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porcelainseashore · 6 months ago

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Having Leon as my masseuse is literally a dream come true, so thank you Gloss for writing this and letting me indulge in my delectably sinful fantasy. I just need those smooth, muscular hands working my body and uhhh, oh, down there 🤭

I know he overran on time for the session, but it was still way too short! Can we book in a double for the next round? Gosh, he definitely got himself a repeat customer for sure. Those magic hands (and mouth) are a national treasure that need to be protected at all costs! 😉

Also:

“What do you think I was doing with my other hand?” -> you're killing me here 😹 How is this guy so talented and hasn't gotten a pay raise yet?

“Think of this as an appetizer” -> but, but, but... I want the main course now 😩 (and dessert!)

Gonna have some sweet dreams tonight 💭 100% guarantee rate!

Turbo Lover

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masseuse!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)

for the anon request who asked for masseuse Leon; I hope you enjoy it and thanks for your patience! 💜

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, fingering

not proofread ✍️

Title from Turbo Lover by Judas Priest

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“Sarah swears by this place, so relax and enjoy yourself!”

You sigh, drumming your fingers on your steering wheel. After parking in front of a fairly ritzy massage parlor, you’ve been talking to you friend on speaker phone for fifteen minutes as she convinces you to actually go inside.

“I don’t know…”

“Please, you need to go get a massage; work has been stressful like crazy for you so do it. I’m telling you as your bestie.”

You laugh, “Okay, okay. I’ll go in and see what they have to offer.”

“See? It can’t hurt in looking.”

“I know. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Text me!”

And with that the resounding beep signals you’re sitting alone with your thoughts in the car. Sighing, you grab your bag and get out of the car. The front’s pretty minimalistic which seemed on brand for massage therapy you thought.

Walking inside, there’s the generic calming music playing over the speakers with potted plants dotted all around. It smells wonderful though, like some sort of airy floral scent that you just can’t place. You make your way to the front desk and smile at the lady behind the counter.

“Hi,” she smiles at you, “my name’s Sandy, how may I help you today?”

“Hi, I uh don’t have an appointment or anything but I was wondering if you had any openings?”

“Let me check,” she turns her attention to the computer to the side and quickly types, “looks like I have an opening with Claire in ten minutes if that’s okay?”

“Sure.”

“Perfect!” she shines another smile your way, “just fill out this paper for me stating your consent and if you have any allergies we should know in regard to the oils and lotions we use. You can also ask for a chaperone at any time if you feel uncomfortable being alone.”

“Thanks,” you return her smile, a little more at ease.

You quickly fill out the empty spaces and hand the paper back to Sandy.

“Great, just please have a seat and Claire will lead you back shortly. Would you like a water or anything while you wait?”

“Oh uh no but thank you.”

“You’re most welcome.”

You sit down on the nearest chair and pull out your phone to kill the time. Bringing up the ebook you’ve been reading, you easily lose track of the time.

“I’m so sorry, ma’am!”

Your attention is pulled up to a blue eyed, handsome man standing between the desk and you, looking sheepish and apologetic.

“Pardon?”

“Claire was called away on a family emergency, so I’m her replacement. If you’d like you can reschedule to be with her.”

You feel like a fish out of water so you just shrug, “I mean I’m fine with it if that’s okay? If I need to, I can reschedule—“

“No that’s fine,” he smiles relieved, “I just know sometimes people get upset if they come for one of us specifically and don’t get them.”

“Oh,” you place your phone in your bag and stand, “well I’m fine honestly, this is my first time here actually.”

“Really?” the smile he gives you is nearly blinding, “I’ll make sure to make it a great experience.”

“The name’s Leon, by the way,” he turns and leads you down a hallway off to the side.

You feel a little warm as Leon walks in front of you. Since you didn’t give it much thought, you really didn’t realize you could have such a hot guy giving you a massage. His biceps stretch his sleeves while his broad shoulders and back strain against the shirt fabric. Your eyes drag from his sandy hair down to his tight ass. Praying for good luck, you just hope you don’t embarrass yourself in front of him.

Leon pulls open a door near the end of the hall and gestures for you to enter. He follows you inside and points out where you can sit your bag and shoes.

“I can step out if you want to take off your shirt and pants then lay down face first on the table; but, if that’s uncomfortable for you, it’s 100% fine to stay fully dressed and we can get started.”

You glance over at the massage table and then around the pretty spacious room taking in the counter full of oils, lotions, heating stones, and towels.

