#me: [banging pots and pans together] leo likes it when he makes someone feel good bc it makes him feel more confident

[desceros]

*looks left* *looks right* *pops head in doorway whilst shaking a tin can*

Spare rise!leo mating season headcanons, mayhaps?

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[drops these into your tin can] happy december, anon-chan

like donnie, he has a period of about a week in the spring where he just gets unbelievably horny. unlike donnie, i think his sneaks up on him a bit more. it'll just hit him all of a sudden that oh. yeah. i've been really restless for the last couple of days because mating season is tomorrow. that explains a lot

before he knew you, it was miserable. it was one long week of having the most unsatisfying orgasms, ruining a pillow from rubbing off on it, being a stupid drooling mess who can't string two thoughts together. by the end he's exhausted and irritable, though after a recovery day he's back to normal and relieved that it's over for the year.

after you start dating though, oh, man. he fucking lives for this time of year. he's just obnoxious about hyping it up for you. already touchy, he's almost overbearing with how cuddly he gets. he doesn't notice, but you do, picking up about a week before it hits that he just can't keep his hands off of you. grumpy if you're within a hundred yards and not pressed up against him. syrupy sweet like candy, needing your attention like it's the blood in his veins.

the first morning, it's super romantic. he wakes you up with his hands on your face, tapping at your cheeks to get your eyes on him. that's always your cue that it's starting. he'll tap you during the year all the time when he wants you bad, but the cheeks are only ever on this morning. he's so soft and affectionate, hungry as fuck for you but needing you to say yes. and when you do, it's probably the best sex you have all year; passionate and slow as he lets his mind slowly turn into soup, all those complicated thoughts he always has in his mind sliding away and replaced instead with how good you make him feel and how much he just adores you.

then, for seven days, you're in his bedroom. unlike donnie, for whom this season is 100% fucking, leo's a bit closer to what could be called making love. it's all about the two of you feeling good while he breeds you. but one thing he does share with his twin is that you're not leaving the four walls until you're done. he's not as aggressively possessive as donnie (who is a well-known bitch during his mating season), but he, too, doesn't like to share this part of you. you, well-fucked and blissed out, is for him to see.

he's open to positions; liking equally when he's fucking you from behind; or when you're riding him with your palms pressing on his plastron; or when you're twined together side by side, too tired to be on top but needing to still be close. he needs to have his dick in you, and he will be coming inside, that's still not to be questioned; but he's much less picky about how it happens.

boy is a talker. you're going to know exactly how good you feel, how amazing you are, how he can't hardly stand how much he loves you, every single detail that makes him obsessed with you. it's not even conscious; he's just babbling, mind gone and mouth working.

at the end of the week when he can finally put his brain back into his skull, he's really big on cuddling for a few hours and just making out. you smell like him, just him, and that makes his turtle brain so happy he just churrs nonstop. his sass comes back and he starts teasing you about how you can't move your legs (though you're quick to remind him about the first year you'd done this, and you'd challenged him to stand and he'd immediately folded to the floor). and then he pulls you into the shower and gets you cleaned up, at which point the two of you always go out to eat with you wearing one of his shirts (the one that has a habit of sliding off the shoulder a bit), him preening at how you're so, so visibly his.