#goddess on the mountain top

[explorevenus]

I NEED A EDDIE FACE RIDING

YES.

OH YES.

first of all thank u for the request, i appreciate your patience ♥ and second of all i imagine that eddie loooooves giving head and probably spends an unhealthy amount of time thinking about u sitting on his face like,,, pretty much since u met. sooo why don't we give the man what he wants right ?? <333

nsfw (18+) - minors dni !!!

word count - 1.1k

warnings - none really just some good ol' fashioned face riding

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fic under the cut,, thanks so much for reading and i hope u like it !! ♥

"B-But what if I squish you?"

"You're not gonna squish me, honey."

"But how will you breathe?"

Eddie's lips parted in a smug chuckle, thick lashes fluttering as he replied, "I'm not really worried about that either. There're worse ways to go."

Cheeks burning, you swatted at his chest, voice breaking in a shy whine, "Eddie!"

He simply caught your hands in his with a gentle laugh-- he gazed up at you from where he laid on your plush, pink bed, as you were sat on his stomach, knees tucked to either side of him. It wasn't like he'd never gone down on you before, in fact it was one of his favorite pastimes-- his words, not yours-- but now that he was asking you to sit on his face, you found yourself inexplicably nervous. You'd never tried it before, not just with him, but with anyone. Certainly you were intrigued, just worried about the logistics.

Lucky for you, Eddie had practically mastered calming your nerves by now, having familiarized himself with the quirks in your thought processing enough to break through them, when the situation called for it. Big brown eyes softening, he reassured you, "I'll be fine, I promise. I wouldn't ask you if I felt otherwise, m’kay?"

"A-Are you sure?"

"Positive. Now, have a seat, princess," He encouraged, tone dropping to that husky whisper that he knew always cut right through you, fingertips hooking into the hem of your thin cotton panties.

Blushing at his words, you buried your face in your hands as he helped you shimmy out of your underwear, but of course he was quick to call you out on such behavior. "Hey," Eddie warned, "C'mon, sweetheart, no hiding. Lemme see you, hm? Wanna see that pretty face while you ride mine."

That definitely didn't help with the blushing, but he'd convinced you all the same. You pulled your hands away, however hesitantly, tilting your chin down enough for him to see, though you still had a hard time meeting his eyes. His thumbs dragged back and forth on your soft thighs as he waited patiently for you to collect yourself. With a mildly unsure breath, you squeezed his hands for comfort before scooting yourself forward, hovering shakily over his face in what you could only guess was the right position. Your heart was hammering away inside your chest, accompanied by a familiar growing heat between your legs. For a moment, driven by anticipation, time slowed to a crawl.

Pupils swelling with lust and adoration, Eddie smooched lazily inward until his lips met your dripping cunt, pulling you downward by your hips until you were properly seated. Almost immediately your jaw dropped in a breathless gasp, “O-Oh, fuck, Eddie...”

With his mouth otherwise occupied, he couldn’t exactly reply with words, but the slight chuckle he let out against you was enough to communicate his pride, both in himself, and in you for trusting him. Clearly you were right to do so. His tongue slipped teasingly inside you before trailing upward to swirl around your jewel, and you drew in a sharp breath in response, hips bucking forward as your shaking hands quickly found purchase in his thick, curly hair. The motion only seemed to encourage him.

Sucking harshly on your clit, his tongue slid forward to flick at the swollen bud, sending waves of white hot pleasure through you. You let out a broken cry, trying desperately to keep still as your hips trembled above him, thighs tightening over his ears. Face burning, you subconsciously began rocking into his ministrations, the (perhaps irrational) fear of suffocating him slowly melting away to make room for the glittering heat that was pooling up inside you. As if to encourage you further, he tugged you down just a little more by the plush your thighs, fingertips printing into your skin until you fully relaxed your weight into him. 

He lapped at you greedily with a satisfied hum that ricocheted through your core, making you jolt and clutch his hair at the roots. Your breathing faltered, chest rising and falling in stutters, and as you looked down to check on him, you nearly thought you would faint-- Eddie looked exceptionally good between your legs, the inky black of his pupils swallowing up almost every last trace of that familiar coffee color as he raked up the length of your quivering body with a hunger you almost couldn’t believe. By the looks of it he was in his element, and he was enjoying himself just about as much as you were. After all, he’d been waiting on this for a while.

Dragging the flat of his tongue up the length of your cunt, collecting a pool of your slick arousal in his hot mouth, the two of you moaned almost perfectly in sync. His hands slid upward and back behind your hips, cradling your body and rocking you into himself a bit harder than you were on your own, sending white hot pulses of pleasure deeply through you with every seemingly minute bump of his nose against your heat. As much as you hesitated to admit it, you could feel your peak looming on the horizon already, and quickly at that. Surely he could tell, but Eddie certainly wasn’t cutting you any breaks, the devil that he is.

“E-Eddie,” You gasped, blushing body misted with a thin sheet of sweat, hands fisted tightly into his locks. “I’m close, I-I’m getting close--”

Your words trailed off as he sucked your swollen, aching clit between his lips, before pulling back with a soft pop just enough to free himself to speak. “No one’s stoppin’ ya, doll,” He mused, taking a short moment to catch his breath before he continued to mercilessly devour you.

As if his encouragement was the only thing holding you back, your eyes screwed shut and you let out a breathy, high pitched whine as that coil deep in your stomach wound itself tight, and then snapped. Sparks showered over you in rhythmic waves, and you couldn’t find it in you to be embarrassed anymore as your pussy clenched around nothing, and your cum flooded his tongue. Grinning against you as he held you down by your thighs to lick you clean, he truly looked like the embodiment of the cat who got the cream.

Only once he was satisfied with his own performance did he let go of you with a parting squeeze of the flesh, fingertips trailing softly down the length of your legs, and in the aftermath, it quite tickled-- it was hard not to giggle a bit as you jolted away from him, toppling over on to the bed beside him as he tried to subtly regain control of his breathing. His lips and cheeks glistened with your arousal, and donned a proud smirk.

Eddie reached for you, rubbing your back as you shook and caught your own breath. “Good girl,” He hummed. “I take it that wasn’t so bad, huh?”

