter hums lowly back, letting the vibration carry between them. He lets his fingers stay stuck to Leo's jaw just a little longer.

He's found a comfortable balance where he is. His knees on either side of Leo's waist. His weight easily settled over the pinned turtle.]

I could take it as a good sign, you wanted to be rehabilitated. [He lets the sentiment sit between them.] Or, I'm going to have to fuck you a lot harder until you figure things out.

[His touch is still very careful, fingertips settled against Leo's throat, just sticking to the skin with no real pressure behind it.] I feel like we're both winning with either option, honestly.

[Leo's pulse is racing, hard and fast. Breath shallow and quick, but excited and not frantic. It's new territory they're treading and trying out. It isn't the worst thing they've tried.

One thing Leo is deciding right now: blindfolded or not, Peter is hot as hell right now.]

Oh, I definitely agree. We are both winning.

[The feeling of his husband's pulse hammering against his fingertips just adds to the heavy breathing. Peter bites the inside of his cheek. Peter shifts how he's sitting, trying to ignore the little pulse of arousal that sends through him.

He unsticks his fingers slowly, just ghosting them normally down Leo's neck, settling back to rest against his plastron.

He rocks into Leo lightly, testing the waters of grinding against the turtle.]

Even if you misbehave, I think I can pull you back in line. Do you plan on being good or bad?

[He dips in to press a brief kiss against Leo's shoulder.]

[It's difficult to rut his hips back up like this. It doesn't mean Leo doesn't try, barely getting any motion going. He bites on his bottom lip to stifle the noise that bubbles out of him at the attention.]

Which answer gets me the most attention?

[Peter has to stifle a sound at the sight of his husband rutting like that. Just trying to keep the whole persona going. He dips in close to whisper against Leo's 'ear'.]

You tell me.

[He noses against Leo's shoulder slightly before he lets himself drop down a little lower. He keeps one hand balanced against Leo's plastron. The palm flat, stuck to the surface.

Peter more purposefully settles himself properly between his husband's legs, rolling their hips together. He rolls himself against Leo's lower softer plates to get a reaction.]

Oh- [Fuck. He whines, trilling between breaths at the friction. It takes real effort to roll back up against him; he was still dropped from the first round, and it isn't taking much work to get him hard again.

It's different. It's different when he can't see Peter and not able to guess what he's about to do based on his physical tells. The sensitivity is blocking out the initial concerns, those twinges of instinctive guard he kept up.]

Bad. Definitely bad gets more attention.

You don't even know what being good will get you yet. [Peter is breathing a little fast. He's definitely getting wet already from Leo's reactions and the friction between them.

He presses their hips flush together, trapping Leo's member between them. He makes a point to settle at just the angle that the tip of Leo's member can likely feel Peter's damp folds. Given his current inability to move, it isn't likely he can't thrust into the brunette.]

We have a lot of things to explore, don't you think?

[The motion gets a loud whine from Leonardo, closing his eyes tight behind his bandana. Not that it changes what he can see or anything, but he's trying to keep his breathing even like this. He feels it - feels Peter's wet slick and his warmth just at the edge.

Leo tries to rut his hips up into Peter, getting just half an inch of friction with a groan.]

I-i think we do. Yeah.

[Peter's breath shakes a little at the rutting, but he manages to keep his voice even.]

What do you want to explore first, Neon Leon? Can I just call you Leon? [He moves to slide himself across the length of Leo's member without letting the turtle push into him.]

Or is that too informal? [He slowly starts to unstick his hand from his husband's plastron. Trying to offer the turtle two sensations back to back.]

Oh, I don't thi-ink [Oh holy shit. He's still sensitive from the knotting before, and Peter sliding over him like that with the unsticking from his plastron is doing horrible, beautiful things to his nerves.

Leo takes a second to get his breath, even if his words are still breathless.]

I think we haven't gotten that informal yet.

[Peter bites at his bottom lip to try and keep himself from making a sound as he gently moves himself across Leo again, making sure the motions are slow and deliberate.

He lays his newly freed hand against Leo's side, sticking there.]

Oh, we haven't? Think we'll hit that point after you're inside me?

[He slowly lets his hand unstick across Leo's side.]

I mean, we could?

[His voice goes up an octave or two on the last word. Peter's motions are doing things to him, hot and hard between Peter's legs.]

Could definitely hit that point. Holy shit. [Okay this is definitely going to be a night he remembers for a long time from now, if he ever needs a reminder of why they're fighting this stupid endless war.]

Playing hard to get now, after I caught you up in my web?

[Peter is trying to resist his urge to just slide onto Leo, it is so tempting. He wants to feel his husband buried inside of him again.

He stills himself, just keeping Leo's member under his folds. The turtle's member is going to become slick from Peter's own arousal.

He leans in to draw Leo in for a kiss, wanting to just taste him.]

It wouldn't be fun if I gave up right away, would it?

[He murmurs Peter's name when he feels his husband's lips against his. Leo does his best to lean in without the leverage or slack to against the web. He's breathing hard into his mouth. It's a strain to keep it up, to keep his hips still.]

[Peter gently sighs Leo's name back, breaking character to just kiss him deeply. He just wants his husband so badly now.

He finally takes a little mercy on both of them. He moves back a little, just enough the tip of his husband's member slides into him.]

[Leo's fine with the kiss. Tilting his head to fit against Peter easily, practiced and experienced.

But he bites at his husband's lip when he feels that warmth just on the edge there. He yearns to flick his hips up and push further into him. But the webbing has him tight and secure, not able to follow through on the urge.

So instead, he keeps up the case of Peter's mouth, eager and hungry now.]

[The lingering disappointment in himself for breaking character doesn't last much longer, as Leo kisses him hungrily back. Peter is happy to return the attention in kind. He moans openly at the bite, shivering slightly.

He slowly starts sliding more of himself onto his husband's length. Normally, Leo would be holding onto him at this point, but the pace is all Peter's for now.

He only breaks the kiss for air, taking in a quick greedy breath before dipping back in for another kiss.

He takes his sweet time to slide down onto the entirety of his husband's length. Once he's fully there, he's panting quietly.]

Fuck- Fu-Peter- [He's whispering against Peter's lips with feeling, not wanting Peter to pull away. He still wants to taste him, lick inside his mouth while Peter slides onto him. He shivers under his husband as slow as he's going taking him in.

Leo wants to keep kissing him. He wants to thrust up into him, Leo wants to hold him, he wants everything which is exactly against the point of this particular exercise. Peter is in control of this. Peter calls the shots. So Leo does his best to stay perfectly still outside the kiss.]

[Peter just holds still once he has Leo fully buried inside of him. He ends up pressing his forehead against Leo's shoulder again.]

god, Leo- [He means to keep to the act, but he's basking in feeling so full. He moves just enough to carefully balance his arms against Leo as he starts slowly rocking into him.

The web itself is sturdy, but their movement sends a vibration rolling through the tendrils.

He presses a kiss against Leo's lips again, drawing him in for another kiss. ]

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