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Leo stretched his limbs as far as they would go as he entered his room. Today had been one thing after another during patrol. First Hypno at a record store, then a string of bike thieves they didn't even get to the bottom of. He'd been thrown all over the city and landed on his face more than a few times thanks to his own portals.
With a groan, he flopped onto his soft sheets and laid there face down until his breath came easier and his heartbeat didn't seem so loud.
Finally, he felt well enough to flip over, but his body was still tense as a wire. He whined some, wishing one of his brothers were here to take care of him, but they were all as exhausted as he was and he wouldn't want to bug them.
Instead, he dug a tired hand through his drawers and came out with a favored toy. The black silicone wasn't overtly large or textured, but it was perfect for when he just wanted to be filled.
Leo slid his shorts down and off and lined the toy to his entrance, sliding it along the lips to catch on to the building slick, occasionally pushing harder to have it dip into him.
He threw his free arm over his eyes and his world narrowed down to inching the toy inside of him until it rested heavy in his slit. He brushed his fingers over his plastron and imagined he could feel it within.
It was a relief all at once and he went boneless. The feeling of being empty had abated and he dazedly wished to be stuffed even more. But for now he would take the comfort and pleasure of being able to flex his muscles and feel the toy pressed against his walls, feel himself leaking slightly around it.
Orgasm was far from his mind. He shuffled around to curl up around his phone and scrolled mindlessly for hours while his stuffed slit leaked puddles onto his sheets.