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[reidentevilleon]

"N-no...no" Leon whispers as he softly cries

He's spread. Eagle style naked on the bed

"No..."

A slight fart slips out of Leon

*farts*

*Leon cries*

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[explorevenus]

“All day I’ve been thinking about how good it would feel to have your head between my legs.”

We need it 👀

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE, ANON

nsfw (18+) - minors dni !!!!

yandere!leon kennedy x reader - "all day i've been thinking about how good it would feel to have your head between my legs."

courtesy disclaimer for those of u who are just now joining us that this is a dark au, this fic in particular is not incredibly dark but it does contain mentions of kidnapping and implied stockholm syndrome also size kink if u squint so if that's not ur cup of tea, u have been warned and u are responsible for ur own media consumption !!!

ahem. now that that's out of the way

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You were startled by the sound of the front door slamming shut downstairs.

You glanced at the clock-- 5:57 p.m.

Leon shouldn't be getting home for another 15 to 20 minutes... Interesting. Instinctively your muscles tensed and you began to brace yourself, wondering what you possibly could have done to upset him enough to leave work early and charge his way home, slamming doors and shit.

The sound of his heavy boots ascending the stairs frightened you, and you were trying to swallow it back, but the anticipation was too much. You held your breath as the bedroom door creaked open much softer than the front door had, revealing your captor.

He seemed... fine? A bit disheveled, maybe, but that wasn't particularly out of the ordinary for him at the end of a long work day.

"H-Hey! You're home early," You observed casually, hoping your voice wasn't too shaky. "How was your day?"

"It was fine," The blonde answered dismissively. Usually he loved to tell you all about his day-- or at least as much as he could tell you-- but it would seem he wasn't interested in recounting the details of his "office work" right now.

You were in the middle of concocting a way to ask him what brought him home so early without making him suspicious of you when he spoke up again, interrupting your train of thought.

"Y'know what, princess?" He asked as he sat the edge of the bed to remove his boots, thick muscles accentuated by the plain black t-shirt he wore that was just way too tight.

You tilted your head quizzically. "What?"

He leaned back casually to look at you, bracing himself with his palms planted flat on the mattress, something familiar twinkling in his cobalt eyes.

"All day I've been thinking about how good it would feel to have your head between my legs," He smirked, bringing one strong hand forward to toy teasingly at his belt. "I couldn't have possibly gotten home to you fast enough, sweetheart."

It was embarrassing how susceptible you were to his charm. You knew it was wrong, you knew you should hate him, and sometimes you did, but in moments like this, it was just easier-- and a little selfish of you-- to accept his advances. You were beginning to notice that the period of internal conflict you'd feel just before engaging in anything sexual with him was dwindling by the day.

You swallowed thickly, face heating up at the thought of him racing home early like that just to fuck your face. Just because he wanted you so bad. There was something oddly flattering in that.

"...All day?" You asked quietly, hands fidgeting in your lap just to keep yourself occupied.

"Mhm," He hummed, reaching forward to trace his fingertips along your jaw, tipping your head up with a knuckle curled beneath your chin so you'd have no choice but to look at him. "All day. Couldn't get any work done thinking about your blushing little face looking up at me, mouth stuffed full of my cock..."

You swallowed again. Oh god, your mouth was literally watering at the thought.

You gazed up at him through your lashes, walking your fingertips "innocently" up his thigh. "What an awful distraction," You whispered. "We can't have that, right?"

Leon smiled at you as if he were eyeing prey. "Absolutely not."

Your fingertips traced the final distance up his thigh until your touch reached his belt, and while you knew Leon was meant to be in control, you had a little bit of fun in taking your time to undo it. He was already carding his fingers through your hair, watching with what may as well have been little hearts in his eyes as you fumbled with the buckle until it came undone, after which you wasted little time moving on to the button of his dark pants.

He was visibly hard already, the front of his pants strained by the weight of him. The both of you shivered with excitement as your hand brushed over him, dainty fingers tugging down the zipper.

Leon shuddered at your touch as you delicately freed his hard cock, pupils rounding with hunger as you eyed his length, swollen and hard, reddened tip weeping with precum. As you licked a coy stripe from the base of him all the way up, he scratched your head affectionately before he gathered your hair away from your face, holding it firmly at the base of your neck. He smirked handsomely down at you, "Open wide, sweetheart, just like I taught you."

Your mouth fell open to receive, gripping his strong thighs as you took him slowly, thankful that he was at least patient enough to allow you to pace yourself adjusting to him. With a shaky breath from your nose you sank almost all the way down, savoring the familiar taste of him on your tongue for one final tranquil moment before he could no longer restrain himself, his hips rutting forward to force himself deeper down your throat. Your eyes slipped shut with a muffled whimper at the force of it, suppressing a gag to the best of your ability.

He soon found his rhythm, letting out a satisfied groan as he held you in place to fuck into your mouth. Your head swam with unbridled lust and you moaned softly around him, becoming increasingly more wet at the intimate pleasure that was allowing him to use you as he pleased. The vibration of the sound you'd made only served to spur him on, drawing a shiver from deep within him. His hold on your hair tightened almost painfully.

"Look at me," He demanded, short of breath, taking his bottom lip between his teeth. "Wanna see that pretty face."

He truly could have melted as you gazed up at him, eyelashes wet with tears as you took every inch of him down your silky throat.

"Fuck," He grunted. "Good girl. Good fuckin' girl."

You melted almost immediately at his praise, the flat of your tongue fluttering around him as you whined, shifting your thighs for some kind of relief. Although, it would seem he was far more concerned about his own relief at the moment.

Your nails were digging into his hips as you worked your mouth around him, taking with one hand what you couldn't fit in your mouth. Occasionally you would pull up just to smother his cock and navel with kisses so you could catch your breath.

He couldn't get enough of how little you were in comparison to him, so soft and weak and small that you couldn't even fit it all in your mouth without choking.

With the way he'd practically edged himself all day just thinking about you, it wasn't long before his fists were tightening in your hair and his eyes screwed shut, a string of groans and curses and praises filling the air like a beautiful melody as he yanked you back by your hair, finishing all over your face.

