☆ Day 1 // First time // Leon Kennedy ☆
Summary: You're his first.
Characters: Leon Kennedy x Reader
Themes: NSFW (18+), oral (both receiving), PIV, virginity
Word Count: 1.5k
Leon quietly moaned into your kiss, hands tangled in your shirt as if he was desperate to have something to hold onto.
His hair had fallen into his face, a smile on his face as you pulled back for a second to gently swipe it away so that he could see.
The reaction to your makeout session was hard against your thigh.
You pushed your hand between your two bodies, running over his erection, smiling as he let out a quiet moan.
“I’m… I’m sorry.”
You gave him a quick kiss again.
“Nothing to be sorry for.”
“What is it, hm?”
“I… I have to tell you something.”
His hips bucked into your touch, almost involuntarily, an embarrassed whine escaping his throat as he realized the way his desperate body had betrayed him.
His pale cheeks were now bright red and you could tell that he was struggling to even look you into the eyes.
“I’ve… I’ve never done this before.”
“What do you mean, sweetheart?”
“I’ve never… Slept with anyone.”, he said so quietly that you could barely understand him.
You hid your surprise well, luckily.
You gently cupped his face, he eased into your touch immediately. He was so receptive, so eager for any of the attention you could provide him.
“Do you want me to be your first?”
He nodded, still bright red.
“Yes. I’d… Really like that.”
Your hands slipped under his shirt, fingers exploring the ridges of his muscles under his soft skin.
His lips found yours again, kissing you needily.
“Please be my first.”, he whispered, a certain sense of desperation in his voice.
“I want to take off your shirt.”, you said softly, watching his reaction closely, hoping he wouldn’t feel any type of discomfort by your request, but beyond blushing a little harder, he seemed eager.
He pushed himself up from the mattress to give you access to remove his shirt, pulling it over his head.
The flush on his cheek went all the way down his neck, across his pale chest.
“You’re so beautiful.”, you said quietly, your hands roaming his chest still, taking in all of him.
He tugged on your shirt until he had removed it as well, tossing it to the floor.
His eyes scanned your body, gaze falling to your breasts, then jumping up to your eyes again, as if there was any shame in how he wanted to look at you.
"It's okay. You can look. You can even touch if you want, you know?"
You unclasped your bra with a smile, baring your breasts to him.
"Are you sure?"
You grabbed his hands, moving them to your chest, smiling as you could feel his inexperience in the way that he touched you, awkwardly kneading your flesh.
Your body tensed as one of his thumbs slid across your nipples, feeling it harden under his touch.
"Do you like that?", he asked, looking up at you with those puppy eyes of his.
You nodded, now you were the one to blush.
He hesitated for a moment, then he leaned in, his lips closing around your nipple, tongue darting around it.
His hand moved to the small of your back, anchoring you as your body arched into his touch.
"Fuck… Leon…", you muttered, sighing as his other hand came upward to massage your other breast with a new found confidence from the way you reacted to him.
His hands were so gentle on you, as if he was afraid he'd hurt you otherwise.
"I want to taste you.", he said quietly, lips still pressed to your chest, but slowly working up to your neck.
The hand on your back traveled forward, the tip of his index finger slipping into the waistband of your shorts.
You could see the eagerness in his flushed face, he genuinely meant it.
You didn't answer, instead just pushing your hips upward, letting him undress the rest of you.
"You're so beautiful.", he said softly, carefully pushing you back on the bed so he could get easier access to you.
He pushed your legs apart with a gentleness that sent shivers down your spine, kissing across your parted thighs as he worked his way closer to your core.
His eyes fluttered shut as he dragged his tongue across you for a first, almost hesitant taste.
You ran your fingers through his hair, biting back a moan.
"You taste so good.", he whispered, before he leant back in, shorter, quicker licks around your clit now.
Even though his inexperience was obvious, he read you like an open book, interpreting your every noise until he had learnt how to work you, where you needed his tongue, his lips.
"Why are you so good at this?", you panted, feeling yourself slowly build up to your release, your breaths coming in stutters.
He didn't answer, his arm wrapping around your thigh a little tighter as he devoured you.
The moment he sucked your clit between his lips was when you lost it, arching yourself against his face, riding out your orgasm against his lips.
"Fuck… Fuck.", you quietly moaned, grabbing him and pulling him upwards so you could kiss him again.
Your taste was on his lips and you could feel the desperation on him.
"You did so well.", you muttered as you slowly regained your composure.
His hips grinded against your hand as you palmed him through his pants, he was rock hard.
"I'm sorry you got so little attention.", you said quietly, but he immediately shook his head.
"No. Don't apologize. I could do that forever."
He licked his lips with a grin as if to drive the point home further.
"Still. It's your turn."
He nodded obediently, moving his hips off the bed so you could take his pants off, dragging his boxers down with them.
His erection strained against his stomach.