You turn back to Leon to find him watching you, his face soft and earnest.

“I think I’ll get undressed.”

In for a penny, in for a pound.

“Okay,” he nods, “you can just set your clothes on the chair next to the table if you’d like. Then once you lay down you can pull that towel up and over your body.”

He steps out of the room and firmly closes the door. You pause for a moment and once you’re sure the door’s completely shut, you undress and lay your clothes off to the side. Climbing up onto the table, you lay flat like he suggested and lay the towel over you.

A few minutes pass and then Leon knocks on the door, cracking it open so he can ask, “Is it okay for me to come in?”

“You’re good.”

He steps in smiling brightly again.

“Great, since you booked Claire, she usually does the 60 minute full body massage, is there anywhere you don’t want touched or injuries I should know about?”

You shake your head, “Nope.”

“Alright,” he steps out of your line of sight and you can hear him shuffling through items.

“Just let me know if you get too hot, cold, thirsty, or just uncomfortable and I’ll do whatever I can to accommodate.”

“Thank you, Leon,” you murmur.

“Of course,” his voice is warm like his hands when they come down on your shoulders, slick with some scented oil that smells like coconut.

He asks you simple questions as he works: what you do for work, favorite places to eat in the city, any fun hobbies in your downtime, etc.

He pulls you into easy conversation and has lulled you into state of complete relaxation by the time he’s finished.

He curses under his breath and you hum questioningly.

He sounds a little embarrassed, “Well, I got carried away and lost track of time. But I swear you won’t get charged extra.”

“S’okay,” you laugh, feeling gooey and comfortable, “definitely worth it. Best I’ve felt in ages. I hope I didn’t cut into your other client’s time.”

“Oh no, I was headed home for the day when Claire asked me to cover.”

“If I would’ve known that I would’ve rescheduled,” your tone turns pouty, “Leon, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” he chuckles, smoothing his palms down your back, “this was really enjoyable. Most people come in and completely ignore my attempts at conversation.”

“No way,” you’re affronted on his behalf.

His hands glide down your sides making you sigh, “Yep, just not interested I guess. But you were wonderful.”

You’re glowing from the inside at his words, always a sucker for praise.

“No, you were wonderful,” you finally get out, “I was kinda nervous. But you got a repeat customer.”

He laughs delightedly, “What a bonus.”

You giggle and squirm as his fingers dig into your lower back, “Well I can get ready and take off.”

He digs his thumbs in right above your tailbone making your hips arch up as you moan.

Feeling overwhelmingly embarrassed, you tug on the towel, “Oh god, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to—“

Leon laughs, “Don’t apologize, it happens more than you think.”

“Oh,” the embarrassment still makes you feel like folding in on yourself, wishing you were anywhere but here.

“Besides,” he presses you flat down onto the table again, hands quickly returning to where they were, “sounded pretty good to me.”

His thumbs repeat the action, digging into the tender spot of your lower back making you keen and rock up.

“There we go,” he coos, “just relax, I got you.”

His hands drag down to your inner thighs, massaging the muscles.

“Leon,” you whimper making him groan.

“I got you honey,” his thumbs glide up from your inner thighs up to your panty covered pussy, stroking your slit through the damp material.

“Think you need an extra special service for being so goddamn sweet,” he murmurs.

He stops to grab the band of your panties, “Is this okay?”

“Uh huh,” you nod, brain already mush and he hasn’t really done much.

He quickly pulls your panties off, tossing them over to your clothes. Pushing the towel up until it’s pooled on your lower back, he caresses your bare skin softly. He pushes your thighs open wider.

“Fuck, pretty little pussy, need to lick her open, see if she’s as sweet as you.”

He pulls you down closer to the edge of the table, so he can get between your legs easier. He spreads open your cunt and spits on your hole.

You keen at the feeling and he does it again.

“Ready?”

“Please, Leon.”

Without any other preamble, Leon buries his face into your pussy with a groan. His tongue laps up the spit to thrust it into your drippy hole. He hums and drags his mouth over to your clit, suckling the sensitive bud until you’re squirming.

He pulls away and twists your hips, “Fuck, baby, turn over for me.”

You quickly comply, spreading your thighs again but he folds your legs and pushes them up as he goes back down on you.

“Oh god,” you wrap your arms around your thighs to hold yourself open for him.

He shows his appreciation for that by sliding two fingers into your wet, fluttering walls searching for your g-spot. With a sharp whine, you rock down into his hand once he finds it.