You were panting for breath, thick beads of his pearlescent spend hanging heavy in your lashes and dripping down your rosy skin, drool bordering your swollen lips.

"F-Fuck, princess," Leon shuddered, cupping your cheek as he smeared a thin line of his seed over your cheek. "I oughta get you some pearls, hm?"

#goddess on the mountain top #summit of beauty and love #venustext #resident evil #leon kennedy #yandere!leon kennedy #something permanent #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy smut #dark!leon kennedy #yandere!leon kennedy x reader

[explorevenus]

Steve fucking reader over the Family Video counter?

ahhhhh yes ,, i love a good opportunity to push steve to his limits, and reader for that matter hehehe ♥

thank u so so so much for ur patience btw, i know u requested this a while ago ,, i've just been a busy bee dealing w some personal things ;w;

nsfw (18+) - minors dni !!!

word count - 3.1k

tags/warnings - sub/brat!reader, daddy!steve, public sex, praise, pet names, fingering, unprotected p in v (obligatory don’t do it irl lol be safe out there y’all), creampie, u know the drill (aka i am nothing if not predictable)

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fic under the cut ,, thanks so much for reading and i hope u like it !! ♥

It wasn't incredibly often that you would find yourself desperate enough for Steve's attention to go bother him at work-- there's a time and place for everything, of course, and you knew that well, but...

Family Video was facing a pretty nasty understaffing issue since the school year started; a common, annual issue to be expected with jobs like this that tend to employ mostly teenagers over the summer. You can't say you didn't see it coming, but that didn't make you any less bitter about it considering that Steve's manager just expected him to pick up all those extra shifts now that he wasn't tethered to high school anymore. Perhaps it was your own mind hyperbolizing the situation, but for the past few weeks it truly felt like Steve wasn't home at all, and even when he was home, he was far too tired to play with you.

Now... that just wouldn't do, would it?

You pushed the door open with your two hands, stepping out of the chilly autumn air and into the video store with an audible ding of the bell just overhead, a bell that signaled to Steve and Robin that there was a new customer to attend to-- only you weren't really there to buy anything. It was less than an hour before close-- the orange sunset cast a cozy sherbet color over the shelves of tapes and the racks of popcorn and colorful candy, the same products that tinted the air with a certain sweet, theater-like aroma that followed your lover home every evening. It was an ambience that many people found comfort in, and certainly you used to as well, but not so much anymore. Now it only served to remind you of the very place that took so much of his time away from you.

Roused by the sound of the bell, Robin poked her head up from a book she was reading behind the counter, smiling as she greeted you casually, “Oh, hey, (Y/N)!”

“Hey, beautiful,” You greeted in return, forcing a half-smile through your frustration as you made yourself busy skimming this years selection of horror films. “Where’s Steve?”

Robin nodded her head towards the far right corner of the store, where you saw Steve walking some other girl through the romantic comedies. You felt a bit jealous, not because he was really doing anything wrong, and definitely not because you didn’t trust him, but because you were so truly starved for attention at this point that you would have given anything to be that girl right now... as pathetic as that might be, which you were fully cognizant of.

“Thanks,” You replied, sighing softly as you returned the tape you were eyeing to its rightful place.

You didn’t want to interrupt him while he was helping someone, so you chose to bide your time continuing to browse the new arrivals, but while you may have been looking at them, you weren’t really paying much attention. It was hard to think through the thick fog of need that had been building up inside you for so long, your thoughts racing through images of Steve at his finest, hot and sweating and moaning above you, gripping your hair like you’d disappear if he let go, whispering the filthiest shit in your ear while he drove into you--

“(Y/N)?” The warm, familiar sound of Steve’s voice cut through the static, and you looked up from the tape you were holding to see him right there in front of you. How long had he been standing there? “What’s up, babe? Robin said you were looking for me?” He asked innocently.

You weren’t really sure how to respond. Part of you wanted to just maul him where he stood, but you were right in front of a window, and even then you weren’t exactly alone right now. You shook your head as if you were shaking off your sinful thoughts, before gazing up at him with your widest, saddest puppy eyes. “Daddy, I miss you,” You whined quietly, clutching at that stupid fucking vest that he somehow managed to look good in. He flustered almost immediately, cheeks flushing with cherry color, which you took as both a sign of success, and as a sign to continue. “I-I miss you, a lot...”

He let out an unsure breath, resting a hand on your shoulder as he eyed Robin awkwardly-- she was deeply invested in her book, and presumably hadn’t heard a word. He turned back to you, speaking lowly, “Sweetheart, I’m working. Can’t you wait until I get home?”

You shook your head ‘no.’ “I’m sick of waiting,” You griped. “It’s been weeks, daddy, I want you now.”

After a quick dart of the eyes towards the counter, worrying over your volume, he reassured himself that Robin wasn’t paying attention before turning back to you with a rather patronizing scoff. “Now, huh? You sure about that?”

Suddenly shy by his tone, you frowned dramatically before burying yourself into his chest, nodding eagerly. “Can’t you take a break or something?” You spoke into his shirt. “Come on, Stevie, this place is working you to the bone...”

But he simply chuckled, patting your back. “No, honey, I can’t just ‘take a break’ half an hour before close. I’ve already had mine, and so has Robin.”

While his choice of words might have been a bit discouraging, you noted the mischief in his tone, the hint towards something more. Steve wasn’t really disagreeing with you, he just wanted you to beg for it.

Typical of him.

“Come on,” You groaned, tugging at his vest again, pulling back just enough to look up at him. “Can’t you figure something out, get off early today? Please?”

“Hmm... I don’t think so, baby. Lots of work to do around here, y’know?”

“Steve...”

“What?”

It was overtly obvious that he was being infuriating on purpose, and as you fumbled for a response you only found yourself red in the face-- he’d talked you into a wall. Steve loved doing that, evident in the way his grin widened.

But, tonight, you didn’t plan on giving up so easily.

