#( the muse ) : lèo jaccoud

[strzxrin]

leo and rowan aren't brothers right?? because i wanna have a threesome. all day all night all hours of the week. make a sandwich, me chicken them bread

(you know who this is)

. . . whatever your type, baby, if that’s what you like !

in which . . . they think you are the prettiest when you are on your knees and servicing them.

cw. blowjobs, a bit of deep throating if you squint properly, praising.

pairings . lèo jaccoud x gn!reader x rowan collins

demon x reader , angel x reader , roommates x reader , childhood best friends x reader

notes . whore (affectionate)(derogatory) but i hope you like this silly little drabble

masterlist . character wiki

sounds of gagging and slurping filled the room as the two men groaned at the feeling of your mouth switching over to their cocks. you always did look so pretty when you’re on your knees and taking them both.

“that’s it.. you’re doing so good” the demon groans, his hand tugging your hair to pull you deeper on his cock. “breathe, mon amour.. that’s right, mhm..” he felt his tip hitting the back of your throat and his head now tilted back. he locked your head in place for a few moments before pulling you off and letting you breathe.

the angel coos softly, gently patting your head before bringing your face near his cock next. “mhm, making such a mess, bet you like that, don’t you?” he whispers, watching as you whimper. you were breathing heavily but they both swore they could see your pupils dilating into hearts as you took them both.

you wanted to please them so badly. so, even as you pant heavily, you did kitten licks to rowan’s already leaking cock, making the angel groan. “fuck, you’re so good.. always knowing how to use your mouth well” he praised which made you determined to gain some more sounds from him.

you look up at him, batting your eyelashes and rowan swears he could just cum from the sight. still, he persists and uses your head as leverage. “be careful with your eyes, darling. i might just lose it today” and you shuddered at the thought.

suddenly you feel your cheek being slapped by something wet and you glanced to see lèo staring at you with a grin “don’t forget me, mon amour” he chuckled which made you take your hand and rubbed him. “that’s it.. just like that” he groans as the both of them are lost in the pleasure of you.

they swear, tonight will be a rather long night until both of them are satiated.

[strzxrin]

We need more moments leo and rowan !

These guys are incredible.

Just like you :)

-🦇

. . . take a look into my eyes, can’t you feel the tension !

in which . . . they show you for how long they’ve exactly pinned for you, and how much they want you.

cw. gn!reader, long time pining, edging, dumbification.

pairings . lèo jaccoud x gn!reader x rowan collins

demon x reader , angel x reader , roommates x reader , childhood best friends x reader

notes . that’s so nice of you, thank you!! but no bc i’m so surprised that people like these two a lot and i’m happy you want to know more about them !!

masterlist . character wiki

lèo jaccoud and rowan collins, your two best friends that you had grown up with, have always been so attentive to your needs. they would ensure that you’re alright, and were there for you in every moment of your life. they knew every single bit of you, and you knew every single thing about them.

at least that’s what you thought.

you thought you knew everything about the boys you grew up with, but considering how you were writhing underneath them, you don’t think so anymore.

soft pants escaped your lips as they pinned you down on the bed, lèo’s lips planting gentle kisses down your body, mapping his touch all over you whilst rowan marked your neck and teased your ears.

“a-angh! l-lèo..” you whimpered as the other muses at the sounds you were making. it was like a symphony for him, something that he wants to keep hearing over and over again.

how did you get up to this point?

well, it happened when you had came back home from a rather bad date, and you were tired and frustrated at everything. the both of them were at the couch when they heard your keys unlocking the door. did the both of them like the fact that you went on a date? no. they were going to take matters into their own hands later on.

lèo wanted to call out to you, to ask how it was, but then he saw your face and you were quick to leave to go to your room. your eyes was brimming with tears and something switched in both the men.

you plopped on your bed, hiding your face in the pillows as you tried to think exactly what happened. was it something about you? were you just that unlovable?

you hear your bedroom door knocking and you make a small noise. you didn’t want the both of them to see you sobbing, but at the same time, you can never really hide from them anyway. that’s how it’s always been.

the bed shifts, sinking a bit as the both of them sat down on either side of you. “you want to talk about it?” rowan asks softly, gently brushing your hair as you stay silent for a moment, hugging your pillow tighter. lèo and rowan glanced at each other before making it up in their minds to ensure that you are okay at all costs.

you don’t lift your head up and your voice was muffled by the pillow, but to the both of them, they can hear you clearly. “am i that unlovable?” they both pause at that question. what the hell happened for you to ask them that? lèo rubbed gentle circles on your back as rowan shook his head, even if you can’t see it.

“you’re incredibly loveable, ( name ). what prompted this question?” he asked softly as you sniffled and curled up even more. the sight made both of their hearts break. they never liked it when they saw you cry. if they could have it their way, they would keep you locked up in their shared house and never let you leave so that you would constantly be happy.

“not only did my date come two hours late,” you paused, almost hiccuping as you felt the frustration of it all at the situation. “he came in with someone else in his arms, as if he had forgotten we were supposed to meet up.” you continued.

the two of them stayed silent and there was a bubbling anger simmering in both of them when they listened to you. how dare that man do that to you, humiliate you like that? lèo gently kissed your head and looked at you, even as your face was hidden in the pillows.

“forget about him. he doesn’t deserve you. you deserve so much better, with people who actually care about you.”

“people like us,” rowan then continued as lèo nodded. suddenly you felt like all the frustration and hurt you were feeling left, all because of rowan’s words. you looked up, finally showing your face to them as you were obviously confused.

“what do you mean?”