He bit his lip as you wrapped your hand around him, giving him a gentle first stroke.
His eyes followed you as you bent down before him, kissing along the V lines of his hips.
“Please don’t tease me.”, he whispered breathily, his hand gently in your hair, but not pushing you.
The desperation in his little moans made you try even harder, doing your best to draw even more noises out of him.
He groaned quietly as you took the tip of his cock into your mouth, his body tensing at the new sensation.
“Please…” He didn’t finish his plea, but you knew what he wanted, taking him further into your mouth, tongue swirling around him.
“How’s that?”, you asked quietly, licking up his shaft with a smile, replacing your mouth with your hand for a moment.
“So good.” He looked at you with a look on his face that you could only interpret as awe, his eyes glazed over in desire.
“Do you want to fuck me, then?”
“But fuck… I don’t know how long I can last like this.”
There was something akin to embarrassment on his face, but you shut it down immediately, sitting up so you could put a kiss on his lips, gently reassuring him.
You climbed onto him, grabbing his hands and placing them onto your hips, giving him something to hold onto.
He nodded eagerly, even though you could see the nervousness on his face. Your choice of words flustered him even more.
“Hey, there is nothing you can do wrong, okay?”
You kissed him again, gently, passionately, until you pushed him backwards onto the bed.
He whined quietly as you grabbed his cock, lining it up with your pussy.
You gave him a questioning look, he just answered with a nod, so you slowly lowered yourself on him.
His lips parted with a gasp, grip tightening on you as he took in the feeling, overwhelmed by your warmth and wetness.
“So fucking good.”, he repeated.
You leaned forward, kissing him hungrily, drowning out his quiet moans with your lips as you slowly lifted your hips before moving downward again, giving you a few slow, first movements to adapt to his size.
“You feel so good.”, he panted, his eyes finally opening again, watching you in amazement, eyes wandering down to the spot where your bodies met.
You slowly picked up the pace, always keeping watch of him and his reaction, but there was nothing on his pretty face other than adoration.
His body fit against yours almost perfectly, the way his hands were grabbing you, your chest against his, his cock inside of you.
“I think I’m close already.”, he said, almost apologetically.
You stopped your movement for a moment, gently cupping your face.
There were beads of sweat on his forehead, his hair damp against his forehead.
“Do you want to try to be on top?”
He nodded. He grabbed you without slipping out of you, pushing you to be the one on your back.
He pounded into you quicker than you had ridden him earlier, panting heavily next to your ear, lips pressed against your neck.
“I’m so fucking close.”, he muttered, his voice breathy.
“Keep going, then.”
You grabbed his face, pulling him in for another kiss as you could feel his thrusts start to stutter, hands grasping the sheets next to your head.
He pulled out of you, leaving you almost painfully empty as he shot thick ropes of cum onto your stomach, moaning desperately against your lips.
With a final groan he collapsed on top of you, easing into your embrace as you ran your fingers through his hair.
“That was perfect.”
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avatrice au fic recommendations:
i don't think there is a single avatrice au fic that i haven't read so here are some my favorites. i tried to find ones that weren't as popular, so hopefully there are couple here you haven't read.
I want to believe by puppybusby @yashastrongarms - x files au - basically 23k of avatrice flirting while being incredibly reckless with alien shit. unfortunately, it is only a one shot that doesn't delve into their relationship, but it is so worth it. and the tension. woof.
Truly a Steadfast Love by StoicLastStand - medieval au - they have a whole series of ficlets, but this is one of my favorites. there's a tournament to win ava's hand in marriage, ava goes undercover to fight for her freedom, but she ends up falling for the very knight who everybody wants to win. i also love their lucifer au, Greater Sacrifices.
a lover, or something of mine by Smokestarrules - reincarnation au - each chapter is a different life with a different story, and i promise you, if you have anything that even resembles a heart, you will cry. i keep going back and rereading chapter 4 because apparently i love to hurt myself. i also love the world is just illusion (trying to change you) by them, it's a road trip au.
i should love you (and i swear i do) by Noteveryonefitsintothebadbitchgenre - harry potter au (fuck jk rowling) - its that trope where they're married and they talk about each other constantly but nobody actually knows they're married. their students all think that professor silva and professor young have a friendly rivalry, but there are a couple of moments that don't add up.
purple by sxftmelody - hitman au - technically, but really it's just sad, i always cry at the end. beatrice helps ava run away after a job, and slowly they open themselves up and start to fall in love. tw: major character death. also love turning page by the same author, mercenary/princess au.
in our corner of the world by definitelynotthere - roommate au - i know, i know, there's a thousand roommate aus, why would i recommend a fic that isn't even finished and will probably never get finished? i don't know, i just really love this one, and if you're like me, you'll go "ooh, two cakes" and read it anyway.