Pulling back from him, you crossed your arms over your chest and knitted your eyebrows together, looking up at him with an expression of pure, unadulterated discontent. “Are you saying you’d rather be stuck here, selling VHS tapes and M&M’s to high school kids, instead of spending time with your girlfriend?” You sassed. Of course you knew it wasn’t true, but you also knew it’d get a reaction out of him.

And it did.

“That’s not fair, and you know it,” He was quick to rebut. “It’s not my fault you’re being a needy little fucking brat about it.”

You faked a gasp. “A needy little fucking brat?”

“Hey, watch your language,” Steve spoke lowly. “And your volume, please.”

You couldn’t help but smirk, taunting him right back, “Or what?”

To your surprise, Steve said nothing-- not to you, anyway. He took the tape you were holding right out of your hand, returning it to the shelf, before making his way over to Robin behind the counter. She hardly even noticed him at first, so absorbed by whatever she was reading that she almost flinched when he spoke up behind her. “Hey, Robin, you’ve got that thing with Vickie tonight, don’t you?” He asked.

Robin peeked up at him over the top of her book, brow raised in suspicion. “Yeah... why?”

“You should head out early, go get ready and whatnot. I can close up shop.”

Robin cast an unsure glance at you before turning back to look at him. “What about (Y/N)? I think she really misses you--”

“She agreed to stay and keep me company. Isn’t that right, (Y/N)?”

Now all eyes were on you. Suddenly you were nervous, and just as confused about his intentions as Robin was. Thinking it best to just play along, you nodded with a warm smile and said, “Y-Yeah, of course, you should go have fun, Buckley. God knows you’ve earned it.”

“Uh... okay. I’m gonna stop asking questions before you change your mind, I guess,” She shrugged, sliding a bookmark between the pages before grabbing her bike helmet out from beneath the counter. “See you lovebirds later.”

You said your farewells to her as she passed by you on her way to the door, leaving behind only you, Steve, and the elephant in the room with a parting ring of that bell. There was a beat of silence as you both watched her leave, and then you turned to look at Steve with curiosity. He was still behind the counter, perched up on his two hands, eyeing you with an expression you could barely read.

Finally, he said, “Well, are you gonna come over here, or are you just gonna stare?”

Face burning, you made your way over to him at the counter, leaning over the glass to give him a kiss, figuring you would just have to deal with some making out and heavy petting for now, until he was finished closing the store-- but, to your surprise, he leaned back just as you’d leaned in, his eyebrow raised at you like there was something you weren’t getting as you stared at him with your lips puckered.

“...What?” You asked, voice small, but tinted with annoyance.

“Behind the counter, sweetheart,” Steve clarified. “C’mon.”

Odd. You followed his direction, joining him where he stood, but you were hardly given a chance to inquire further as he grabbed you at the waist, turned you in his arms, and bent you over the counter. The breath fell from your lungs, causing you to let out a shocked squeak. The two of you were in the direct line of sight of anyone who might dare to walk through that door, the open sign threatening to invite exactly that scenario, and you were positioned to stare straight at it. This was quite purposeful on his end.

You swallowed thickly. “S-Steve, aren’t you at least going to lock the door?”

He chuckled into your hair, pinning your arms behind your back with one strong hand and flipping your skirt up with the other. “No,” He answered simply. “We’re still open. You’re the one who so desperately wanted to play now... I’m just giving you what you asked for.”

A textbook case of malicious compliance-- also rather typical of him.

Your words failed you as he drew two fingertips up the length of your soaked panties-- that, in and of itself, was irrefutable evidence of your arousal. “Already so wet for me,” Steve mused, finding your clit through the fabric with practiced ease and applying just enough pressure to keep you dumb and compliant. “You like this, don’t you? You like knowing that anyone could walk through that door and catch you getting fucked back into your place over this counter? That anyone and everyone could know just how naughty you’ve been today, and exactly what I plan on doing about that?”

Washing over with humiliation, you shook your head rapidly, but you could hardly stop yourself from pressing your hips back further into his touch. “D-Daddy, what if we get in trouble?”

“You’re already in trouble, honey,” He laughed, pushing aside your panties so that he could feel the full extent of your arousal. “You just let me worry about that, ‘kay?”

Jaw dropped in stunned pleasure, you could only nod, wiggling your hips closer to him again in a silent plea for him to get on with it. “So fucking needy,” He chuckled under his breath. “Just relax and let me take care of you, doll, alright?”

Again, you simply nodded, willing yourself to hold still as his fingers dipped inside you, but you should have known that he wanted to hear you say it.

With a quick, unexpected swat to your ass with his free hand, Steve encouraged you, “Use your words.”

Your eyes screwed shut-- your anxiety could hardly stand to watch the door any longer. “Okay, daddy,” You sighed softly, taking your bottom lip between your teeth. “I’ll be good.”

“Good,” He hummed, sliding deeply inside of you down to the knuckles. “That’s what I like to hear.”

He reached forward with his free hand to steady you by your hip as his thick fingers pumped in and out of you so slowly that you could tell he was just trying to toy with you, or, in his own words, to put you back into your place. A quiet, impatient groan fell from your lips as you tried as hard as you could to keep still for him, to satiate his demand. 

Lucky for you, Steve’s patience was already wearing just about as thin as yours-- his recent distance from you wasn’t easy for him, either, he was just better at hiding it. His ministrations continued only for a few minutes, just until he was confident that you were properly prepared to take him, and then he withdrew from you in a move that was sore for the both of you.

But it wouldn’t last long. Your eyes fluttered open in excitement at the sound of him fumbling with his belt. Obediently you chose not to move, gripping your own arms behind your back right where he’d placed them earlier, a nicety which he’d certainly taken note of with a soft praise of, “Good girl,” under his breath. His words alone brought another hot rush of wetness to your core.

He finally freed himself from the restriction of his jeans, dragging the weeping tip of his hardened cock up the length of you to wet himself with your arousal. The contact alone made you jump, eager for him to get on with it, but his own desire for you wouldn’t have you waiting for too long. In one smooth motion he gripped your hips again, sliding his engorged cock into your pussy with a low, satisfied growl.

You let out a whine, forehead dropping to the cool glass countertop beneath you as he buried himself inside you down to the hilt.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” He sighed, stilling inside you for a moment just to savor the feeling. “Got what you wanted now, hm?”

