Morning/Afternoon/Evening my little beauties!
I have watched Child 44 five times in the past three days and I just can’t get
enough of Leo grunting, strutting, crying and hurting! He’s one of my little
favourites. So, here is some Leo Shhhmut, with some Gif guidelines. YES, I have
used gif’s to help with your visual! You’re welcome ;)
So, warning! Smut AND somewhat graphic GIF’s of people having sex.
TROLLING the internet for people that looked like Tom, but I can’t seem to find
any. The people in the pictures are only demonstrating the sex…not the looks.
Yeah, this is my smut warning!Do not read past this is you’re not into sexy
These are the gi’s that INSPIRED me! Can you imagine?
There was definitely not enough Leo booty in this
movie! I needed to see more than the 10/15 seconds worth you get at the start.
Also, again, I’m not a fan of Noomi/Tom…so, it didn’t really do it for me. BUT!
You see back muscle and buns of steel and you hear his little grunts…I need to
stop before I explode!
You’re sitting at the table and you’re surrounded by
your husband’s colleagues. Taking a sip of wine after you finish your dessert
and he leans in to whisper in your ear.
“If you were on
this menu, I’m sure you would be the sweetest thing my tongue would ever taste.”
Choking back a gasp, you feel the shift of the table cloth by your leg and you
focus on the voices around you. You hear them speaking about children and the
great revolution but you feel his hand on your thigh. His crooked little pink
scratching the fine material of you A-Line dress he bought you for the
He laughs and jeers with his fellow comrades, but his
hand busiest itself with the material. Pushing and pulling the material from
your fist as you try and fight for your modesty. Enjoying the idea that you’re
fighting him, he turns his eyes to you only and his menacing grunt could only
be heard your ear as he leans into your side, shoulder to shoulder he whispers.
“Come now my love, let me have a taste.”
His voice is almost baritone and you watch the ladies fawn at what they think
is words of affection. You smile nervously at the people around the table, you
try and bat his curious hand away but he manages to pull your fisted grip away
from the material.
Letting his finger trace the fine white lace of your garter belt and
suspenders, you place your hands flat on the table and focus only on the
conversation surrounding you. You wonder how he can maintain his superior
attitude when he’s rubbing his fingers against the soft skin of your inner
thigh. Your shaky hands take hold of crystal wine glass in front of you and he
turns to watch you gulp back the champagne and marvels at the rippled muscle of
You turn to watch his reaction as he slips his forefinger up into your
corselette and watch him realise that there was nothing keeping you covered
under your girdle. Watching him turn his head slowly to you, his eyes follow
the path down your nose and watches you take a delicious soft pink lip between
the rows of perfect pearl whites. You look everywhere but his eyes, scared that
you had angered him, the purple hue of his war scars and the slight stubble on
his cheek was a fine distraction from his haunting eyes..
“I think you have been a very naughty little girl.” His voice was low when he
spoke to you. He never called you little girl outside of your home.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Sir.” Turning away from him, you take
the glass in your hand and sip at the expensive champagne. You hear his condescending
grunt as he lights his cigarette and leans back on his chair. With his hand
still petting your inner thigh, you curse your body’s response to his
affection. His fingers would leave your skin momentarily to rub his thumb and
middle finger together, heating the pad of skin to then return it to your
thigh. Every time this would happen, you would feel the involuntary jerk of
your leg and heat flood your stomach.
“So, Leo. When will we be celebrating new life?” His comrade winked at the
blushing couple. You had both spoke about children in the past, but Leo found
his work too demanding to focus on both his wife and a child.
“It will happen, when it happens.” His blasé response sends a shiver down your
spin. You adore children, as does your husband, but you didn’t want to share
this man with any more people.
“We are quite happy in our little bubble. We will start a family when the time
is right.” You say, turning you head to your husband as he smirks and faces
you. Kissing you softly on the lips, you jolt softly and open your mouth
against his lips when he strokes a cold middle finger down your wet slit. His
smirk burning in your memory as you narrow your eyes playfully at the man.
Laughing at your reaction, he places his full hand on your inner thigh,
enjoying the warmth of conversation around the table.
“That was a nice dinner, wouldn’t you agree?” Your
voice is timid because you know what you have gotten yourself into from teasing
him all night. Your driver’s eyes are set dead ahead and your husbands eyes are
watching you nervously glance out at the Winter of Moscow.
