Patreon prompt: [League of Legends] Leona/Ezreal, gentle femdom

Leona was a bit of a paradox, a woman who on one hand as gentle a lover as they came, but who on the other hand loved the feeling of control that came with being dominant, a strange and messy matter for her to feel her way through a solution to as she tried to figure out how best to deal striking a balance with Ezreal, wanting to dominate her lover and to take charge with him, but not to under any circumstances be cruel or rough with him; that was never Leona’s intention, and she wouldn’t have enjoyed it very much at all to do something like that to him.

Seated atop his face, she was careful not to apply much pressure, letting her legs handle it as she rocked against Ezreal’s lips, his devoted and skilled tongue hard at work, making her moan and purr as she moved atop him. Silk scarves kept his wrists pinned up to the headboard, the only thing gentle enough for her to be willing to tie her man up with. It helped the air of softness around her femdom, as Leona’s hands ran up along her body and she happily cooed, “You’re doing so well. Keep going. Show me you love me.” It was of the utmost importance to Leona that she never hurt or go too hard on Ezreal.

Even if it wasn’t extreme or intense, Ezreal was surprised Leona had something like this in her, as her legs pressed against either side of his head and she rocked her hips eagerly back and forth to adore him with her touch and the needy swell of hunger that burned through her. He liked it, though, enjoying being tied up and left to the mercy of Leona, especially given just how merciful she was. He knew she wouldn’t hurt him, that even seeking her pleasure she was tender and loving as could be. It helped keep him happily surrendering to her night after night, letting her ride his face or tease him, letting her tie him up and do whatever she wanted to him for hours of gentle but dominant lovemaking.

As the tongue lapped at her folds, Leona built steadily up toward release, louder and bolder, her voice quivering around each moan as the heat built up hotter inside of her. Her hips rolled, hands caressing along her body, and she let out excited sounds of raw delight as she gave in to it all. “Good boy, Ezreal!” she whined, head rolling back as her body shivered, moans following louder, and her hands reached quickly down her body, along her breasts, her hips, down her thighs, to Ezreal. She trailer her fingers hungrily along his shoulders and his arms, reaching up to his hands. At the very moment of release, as Leona let out a sudden cry of raw excitement and orgasmic bliss, her fingers entwined themselves through Ezreal’s, holding tightly onto him as she bucked and squirmed through her orgasm with vocal delight, reigning like a queen atop his face, but a loving and gentle queen.