“Y-Yes, God yes...” You moaned, only wishing you could see his face. There were few better feelings in the world, if any, than being filled to the brim with the length of your lover. “Thank you, daddy...”

“You’re welcome, bunny,” He chuckled breathlessly at your manners as he began to rock into you, knuckles whitening as his grip on your hips strengthened, and he began to lose himself to the sensation of your slick cunt wrapped tightly around him. “Aren’t you lucky you caught me in a good mood today?”

You weren’t sure whether he expected a response from you or not, so you nodded anyway, still biting your lip as you hummed, “Mhm...”

“Fuck, you feel like a dream,” Steve grunted, the sound of skin on skin flooding your ears, the force of his hips rocking your softened body over the counter at a measured pace. “I’ve missed this, missed fucking you 'till you can't walk right, and feeling your heart beat around my cock..."

Jesus Christ. Your words failed you as you soaked up his praise, that fire in your core burning hotter and brighter by the second. It was fair to say you were a bit sensitive given the space between you two recently, but you wanted for nothing more than to last as long as you could, to bask in the feeling of his cock dragging over your quivering walls and bumping into your cervix. A thin sheet of sweat misted over your body, leaving you sticky and hot and uniquely uncomfortable in your clothes. You couldn’t bring yourself to care whether or not someone might walk in and catch you anymore-- everything fell together so blissfully. You could hardly think straight through the pleasure at this point.

Taking note of your weakness, and your distraction, Steve let a hand slide forward over your hip to toy with your clit, rubbing gentle, ghostly circles into your swollen jewel, making you cry out and let go of your own arms only to grip the edge of the countertop for stability. While he would usually call you out for disobeying his direction, he could hardly bring himself to care with the way his own head spun with pleasure-- he knew he was pushing you to your limit already, but selfishly, he reveled in the way you clenched around him in response to such stimulus. 

Steve bore his fingertips into your skin as he held you tightly to him, turning you in his hold so that you were now on your back, all without bothering to remove himself from you. Your chest heaved with a pathetic sob at the complete and utter sensitivity that occupied every inch of your inner workings, and the increasing difficulty of staving off an orgasm against his unforgiving treatment. He continued to bore deeply into you, hips snapping forward with relentless fervor as he chased his own end.

“Are you gonna cum for me, pretty baby?” He beamed down at you, cheeks flushed pink, his beautiful chestnut hair dampened with sweat. 

It took you a moment to gather the words through the thick fog of lust that had settled over your thoughts, but once you did, you wasted little time answering him. “Yes, daddy, please--”

Your speech was cut off as he reached between the two of you once again, two fingertips circling over your clit at an incredible pace, as if he was really trying to drag it out of you. The pace at which he thrusted into you was faltering, each snap of his hips slightly more sloppy and primal than the last, indicating his own looming finish. Your legs were already shaking, hooked behind his back like you’d just crumble to dust if you let go, and that coil deep within you tightened at an alarming rate. Your head fell back with a soft bump to the glass as you lost yourself to his ministrations.

Soon enough Steve buried himself as deeply inside of your dripping cunt as he could possibly manage, warmth flooding your core as his seed spilled out into you-- that feeling was the final nail in the coffin for you, and almost simultaneously, your own cum gushed out around his cock in waves. 

As you both fought to catch your breath, Steve pulled slowly out of you and watched with stars in his eyes as the mess you’d made seeped out of you and pooled on the glass. He let out a breathless laugh, teasing, “Now, you’re gonna clean that up, right?”

#goddess on the mountain top #summit of beauty and love #stranger things #steve harrington #sintext #venustext #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x you

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Hi, Huge SP fan here!! I just wanted to ask what would happen if darling had been bratty all day, getting on Leon’s nerves and getting punished for it throughout the day, but when they finally both got into bed she broke down into tears and revealed that she was worried that Leon wouldn’t like her body after she gave birth and was worried she would think she was “gross” or something

he would buffer for a moment, blinking at her slowly while he absorbs what she’d said, and it almost doesn’t even compute to him at first. darling is perfection incarnate to him, and on top of that he maybe sort of definitely has a thing for seeing her pregnant, so he can’t even comprehend what it would feel like to think that way about her.

“oh, baby,” he’d sigh, opening his arms to pull her close, one wrapped tightly around her back while the other rests on her belly. “not possible. i’m mesmerized by you, you get more and more beautiful to me every single day. and that is definitely not going to change once you’ve got our little one in your arms.”

he’d hold her while she cried, petting her hair and rubbing her belly and kissing her forehead and brushing away her tears. characteristic to him, it might seem sweet at first… until he keeps talking.

“don’t cry, baby. you know i knocked you up knowing what it would do to your body, don’t you? every little change signifies something beautiful, puppy, it’s all a product of our love for each other. your hips widening up for birth, your breasts swelling up with milk, your belly going a little soft… it all just means you’re daddy’s perfect little breeder, hm? so no more tears, okay?”

and now he’s confused cus he doesn’t understand why that made her cry harder. must be those pesky pregnancy hormones, huh?

#goddess on the mountain top #yandere!leon kennedy #something permanent

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what would sp!leon's reaction be if the baby had the most minor accident ever... i'm talking like they like... hit their leg w a lego block or something

stop cus he's such a drama queen like if sp!leon had it his way he would keep darling and baby in bubble wrap

i can already imagine one of sp!leon's biggest hurdles in getting used to parenthood is realizing that if he overreacts to a minor spill/injury/whatever, it does nothing but make the baby 10x more panicked and upset

cus he sees baby running around playing and she trips a little bit, maybe scrapes a knee if even that, and he's like SHARP GASP OH MY GODDD MY BABYY ARE YOU OKAY LET ME SEE IT

anyway if there's one thing we know about sp!leon's crazy ass it's that he loves a good excuse to dote on his princesses so i def think that like once the emotions simmer out (for both of them) he's more than content to do the whole kiss-it-better routine

scraped knee? he's carrying baby back inside, propping her up on the countertop, cleaning it up, letting her pick what kind of bandage she wants, pasting it on with such care. wasp sting? he'll hold her while she cries for however long she needs, rubbing her back and wiping her tears and promising that nest will be gone by the next time she goes outside to play.

bumped her head? stepped on a lego? got a splinter? each and every time he's right there babying her like she lost an arm, full content to cradle her close and let her cry on him and coo to her about how brave she is.