“I’m glad I didn’t have a dessert. Saving some room for later.” He moves closer
to you, his arm slung loosely around the back seat and rubbing your shoulder
“I don’t have anything sweet at home, you should have gotten some to go.” You
knew exactly what he was talking about, but the thrill of the chase was much
more appealing to you. You felt him laugh before you heard it. His other hand
coming down to your knee to squeeze softly and then pulling your face to his,
you take in the scent of his coat. Pulling you into a slow but wet kiss, you
feel his large paw making the same route to your thigh as he did at dinner.
“Leo, we’re in the back of a car.” Whispering into his coat, he didn’t stop his
hand moving up under your dress, grunting at the feel of satin stockings and
the silk garter belt. Nodding into your hair, he takes his hands away briefly
to unbutton his heavy military coat and sling it over your legs, covering you
up. Confused at the action, you watch his hand dip underneath the coat and
straight back into your dress.
“I always find a way little Bird.” His whispers were enough for you to trust
his judgement. He was a man of the law as well as your husband. Decorum was at
the utmost importance to a man of his statue, but you were his wife and he didn’t
have the patience to wait until he got you home.
He felt him finger the lace of your stockings again, making you realise that he
enjoyed the fabric against your skin and hinting that maybe you should wear
them more often around him. Moving your hand under the coat to join his, you
guide him a little further up and let his fore and middle finger rest against
your hot, wet lips.
He’s still for only a moment and you take in a steady
breath as he starts to rub and caress your soft labia. Holding his wrist under
your dress, you brace yourself for his assault. He’s always extremely thorough
in pleasing you and you thank your stars for a man like him. Stopping his hand
for a second, he grips your rest and rests it against growing hardness
underneath his uniform trousers, moving his hand with yours to palm it before
letting his fingers slip back to your cunt.
“You want more sweetheart? You want to cum for me?” Nodding at the request, he
dips the same two fingers inside you and curls them up, caressing the soft
balloon that was filling from his touch. You turn to watch him and he watches
you look at his lips. Palming him a little harder, he grunts and signals that
he doesn’t want you to touch him anymore and you move your hand back to his
forearm, gripping his a little tighter.
Leaning down to kiss your bottom lips, your breathing gets heavier the harder
and faster his fingers move. The obscene sound of wetness being covered by the
heavy coat but your breathing was getting harder to control.
“Kiss me, Sir. Please.” You mutter out to him and he brushes his nose against
yours and follows your request. You feel yourself raising from the seat and
your body getting wetter as his fingers pump and curl at the same time, urging
you towards your wet finish. His eyes open at the surroundings and realises
that you are both only a street away from the house and he pulls his hand free
from your dress. Pulling your head back, you watch his pensive face take in
your flushed and outraged one.
“Why did you stop?” Your harsh breath brushed against his lips, his face so
close that you could kiss his soft plump lips. Instead, he brings his fingers
to his mouth and licks them clean, smirking as he does it. Your face blushing
red at the sight of him licking at his fingers of everything you had to give
“I just needed a taste before we got home. You forget that you wore no undergarments
to dinner, you need to be punished for your disobedience birdy.” Biting her
bottom lip, he sat back in his seat and pulled a cigarette from his coat pocket
and lit it. Inhaling the smoke, he watches you fidget in your seat for some
release and smirks at his little Birdy in distress.
Watching your hands shake, he leaves you to open the
heavy doors to the apartment, finding pleasure in your quivering. Stumbling
with the locks, you curse your husband for the extra security latches on the
heavy doors. Turning the master key, you hear the lock move and before you
could register, Leo shoves his body into yours and moves you swiftly into the
Slamming the heavy door shut, you drop the keys and whimper when he shoves you
hard up against the wall, letting his thick fingers curl around your neck.
Moving his lips close to yours, his eyes look you up and down, scrutinising
every deep breath and soft whimper that escapes your throat.
“We could have been searched. Someone could have saw you.” His menacing voice
is masked by his worried eyes. You nod quickly and hold onto his shoulders for
support, his full weight and heat resting against you.
“I can’t have you doing that again. Do you hear me? This is mine.” He moves the
material of the dress away from your body and cups you soft heat, leaving one
hand around your neck and gripping a little tighter.
“Yes, Sir.” Was all you could whisper before he meshed his lips and body
against yours. His tongue poking at your lip to gain entrance and taste you
fully. Allowing him, he seemed to move even closer into you, moving both his
hands down your sides, over your backside and down to your thighs. Picking you up
and resting you against the wall, your hot wet kisses lead to his grunts and
sighs of approval. Running your fingers through his waxed hair, he moves his
lips down your throat and moves his hips to hold you in place.
“You’re very special to me, Birdy. I can’t share you with anyone else.” His hot
breath on your neck makes you close your eyes and lean you head against the
wall. Moving his hands, he holds your body against the wall and he unbuckles
his belt, pulling the buttons and zipper away and letting the trousers fall to
his feet leaving him in his white cotton underwear and shirt.