His eyes crinkle with a smile but it’s hard to tell when he’s tonguing up into your hole along with his fingers. He pulls away and spits on your clit making your hips jump up.

“Fucking sex on legs, coming in here all sweet,” he growls as he goes back to sucking and kissing on your swollen clit, “like I haven’t been wanting to taste this hot cunt inches from my fucking hands.”

“Fuck, Leon,” you mewl, eyes fluttering as he rubs against the spongy spot at the front of your pussy over and over and over.

“Want you to cum all over my mouth,” he lashes his tongue against you clit before sliding it across your pussy lips, “get me soaked.”

He sucks your pussy lips into his mouth then moves to nipping at your thigh before drifting back to your sensitive clit.

“Fattest fucking pussy,” he groans, sucking your hard bud into his mouth making you cry out, hands shakily letting go of your legs to tangle in his hair.

“Oh ‘m so close, gonna cum,” you whimper, rocking down into him, holding his head against your pussy.

He groans, eyes flicking up to yours as he fingers you harder and faster, mouth never letting up as he sucks and licks over your clit.

“Oh, oh, oh, fuck,” your thighs tense and try to close around his shoulders as your back bows, pussy gushing slick as he lets you ride out your orgasm on his fingers and face.

You know you must be pulling his hair too hard, but you can’t stop humping against his mouth as he extends your climax with his fingers on your g-spot. Slick is coating his face and jaw when he finally pulls away, your orgasm ebbing into pleasant aftershocks.

You laugh feeling high on endorphins, “That was amazing.”

“Oh,” you raise up on your elbows, “what about—“

You waves you off with a grin, “What do you think I was doing with my other hand?”

You bite your lip as he stands, spent cock bobbing as he cleans off with a nearby towel. A pulse of want blazes through you.

“Next time, honey,” he laughs seeing your glazed expression and tucks himself away.

“Think of this as an appetizer,” he winks, helping you up and redressing yourself.

“I’ll definitely be back,” you laugh, kissing his cheek as he holds the door open for you.

“I hope so.”

He gives you a short wave when you make it to the end of the hallway. There’s a new lady behind the desk, Carolyn, and she’s more than happy to book you in for Leon’s next available appointment.

#masseuse leon #gimme more #need to book in a double session #magic hands #this man is a national treasure #porcelain fic recs

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thatsrightice · 11 months ago

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I FOUND ONE MORE THING FOR YOU!!!!

Dave “Bio” Baranek is a former F-14 Tomcat RIO known for being a famed author, podcast host, and being one of the Navy’s primary advisors during the filming of Top Gun (1986). He is in the media a lot in terms of the aviation community spinning his tales about the mighty F-14 Tomcat and other aspects of his career.

In an interview for Hush Kit, an “alternative aviation magazine”, he was questioned in an article titled ‘Flying & Fighting in the F-14 Tomcat: We ask a TopGun instructor to rate the F-14‘. This article was excellent, I highly recommend reading it, but in the article he covered a lot of what you asked about!!! Here are some excerpts:

Rate the F-14 in the following categories:

Instantaneous turn: “Very good. The F-14 had large horizontal stabs with large deflection values and no computer limiters. If the wings were out they generated a lot of lift, and the F-14 belly, the flat area between the engines, also generated a lot of lift. The pilot could easily overstress the airplane at most tactical speeds. As a side note about the horizontal stab’s ability to move the nose: Maverick’s signature manoeuvre in the Topgun class (“I’ll hit the brakes, he’ll fly right by.”) came about when Rat and Bozo thought about something they could show director Tony Scott that would demonstrate Maverick’s skill. They hit upon the pitch pulse as a dramatic move, it worked, and it was included in the film. The downside in real life would be that the pitch pulse really bled airspeed so the F-14 had better get the kill.”

Sustained turn: “Excellent compared to other fighters when the Tomcat was new, again due to the wings and the power of the engines. Being turbofans, TF30s experienced a significant thrust increase with airspeed and this helped with sustained turn. Of course B/D Tomcats had the power. But as I’ve mentioned before, newer jets came along with better sustained turn rates.”