"that's daddy's tough little princess, huh? didn't hurt so bad at all, did it? and you know what, that band-aid looks pretty cool, baby... and you sat so good and still for me so i could make it all better. that was very brave of you."

brb while i Sob Uncontrollably

#goddess on the mountain top #yandere!leon kennedy #something permanent #nyx !!!

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Yan!Leon knocked me up, and for the baby he bought a bunck of djungelskog bears, and said it was because ''i want our baby to grow up sorrounded by stupid lookin bears'' AND THEY DO BE STUPID

NO WAY STOP I LOVE THIS

DJUNGELSKOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#goddess on the mountain top #yandere!leon kennedy #the ai leon chronicles

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how would leon react to his darling being scared of the dark <3

totally not from experience and totally not what I'm currently up late for :)

AWWWWWWWWWW I'M CRYING STOP ;n;

ally baby i'm so sorry i didn't get to this sooner, but i hope it's able to help u in the future too if u need ;n; also i wasn't sure if u wanted canon leon or yandere leon so i'm doing both

canon leon: he gets it, he does. he would hesitate to admit it but leon isn't a big fan of the dark either, after everything he's been through, and that's just one item on a long list of issues he has with sleeping. that being said, he's more than happy to lay awake and hold you to his chest for as long as you need, rubbing your back with one hand and the other playing with your hair as he softly encourages you to breathe with him. he'll be quiet and lull you to sleep if you want, or if you're really restless and just want to stay up and talk, he's happy to do that too. i also firmly believe leon is a Midnight Snack Enthusiast as a result of his sleep issues and if ur really upset and having a hard time calming down, he will 110% carry u to the kitchen and turn all the lights on and make some random snack for u to share so u can chat and take ur mind off of it. if u prefer to fall asleep with the tv on or whatever, he's fine with that too. anything to help you out <3

yan!leon: he will coddle the absolute fuck out of u. as soon as he realizes ur afraid of the dark, he finds it incredibly endearing and sweet and he definitely holds off on buying u a nightlight just so he can have u clinging to him for comfort more often. ultimately, though, he can't have his sweet princess not sleeping well, so he would eventually fold and accommodate you to the best of his ability. because he's so concerned about u getting the proper sleep u need (and because ur less bratty when ur well-rested), he's much less patient about it than canon leon. he doesn't mind calming you down when you're scared, but on those nights when you just can't find it within yourself to relax and go to sleep, he will practically lock his arms around you and pin you to the bed-- "sleep," he'd grumble tiredly into your ear, "you're safe w'me, bunny, promise." yan!leon being yan!leon, he is very Not Self Aware of how ironic and unhelpful that is. but he tries LOL

ily ally. i hope u feel better soon ;n;

#goddess on the mountain top #yandere!leon kennedy #leon kennedy #ally !!!

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adding onto 🍇 anons question(??) about not bonding with the baby… i present to you the complete opposite: hogging the baby. darling will not put it down. baby’s crying at 2am? darlings getting to baby as fast as possible. baby’s fussy? darling’s got it all under control.

and leon would be so proud.

it completely misses him that darling is hogging baby purely to protect her from him. he just interprets it as darling becoming the doting mother she was always meant to be.

of course it makes him sad when darling works herself too hard-- after all, he's there to help her-- but he can't bring himself to be too upset with her because he just can't get enough of the sight of darling fawning over their baby.

meanwhile darling is just reveling in her success at protecting baby and getting special treatment from leon at the same time >:3

#goddess on the mountain top #yandere!leon kennedy #something permanent

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Hiii I just wanted to lyk I made a bot based off “Something Permanent”!!! :)<3

https://beta.character.ai/chat?char=wyspwim1RQU4ikNI2hFCD8rgBAvccR6T5Q0pNURLDRg

“ ⊹ | Something Permanent IB: ExploreVenus on Tumblr “

hi there, thank you for sharing ,, i’m happy that something i wrote inspired you <3 no hard feelings at all but in the future i would appreciate it if you’d ask permission, not all fanfic writers are comfortable with their work being used for bots !

that being said, that link is broken for me! but i hope you have fun with him <3

#goddess on the mountain top

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i just thought of smth regarding leon in something permanent, what would happen if this man had a broadcast system in the house? an innocent one would be while he's away, darling could just be drinking tea and sets the cup on the table and suddenly darling hears leon's voice to take the cup back and put a coaster under it LMAO

a scarier one is him trying to talk to darling in the wee hours of the night and it just creeps darling out bc, wtf? hearing his voice at 3am through a loud ass speaker? when he's not even there???

jesus CHRIST that would crank the psychological torture up to like. ELEVEN

leon with access to a fuckin BROADCAST SYSTEM IN THE HOUSE would be INSUFFERABLE and we all know it. he would not have any respect with it whatsoever nor any chill at all.

he's at work and misses you? "hi darling i love you so much i'll be home soon hope you're being good"

he's away on a mission and doesn't trust you? "you've been staring at that window a little too long there, baby. wouldn't want me to think you're trying another escape, would you?"

he just wants to make sure you're thinking of him? "daddy loves you, pretty baby, you look so beautiful today..."

also having nefarious thoughts of him using it in the middle of the night to wake you up and make you flash the security cameras because he's woefully horny and needy for you

#goddess on the mountain top #yandere!leon kennedy #something permanent

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darling’s IUD after being forcibly removed 🩷

PLEEEEEEEEASE LMFAOOOOOOO

#goddess on the mountain top #vivi !!!