“I want you to tell me something. Can you do that?” Holding you steady against
the wall, you nod your head at the request.
“Did you do this on purpose? Did you want me to find out?” Moving his fingers
again, he moves the zipper of the dress down, letting the shoulders fall away
and reveal your undergarments. The soft cotton and lace of the bra was slightly
see through and your girdle a soft satin. Stepping away from you, he pulls the
dress away from your body and you kick the material across the room, completely
forgotten. Unclasping the obtrusive girdle, you let the clasps fall away
leaving you in your garter belt, suspenders and bra. He takes in the various
indents and red marks around your rib cage from where it was cutting in and
leans down to kiss each mark, making you sigh and run your fingers through his
“I didn’t think you would take that much of an interest during dinner,
sweetheart. I didn’t realise how hungry you were.” Smiling when he looks up at
you, he kneels on the floor before you and his eyes are level with your navel.
Kissing the little button, he pulls our leg over his shoulder and continues to
kiss every bit of skin on the inside of your thigh.
“I can never get enough of you. I’m always hungry for you but if you do this
again, I will make sure you pay for this, Birdy. Do you hear me?” Biting your
lip, you nod and he bites the inside of your thigh, hard.
“I didn’t hear you sweetheart? Did you say “Yes, Sir”?” His mouth was hovering
over your centre and closing in on the small puckered piece of flesh that all
your blood seemed to rush to.
“No Sir, I didn’t” Moving his head away, he looks up at you.
“If it means that you act like this, outside of our home, I’m not going to wear
undergarments for the rest of my life.” Your disobedience was staggering. You
knew exactly how Leo acted when you disobeyed him, but right now, that’s all
“Excuse me?” He started to move back up your body again. His breath blowing a
trail up your heated skin. When he reached your lips again, that’s when you
felt the need to answer.
“You heard me.” It came out in a whisper, but it seemed to echo throughout the
Grunting at the response, it was a split second he took to grab the back of
your neck and hold you close to his face.
“You don’t want to play with fire, sweetheart. You might get burned.” Gritting
the last part out, he kisses your hard and pulls you up the wall again. Pulling
down his boxers, he settles your legs around his waist before pulling your arms
down behind your back and holding them in place with one strong paw.
“You like fire, don’t you?” Rubbing his cock against your slit, you look him in
the eyes as he plays with his meat.
“I can burn you real good. All you have to do is ask.” Tapping his cock against
your swollen clit, he beams when you whimper loudly. He always loved to tease,
he was a patient man who had married a not-so patient woman.
Rubbing his cock harder against you, he marvels at your gritted teeth and your
waning patience before pushing through your wet slit and straight into your
Holding your arms with both hands, he used the bounce of his hips to keep you
in place. Listening to you moan and whimper at the hard, wet pace he had set.
Resting his forehead against your chest, he felt the twist and pull of your
muscles accepting him into your body over and over again. His large steel
bumping against your cervix with every thrust, he had to grit his teeth at how
hot and wet you were.
“You will never back talk me again, Birdy. Do you hear me?” Keeping his pace,
you moan out a “Yes” to keep him happy, to keep him at his pace. Growling at
the feel of your body, he pulls you away from the wall, hoping your legs are
steady enough to carry you through to the bedroom.
With every step, you feel his cock brush against the soft balloon inside you
causing you to grind and shake against him. Pulling out of you suddenly, he
throws you onto the bed, kneeling over you and pushing your body onto its front.
Leaning over your body, he pulls the used rope hiding behind the wooden
headboard and lashes your wrists together, holding you in place before he gets
back behind you.
“You’ll learn to be a good fucking pet. If you don’t, I will leave you here tied
up and I will use you. Do you fucking hear me?” Slapping you hard on the
backside, you whimper a “Yes, Sir”
“Are you going to go bare again?” His hand hovering over your reddened skin,
you decided that he wasn’t going to get his way.
“Definitely, Sir.” Grunting into the comforter when he brought his hard paw
down on your sore cheek, he enters you again suddenly and with every hard
thrust, he slaps your cheek for good measure.
“You want to be my little Whore? Hmm? A wife on paper but a whore by nature?”
His words were coming our breathless and you couldn’t help but feel empowered
by his attitude.
“Only your whore, Sir” Pulling you up by the hips, your chest lay flat against
the comforter before of the ropes tied around your wrists, but your arse was
high in the air to meet his hard thrusts.
“Did I tell you to speak? Huh?” Stopping, he braces one hand around the front
of our thigh and the other on your hip.