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Please describe DACT against the following types:

A-4F: “Some readers may wonder why an A-4 Skyhawk would even be on this list. The A-4 ‘Super Fox’ ‘had a very powerful motor and when light on gas, had a thrust-to-weight ratio of close to 1:1. The A-4Fs were flown by talented USN adversary pilots and were some of the most challenging 1v1 opponents. A Super Fox with its 720 degree per second roll rate and leading-edge slats extended at about 225 knots could aggressively visually intimidate F-14 pilots and get them to enter the ‘phone booth.’ Once in the phone booth, the A-4 could employ a variety of strategies to maintain the offensive, and camp aft of the Tomcat’s 3-9 line. Additionally, in a 2vUNK fight against A-4s, they were small and hard to see and keep track of under G.”

My WiFi cut out just as I sent you an ask, so just in case: could an F-14 put turn an A-4 Skyhawk?

Ignore me if you got the first one, Olie!

Thank you so much, and Happy Holidays if you celebrate!

Let me start out by saying thank you so much for your ask! I had sooooo much fun researching this even if it was frustrating at times. I wish I could have a whole library of aviation-themed references and documents at my disposal! It was a nice break from researching hypoxia in military aviation. Let me preface I'm no expert, but I'd like to think I evaluated it fairly thoroughly :)

Before we get started, there are a couple of things to know.

The turn performance of an aircraft is dependent on two things, the turn rate and turn radius. The turn rate of an aircraft is measured in degrees per second, whereas the turn radius is measured as the diameter of the turn. As speed increases, so will the turn rate and turn speed, until it reaches the “corner speed.”

The “corner” speed is when an aircraft gets its best turn rate, the minimum speed at which the maximum sustainable g-force load can be generated [2]. An F-14 Tomcat will tell you when you’re flying aircraft to the best of its ability; when flying at corner speed, along the edge of the buffet, the jet will shake as if it were “going over a rough road” [5].

In very simple terms, this was when airflow was doing all it could do to make the aircraft perform the maneuver, so if the pilot felt the edge of the buffet then he was getting the maximum turn. If he did not feel it, he wasn’t getting the maximum turn – but there could be a reason for that such as trying to increase speed. And if he pulled harder on the stick he could stall or depart the jet.

The corner speed is a very carefully balanced value, any change to the speed or g-force will decrease the efficiency of the turn and therefore decrease turn performance.

Turning at a speed greater than the corner speed while at the max sustainable load will result in an increased turn rate (bad) and an increased turn radius (bad)

Turning at a speed lower than the corner speed while at the max sustainable load will result in a decreased turn radius (good) and a decreased turn rate (bad).

Turning at a higher load of g’s (aka “pulling” more g’s) while at the corner speed will result in an aerodynamic stall.

Turning at a lower load of g’s (aka “pulling” less g’s) while at the corner speed will result in an increased turn radius.

A decreased turn performance isn’t necessarily a bad thing, in fact to fly at an aircraft’s corner speed is fairly dangerous as it is just at the edge of a stall by design. In terms of a dogfight, however, flying at the corner speed and therefore optimizing the turn performance is critical.

There is also such a thing as an “instantaneous turn-rate,” where turns occur above the maximum sustainable g-force load, as high as 12 G’s according to F-14 Tomcat pilot Joe “Hoser” Satrapa [3]. Note that 12 G’s is well above the limit of the F-14 Tomcat, which was designed for 7.5 G but typically limited to 6.5 G in the fleet. In the F-14 Tomcat there was no system that limited the amount of G’s the aircraft would endure. These turns may have very small turn radii but will result in massive amounts of loss in energy, either in speed or altitude, and are therefore unsustainable due to how quickly they can reach the stall speed.

Paul Nickell, a former TOPGUN instructor with experience flying the F-14 Tomcat, F-5, and A-4 Skyhawk stated bluntly that “the A-4s and F-5s that were being flown by TOPGUN couldn’t match the F-14s ability to turn” [1]. To combat this, they would increase their turn rate to end up in an offensive position but would do so “much slower (lower energy) than the F-14” [1]. Pilots have said that you don’t fly slow against Tomcats because according to this graph below from the flight manual for an F-14A+/B/D (found on a forum), the F-14 will turn tighter in both sustained and instant capacities than most aircraft flying below Mach 0.7.