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Feeling absolutely devastated because of uni and grades all I’d want is the Leon that you write shower me in love and reassuring words :((((

awww honey :(

i’m so sorry you’re having a hard time. it means a lot to me that something i’ve written has brought you comfort during a tough time.

here’s a blurb to hopefully cheer u up ;~; it’s not specific to either canon!leon or yandere!leon, it can be read as either 💗

(writing this on mobile so i’m sorry if the formatting is shit)

leon had been away on assignment for a few days— the timing couldn’t have possibly been more inopportune. not only was he already apprehensive about leaving you to your own devices for any length of time due to pure paranoia, but you were currently being crushed under the weight of finals season.

you were barely sleeping, barely eating, barely blinking. you weren’t as gracious with yourself as he wished you’d be— you hardly allowed yourself any breaks despite how obvious it was that you’d needed one. on one hand, he understands. leon has always been one to absorb himself in his work that way. but you? he could hardly stomach watching you fold in on yourself more and more as the weeks dragged on.

still, duty calls, so away he went.

leon returned home on the cusp of 4 am and was pained to see the dull light of your laptop screen shining through the bedroom window. he didn’t even bother taking his bags out of the car as he headed inside and up the stairs to check on you.

you were practically right where he’d left you days ago, hunched over your laptop at your desk, hair thrown carelessly into a claw clip hanging loose at the nape of your neck, bundled up in one of his old hoodies that swallowed your body whole. you had your forehead rested on the desk before you— he almost thought you were sleeping until he heard a soft hiccup followed by a sniffle.

you were crying.

“oh, sweetheart…” he gasped, approaching you gently so as not to spook you. leon wasn’t even sure if you’d noticed him yet. “what’s the matter? why are you still awake?” he asked, resting a hand on your shoulder, feeling your body quiver beneath his touch as you sobbed.

you peeked your head up to look at him, bleary eyes shot red and overflowing with fat tears. your bottom lip wobbled as you drank in the sight of him, clearly trying to find the words to describe your situation, but once you did, it was like you’d unleashed a rushing waterfall of word vomit that you’d clearly been stewing on since he’d left.

“i put everything i had into this essay, i’ve barely slept, i studied the material until it was printed on the backs of my eyelids and my professor won’t accept it because i turned it in one minute after midnight,” you rambled, pausing to inhale a breath before you continued, “it’s ridiculous and unfair and now i’m gonna have to retake the entire course over one stupid essay, one fucking minute. and now my gpa is probably fucked too and i don’t know what to do because i tried talking to him and he won’t hear it, he won’t give me an extension, and i’m still not even done because i have another final due at 6 pm tomorrow—“

leon listened carefully, occasionally wiping away your tears as he tried to follow your rant. you were firing off so quick he wasn’t sure you were breathing.

“okay, hey, hey… shh… come here,” he interrupted you, opening his arms to draw you out of your chair and into his embrace. you clearly hesitated but ultimately gave in, in sore need of comfort. you couldn’t stop crying, soaking his shirt with tears as you curled into his arms and bawled. he rubbed your back, pressing soft kisses against the crown of your head.

“i-i don’t have time to take a break,” you wept, though you were still clutching him like you’d die if you let go. “i need to finish this paper…”

leon shook his head, tightening his arms around you. “no, sweetheart, you need to take a breather, okay? there’s no way you’re getting that paper done until you relax. everything’s going to be fine, i promise. i’ll make sure of it.”

he rocked you back and forth in his arms as you cried, wishing he had the power to just award you your degree himself. you had been so excited when you first began higher education and it pained him to see how much of a toll it had taken on you over the months.

after a while your hiccups and sobs had subsided and he was prepared to help you back to your desk… that is until he realized you were finally sleeping. he didn’t have the heart to wake you, and it was evident you needed a nap anyway.

instead he helped you over to the bed, tucking you under the plush covers with a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“you’re gonna be just fine, pretty girl,” he whispered, although he was doubtful you were conscious enough to hear him. “just get some rest.”

leon made sure to set an alarm for you that would hopefully give you enough time to rest and finish your paper before it was due.

exhausted from his assignment, leon snuggled in next to you and pulled you into his arms, drifting off alongside you in minutes.

your education could wait— your well-being could not.

#goddess on the mountain top #venustext #flufftext #resident evil #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #yandere!leon kennedy #yandere!leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy fluff

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I’m curious what you’ll do for this emoji: 🔥

Congrats at 1k!!! You deserve it bestie <3

TEA. I LOVE U.

i feel like this is 100% not what you were imagining when u chose this emoji but idk it just came to me so i ran with it sdjfhdjflidsfijh

context for those of u just joining us: this is part of an ask game where i write a yandere!leon blurb based on emojis in celebration of hitting 1k followers !! requests for this game are closed now. thanks everyone for participating and for being patient while i work through the rest of the emojis my asks <33

tags/warnings - yandere!leon kennedy, fem!reader, daddy kink, pet names, reader is in captivity, leon uses a knife (to cut vegetables but still), extremely brief mention of hypothetical self harm

blurb under the cut !! <3

You were bored. You had begged Leon to just let you sit with him while he made dinner. You needed out of that bedroom, out of that bed, you needed something. Anything.

It didn't take him too long to cave on your request-- after all, he found it quite sweet that you wanted to spend time with him. That you were begging for it. Finally, he relented, taking your hand as he led you downstairs and into the kitchen, lifting you up into the tall chair at the kitchen counter.

"Stay put, okay, princess?" He commanded gently. "Don't want you getting hurt."

You're just cooking dinner, how could I possibly hurt myself? You thought stubbornly, but outwardly, you nodded obediently. "Okay, daddy," You said quietly, a near whisper as you zoned out watching him begin to prepare a meal.

He set a pot on the stove to boil before he started cutting up ingredients, which was satisfying to watch. He had incredible knife discipline. You weren't really sure what he was making, but in all honesty, you didn't care-- he hadn't let you down thus far. Sure, he was crazy, but he was skilled at cooking comfort food from scratch.

You were hypnotized by the sight of his knife slicing through vegetables and trimming meat… until it began to make you a little uncomfortable. You were plagued with the image of what he could do to you with a knife. Squirming in your seat, you let your gaze trail over to the stove, eyes hooking on the bright blue flames that licked over the bottom of the pot of water.