“You will fucking, speak.when.spoken.to.” Each word staccato with a hard thrust
He could feel his body betray him doing this position. The back of your neck
reddened and your cheeks to match made his body flame up and his cock twitch
and ripple inside you. Pulling out, he flips you over and takes in your flushed
chest. Leaning down, he pulls the cups of your pretty lace bra down, letting
them hoist your breasts higher and leaning over to devour a tasty pebble. His
cock rutting against your extremely wet slit.
Looking up at your face, you catch each other’s eyes and he smiles at you, his
eyes full of love and admiration. Moving up your body again, he kisses your
lips with eyes open and watches you as he pushes back into your tight body.
“This is how it should be. Don’t disobey me and I’ll make you feel good.”
Giving you steady thrusts, the ominous sound of the bed creaking and your moans
urges his finish along.
“You ready to come, my little Bird?” Gritting his teeth, he feels you tighten
strongly around his cock and he starts to rut a little harder and faster into
“Please Sir, let me finish?” Your body meet’s him thrust for thrust and the
heat inside you rising when the balloon burst. Your body shaking from the
release and drawing Leo’s cock into your tight body.
“Fuck, такая красивая” Sitting up and holding your body close, he
keeps hitting into your harder and harder, feeling your wetness leave your body
and coat his cock and thighs. Feeling his release, he jut’s inside of you one
last time and coats your wet walls with his release. Listening to him grunt and
pant from the exertion, you feel your body begin to ache.
“Leo? Sweetheart, do you mind if you untie me now?” Your voice is wavering and feel
his body lowers onto yours, kissing your lips, nose and forehead as he unties
the nylon rope from around your wrists.
“Do you love defying me as much as I love tying you up for doing so?” Laughing
at his question, you move your bodies under the sheets and hold him close to
“I do and I won’t stop doing it because I know how much you love surprises.” Grunting
against your shoulder, he rubs his hand over your stomach, kissing your shoulder
as he sighs with tiredness. You kiss his the tip of his head as the darkness
consumed your troubled husband and you settled into the warmth that you
Aries: when someone is mad at you but they insist that they’re not, but you can feel the friendship crumbling.
Taurus: when you have to do an oral presentation at school and you can feel the audience lose interest in what you thought was a good speech.
Gemini: when the person you like is finally paying attention to you, but then they tell you what an amazing friend you are.
Cancer: when something affects you so much and you try to convey to others how emotional this makes you and they just look at you like your ideas are completely irrelevant.
Leo: when you confidently strut through a crowded area only to realise your zipper was down/you have something on the back of your pants/ toilet paper on you shoe etc.
Virgo: when you prepare for some serious debating and you thought you had some solid facts to back up your stance but the other person disproves them in less than a minute and you just have nothing more to say.
Libra: when you are feel you have a special connection with someone and you are prepared to do anything for them only to discover they don’t feel the same at all and to them you’re nothing more than an occasional buddy.
Scorpio: when you sit with a group of people and they openly discuss plans that just do not involve you at all and you have to pretend that you don’t feel like a useless ass friend.
Sagittarius: when you are super excited about something but the plans get cancelled at the last minute and you don’t get a valid excuse as to why it’s not happening anymore.
Capricorn : when you worked your butt of on something and you’re super proud but no one seems to notice the effort you had to put in.
Aquarius: when you just had the best idea of your life and you tell your friends and they respond with a simple “that’s dumb”.
Pisces: when you lose weight/ get a new haircut/ get some new fine ass clothes and nobody says anything and you don’t want to point the change out because you’ll seem lame but you honestly just want someone to notice.
(Libra and Taurus are currently having a picnic in the park, talking about their interests and goals and views on the world. They are cuddling and feeding each other. They seem to be ready to kiss, when all of their friends decide to butt in.)
Is spying on them, when a spider lands on their face; they freak out and end up running over the picnic blanket in their haste to get away
Comes in and immediately starts talking smack about some girl to Libra, because they are pissed off and need someone to listen to them and give advice
Is gushing in the corner, because they are so happy two of their BFFs are finally together; accidentally trips over a twig and falls in front of them, embarrassed
Struts in, swoops Libra off their feet, and walks away with them, Gemini trailing behind, still talking
Cleans up the crumbs so that the picnic won't become ant infested
Doing target practice with Sagittarius on the other side of the park; "misses" and pinning the picnic blanket down with their knife
Decides to try what Scorpio is doing; ends up hacking off one of Taurus's fingers by accident
Swoops in and starts taking care of Taurus
Looks for the missing finger so they can sew it back on at the hospital
Crying and begging Taurus not to die
*Thank you, anon for the suggestion :
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