However, the A-4 Skyhawk isn’t most aircraft. John Chesire, a former US Naval Aviator and TOPGUN graduate states that “The reason that the A-4 was used as an adversary training aircraft for TOPGUN and fleet pilots was not because it was a good fighter. It was because its tight turning radius simulated the tight turning MiG series aircraft” [6]. I was unable to find the turn radius of the A-4 Skyhawk despite a lot of searching (and I mean A LOT), but knowing it was designed to simulate the MiG series, I looked for the turn performance of the MiG-17. The MiG-17 was famous for its turn performance, historian Richard P. Hallion writing that “[Its] afterburner-sustained turns in a close-in ‘fur-ball’ could be lethal” [7]. According to some sources, the MiG-17 had a sustained turn rate of 13 degrees per second with a radius of 1800 ft at low altitude at 300 knots. Looking at the graph above, if a Tomcat was pulling 7.5 Gs with a turn rate of 28 degrees per second with a radius of 1000 ft at approximately Mach 0.6. Other sources claim the F-14 Tomcat has turn performance more comparable to that of the MiG-17, with a slightly higher turn rate and speed but a slightly larger turn radius, but it is impressive regardless. The big problem with this is that while the MiG-17 has an afterburner, the A-4 Skyhawk does not.

If we examine other aspects of each aircraft, the A-4 could hold its own but only if it got the F-14 Tomcat to slow down. Even then, it wouldn’t be an easy fight as the Tomcat was the better aircraft overall. It had other advantages, of course, one of which was that it was much smaller than the F-14 Tomcat. In fact, the horizontal stabilizers of the F-14 Tomcat are 33 ft wide, meaning the wingspan of the A-4 Skyhawk at 27’ 6” is smaller than the horizontal stabilizers of the F-14 Tomcat. The F-14 Tomcat, appropriately nicknamed “tennis court”, was the largest and heaviest fighter aircraft to ever fly off of an aircraft carrier. Though the Tomcat was known for its endurance, that endurance does not apply to dogfights. In full afterburner, the F-14 could burn close to 2,000 lbs of fuel per minute having only taken off with 16,000 lbs of fuel to begin with. Comparatively, the A-4, which is actually a subsonic aircraft as it does not have an afterburner, could fly for “more than an hour at full military power” [1]. This means that the F-14 Tomcat had to act fast, be disciplined, and go into dogfights with strategies and plans in mind. “Get in, take its shots, and get out,” Nickell states [1].

I know I am biased, however, given what I have heard from all those that have flown her, I do believe in most cases the F-14 Tomcat will outmaneuver most fourth-generation aircraft.

But despite all of this…

It’s not the plane, it’s the pilot(s) :)

SOURCES:

[1] Rogoway, Paul Nickell And Tyler. “How to Fight to Win in the F-14, A-4 and F-5 at the Navy’s Topgun School.” The Drive, July 3, 2020. https://www.thedrive.com/the-war-zone/8282/how-to-fight-to-win-in-the-f-14-a-4-and-f-5-at-the-navys-topgun-school.

[2] “Basic Fighter Maneuvers.” Wikipedia, December 2, 2023. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basic_fighter_maneuvers#Pursuit_curves.

[3] Parsons, Dave. Grumman F-14 Tomcat: Bye-bye, baby...! St. Paul, MN: Zenith Press, 2006.

[4] Simmonds , Bertie. “An In-Depth Look at the A-4 Skyhawk.” Key Aero, May 27, 2021. https://www.key.aero/article/depth-look-4-skyhawk.

[5] Baranek, Dave Bio. “Launching the Phoenix and Dogfighting against the F-15: Q & A with F-14 Tomcat Rio Dave ‘Bio’ Baranek Part 2.” The Aviation Geek Club, March 3, 2021. https://theaviationgeekclub.com/launching-the-phoenix-and-dogfighting-against-the-f-15-q-a-with-f-14-tomcat-rio-dave-bio-baranek-part-2/.

[6] Leone, Dario. “US Naval Aviator Explains Why Even Though the A-4 Was Agile Enough to Serve as Adversary Aircraft with the US Navy, the Skyhawk Was Not a Great Fighter.” The Aviation Geek Club, December 26, 2022. https://theaviationgeekclub.com/us-naval-aviator-explains-why-even-though-the-a-4-was-agile-enough-to-serve-as-adversary-aircraft-with-the-us-navy-the-skyhawk-was-not-a-great-fighter/.

[7] Magazine, Smithsonian. “Return of the Mig-17.” Smithsonian.com, October 1, 2018. https://www.smithsonianmag.com/air-space-magazine/restoration-mig17-180970367/.

#IDK HOW I DIDNT SEE THIS ARTICLE #A-4F #Dave Bio Baranek #f-14 tomcat #a-4 skyhawk #we stan Bio on this blog #this man is a national treasure #top gun

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