“you’re rather oblivious when it comes to the people who actually like you, ( name )” rowan sighs as lèo smiles sheepishly but nodded along with the other. you had to take a moment to process, and put two and two together before realising what they meant.

“you two.. like me?”

“more than like, mon amour,”

and that’s how you ended up here. they had given a talk, a confession to how long they’ve loved you and how they both would have treated you far better than anyone else. they wanted to prove it, but of course, everything is done with your consent. they would never force you into doing something you didn’t like.

so when you accepted, you only gave them the condition to be slow and gentle. you were going to regret it since it’s been hours and you haven’t cummed once.

they gave you fleeting touches and would tease your erogenous zones over and over again. your toes would curl and your back would be arched but you wouldn’t get the release that you craved.

“p-please.. oh please..!” you begged out, your mouth leaking with drool as you just wanted to cum so badly. and you swore that you could see a sick look in their eyes at your state.

“please what, darling?”

“let me cum! please.. oh fuck i wanna cum so bad” you gasped out as rowan pinched your nipples at the same time when lèo hits your sensitive spot. “yeah?” lèo muses, watching as you writhe underneath the both of them.

“you can last a little longer than that, mon amour..”

“after all, every one hour is every year we kept our emotions at bay to not overwhelm you”

you realised it now, the hours on edging was the years that they’ve liked you for, and you know for a fact that you’ll be dumbed out by the time that this is over.

“m’sorry!! please m’sorry for not realising your feelings— angh!!” you choked out, tears welling in your eyes as rowan kissed them away. “we know, darling.. that’s why you can take just a couple more hours left”

“and after that, you can cum just as many times as you want.”

[strzxrin]

.☘︎ ݁˖ lèo jaccoud : the one within 29.

“i know right? my smile is rather charming, if i say so myself”

“you know you can rely on me, right? if not me, then rowan. we’ll always be here for you.”

[strzxrin]

˗ˏˋ the one within 29 ˎˊ˗ — léo jaccoud.

voice message received . . . “ahh c’mon now, don’t be like that! i didn’t mean to take your portions”

world . astern

ethnicity . french

age . 20

gender . demiboy, amab

species . half-demon

untold truth . he tends to always be grinning like a child whenever he hears that there is drama or if there is something happening. he sees life as if it is something amusing, as if everything was just entertainment to him. and frankly it is. he can’t bring himself to take people seriously, especially when everything in this world is so uptight and everyone has to act certain ways as if they were in a trope or something along those lines. but the one thing that they do take seriously is his relationships — especially if it relates to you and rowan. he knows the both of you like the back of his palm and he will make sure that the both of you will never split up. if not, he wouldn’t be sure how to cope. he’s known you two since forever, and if something were to happen, he will ensure that communication will be relevant in the topic. he can and will go crazy if both of his favourite people were to split up.

appearance. 

curly light brown hair with bangs that cover his forehead and short that ends to the middle of his neck.

softer features with hazel eyes and an angular eyebrow shape. he is tanned and he has slightly pointed ears that can be seen through the mist.

through the mist, there seemed to be nothing on their head, but without the mist, they bore horns that curled upwards from their forehead. their sclera would be black and whenever they smile, their teeth would be sharper.

without the mist, their hands would look like claws and starting from their fingertips to his forearm, it is just abyssal black.

they are 6’1ft (185 cm) with an athletic build.

between him and rowan, he cares more about how he dresses. his style changes depending on his mood. it can range between leather jackets and button ups to sweater vests and slacks. he likes to experiment in the way he dresses and he doesn’t mind wearing different styles.

incoming voice call . . . “mon amour, you know that i mean my words, right?” 

“léo,” you called out his name as he blinked and looked up from the couch. you were standing behind him and you had taken his cigarette from his fingers. “you were starting to chainsmoke.” you said simply before he blinked and let out a small laugh.

“my bad, mon amour—” “what’s wrong?”

they paused, they knew they could never hide it from you. you or rowan really. they smoke, yes, but to a certain extent. they try to not do it as much since they knows that rowan never really likes the smell of smoke, and they know that you worry about them a lot. however today was a bit too pissed and they fell back into their older habits.

one drag became two, and it became three and soon enough he had almost gone through half the packet. that is until you stopped him of course. 

“just some stupid idiots pissing me off.” they don't take anything in life seriously, that’s their motto. but what made them so irritated is that some people had the audacity to speak bad about you and rowan. they swore they were about to do something about it but they felt as if your voice was telling them to stay calm.

you hummed at his words and stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray, walking around the couch to be in front of him. “was it about rowan and i?” you also knew his motto. which is why you could immediately guess that it had to do with something regarding the both of them. he lets out a small chuckle, grabbing your hips and pulling you onto his lap.

“mhm..” they hummed, nuzzling into your neck as you let out a soft sigh, brushing through their hair. they always found it to be calming whenever you do that, and they like your scent. it’s so sweet and so unique to you. you don’t ask more, you know that they will tell you whenever they feel comfortable. and they love that about you, they really do.

“stay like this for a while, please?”

“alright,”

“thank you, ( name )”

[strzxrin]

──── dear, léo jaccoud ᯓ★

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๋࣭ ⭑ gender neutral reader . . .

001 | . . . whatever your type, baby, if that’s what you like ! (💌)(🕯️) ft. rowan collins

they think you are the prettiest when you are on your knees and servicing them.

002 | . . . take a look into my eyes, can’t you feel the tension ! (💌)(🐚) ft. rowan collins

they show you for how long they’ve exactly pinned for you, and how much they want you.

๋࣭ ⭑ female reader . . .

nothing to be added yet !

๋࣭ ⭑ male reader . . .

nothing to be added yet !