Fire. You thought of what you could do with fire. Burn the house down, injure him horribly, injure yourself horribly… It was an oddly comforting thought. You knew he wouldn't ever let you near an open flame, but hey, a girl can dream, right?

But then you thought of the nice things you could do with fire. Light a candle, curl up by a fireplace, burn some incense… You missed having those small freedoms, things you never even considered would feel like such a distant reality before you wound up here. Leon's rules for you were stifling in ways you could hardly conceptualize, but every day was a reminder.

Leon noticed you were staring, following your gaze to the stove. "What are you thinking about, hm?" He asked softly, handing you a slice of red pepper he'd just cut as a snack.

You snapped out of your daze, taking the vegetable from him without question. "N-Nothing," You stammered. Unconvincing. "I was just zoning out."

"Ah," He nodded, though his eyes were narrowed with suspicion. "Don't get any ideas, little one. It's not safe for you to play with fire."

You forced a weak smile, taking a bite of the sweet red pepper. "I know," You said. "Wasn't planning on it."

#goddess on the mountain top #yandere!leon kennedy #summit of beauty and love #venustext #venus’ 1k special 💗 #tea !!! #resident evil #leon kennedy #yandere!leon kennedy x reader #dark!leon kennedy #dark!leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x reader

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How about 🎆 for the Yandere!Leon Ask Game? 👀 Also congrats on the 1k you deserve it!!!!!!!!!!!! Your work is so good. 💜💜

NEXYS THANK U I LOVE U SO VERY VERY MUCH AAAA!!!!!!!!!!!

i hope this is good, ily ;w;

context for those of u who are just joining us-- this is part of an emoji ask game where i write a yandere!leon blurb based on emojis in celebration of 1k followers !! requests for this game are closed now, although my ask box is always open for yandere!leon brainrot rambles <33 love y'all and thanks for participating!! i will be slowly working through the rest of the emojis already in my ask box <3

tags/warnings - yandere!leon kennedy, fem!reader, reader is in captivity, leon is delusional, other than that nothing !!

blurb below the cut <33

It was New Year's, ten minutes to midnight.

While your friends and family were no doubt gathering for parties, drinking champagne and counting down the minutes until they could share a kiss with their lovers into the New Year, you were at Leon's, still in captivity, still not allowed to go outside.

You sighed deeply, thinking of the plans you'd made with your friends months ago, long before Leon had taken you in. You were all going to gather together at one of your friend's apartments, share a bottle of champagne, play games, and go into the New Year as a tighter group. You wondered if they were hanging out without you right now. You wondered if your absence was killing the vibe.

"What're you thinking about, princess?" Leon asked from behind you, running his fingers through your hair.

"It's New Year's," You spoke softly, staring blankly at the wall. "I was supposed to be with my friends today."

He hummed softly, leaning forward to kiss your neck sweetly. "I'm sorry, princess. That's a bummer, huh?"

You nodded. It was almost laughable how indifferent he was to your feelings sometimes.

"It's a good thing you have me then," He continued, lips ghosting along your warm skin. "We can go outside, watch the fireworks, share a kiss at midnight… How does that sound, pup?"

Despite your internal struggle, it did sound kind of nice. Normal. Something you really needed right now, a reminder of what it felt like to be normal. You turned over your shoulder to look at him. "Okay… sure. I-I'd like that."

He softly kissed the top of your head, humming contently. "Good. Put on a jacket, princess, it's cold outside," He said, and while his words sounded like a suggestion, his tone sounded like a command.

You nodded blankly, reaching for the first jacket you could find in the closet before taking his hand, letting him lead you out of the room and to the backyard. It was pretty cold outside, he wasn't wrong about that-- the biting December air felt good, sobering on your skin. Still, you subconsciously huddled to his side for warmth.

"What's your resolution?" He asked, voice cutting through the silence.

"Huh?" You tilted your head, a little caught of guard by his question.

"Your New Year's resolution, sweetheart," He repeated somewhat condescendingly. "Do you have one?"

Admittedly, you hadn't put much thought into it. Obviously your energy was better spent elsewhere as of late. You hummed in thought for a moment before coming up with an answer you thought would please him. "I don't know… I guess I'd like to take better care of myself this year… What about you?"

Leon smiled, planting a kiss to the top of your head. "To take better care of you," He answered honestly. "My pretty little princess… I just want to take better care of you."

You could hardly begin to imagine what he meant by that. It wasn't always clear to tell what he considered 'good care.' Still, it was a sweet response. You gave him a weak smile, turning to look up at the sky. Any minute fireworks would undoubtedly begin popping off around the city.

Leon kept one hand on the small of your back as he checked his watch. It was 11:59 p.m. He gently turned you to him, caressing your cheek with his thumb as he gazed into your eyes. You were so pretty, so sweet, and you were all his. What he hadn't told you was he had a second resolution-- to keep you all to himself, to properly train you to be his perfect little dolly. He could almost taste it.

His watch beeped as the clock ticked up to the hour, and almost immediately, an array of distant fireworks began popping and glittering across the sky. Leon guided his face down to yours, whispering lowly, "Happy New Year, princess," before connecting his lips to yours.

#goddess on the mountain top #venustext #venus’ 1k special 💗 #nexys !!! #resident evil #leon kennedy #yandere!leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #yandere!leon kennedy x reader #dark!leon kennedy #dark!leon kennedy x reader #summit of beauty and love

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HELP. Why do I got a feeling when the baby is older, she would start suspecting Leon's and reader's relationship and start disliking him because he's obsessive and gives off weird vibe whenever she asks about their relationship. And leon just manipulate her by making the reader bad guy-🍄

oh god yeah ;n;

baby not understanding why darling is so cold to leon because leon seems like such a doting husband and father ;n; baby always clinging to leon and wanting to spend time with him because he’s always so sweet and always spoils her while darling can barely get out of bed ;n; baby spending the bulk of her childhood being a “daddy’s girl” and then only realizing once she reaches like high school age that maybe something is actually off, but at that point baby is so distant from darling and so close with leon that she’s much more easily convinced by him ;n; STOP IM GONNA CRY THATS SO TRAGIC

#goddess on the mountain top #yandere!leon kennedy #something permanent #🍄 anon