The last hero of Ogygia by jessnope - percy jackson au - specifically calypso au, ava is calypso and beatrice is the flirty hunter that washed up on her shore. it's super cute.
stay there, 'cause i'll be coming over (while our blood's still young) by britishngay - spiderman au - ava's character voice is actually designed to be spiderman, and bea is the perfect doctor lady that patches spidey up when she gets hurt. plus beatrice telling lilith to "shut up and sit down" will never not be iconic.
sunday people (sunday shines for you) by gilligankane @piratekane - another roommates au - jealous ava is back again and out for blood, specifically jenn-with-two-ns blood.
this is my prayer (I'm in love with you) by nyxtyka - my best friend's wedding/spies au - i'll be honest, this fic went to my marked for laters to die. i don't know if it'll ever be finished, but it is one of my favorite aus, i promise it'll be worth the pain.
spellbound by onomofication - witch au - beatrice is the witch in the woods that ava goes to to finally find a way to explore the world like she has always wanted to. but as she gets to know the surprisingly kind, serious, kinda-sorta witch, she discovers that maybe the world was smaller than she had once imagined. i also love another fic by this author, hit me with you best shot, which is basically a cupid au, where ava runs around trying to stop jc, a cupid, from shooting the love of her life, beatrice.
the celestial glow is blinding by understreetlights - firewatch au - did i think ava and beatrice sitting around, looking at trees, and falling love with each other through walkie talkies was going to be interesting? no, but the world loves to prove me wrong.
too cold, it's withdrawal by KatieQgle - captain america au - give this one a chance, even if you don't like marvel. beatrice is hot as fuck as bucky and honestly the winter soldier plot line needed a little sapphic yearning. come on, avatrice in the army in the 1940s, being badass and fighting nazis together? who wouldn't love that?
i have a ton more, reach out if you want them!
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could u do something about thalia never showing up for jason? in the end of tlh he was hoping she’d show up for the counselors meeting and she didn’t so maybe a series of him making plans with her/trying to get in touch with her and just being disappointed every time… not thalia hate i love u thalia she just is too busy for him (while doing it during the months between tlh and son could be cool i think in between boo and toa would be more angsty bc u know he’s going through a breakup!!! he’s all alone in this random private school he isn’t familiar with the mortal world and he just wants his sister but she isn’t there!!!)
Two times Jason Grace wrote Thalia a letter, and the one time he didn't send it.
author's note: Ah this is so angsty and perfecttt :( The Grace siblings deserved more…they're my faves fr.. anyway, I hope I did justice to your request anon! Thank you for requesting, it made my day! I thoroughly enjoyed writing this. I just finished my exams and I'm back to having more time for writing :) you guys can send me more angsty jason prompts like this one if you want to, I'll write them with the best of my capabilities, I'm quite new to heavy angst like this so I was surprised when I was able to finish this within an hour. Jason Grace does this to me.
TW: severe angst. I mean it, very severe, character death, mentions of sacrifice, no happy ending. I went all out, I'm sorry. I was just way too into this.
Jason traced his finger over the glossy photo frame in his hands, which encrusted a picture of his older sister, Thalia. He had requested Leo to help him with the framing, the edges were made with a mahogany coating. He smiled at the lovely picture of his sister, her hair being held together by her silver huntress circlet, wearing her punk rock clothes.
Over the course of the summer, He had finally gotten the chance to take a good picture of Thalia for a family keepsake, he had held on to the tattered, torn picture of Thalia that annabeth had given to him before his first quest, and he still treasured it greatly. But he insisted that Thalia and him take at least one good picture before she disappeared with her maidens into the world, for months.
“And then Leo said-” Jason was cut off by thalia’s fellow maiden Phoebe, rushing towards them, yelling for thalia.
“Lady Thalia, lady Artemis is heavily in need of your assistance immediately!” Phoebe said panting. Thalia frowned and her eyes apologetically turned back to Jason. “I'll be there” she told her fellow huntress, before giving Jason a strangling hug. “I'm so sorry Jason, we'll talk later yeah?” Jason swallowed his disappointment after he saw how truly apologetic Thalia looked. “Of course, stay safe for me?” Thalia smiled sweetly and nodded at that before trudging up the path.
That was the last time he had seen of Thalia in months, and there was only one way to settle this. Jason decided to send in letters to his sister, that way, she could read it and keep them with her, and he could tell her everything without getting interrupted by anyone. He soon learnt to cherish this hobby alot. He loved his sister, and writing to her gave him a warm sense of comfort. He needed that, especially after Leo's death.
“Dear Thalia,
How have you been sis? I hope your mission with Phoebe to help Artemis went well! It's been pretty tough lately. My nightmares are plagued with pictures of mom. I know you of all people would understand how horrific that feels. I miss Leo, and piper's been acting a little strange around me lately.. but Leo's disappearance is taking a toll on her. So I get it. Nico is finally staying in camp half blood, isn't that great?? That boy deserved a break for once. Anyways, write back if you can, but if you can't, that's fine, I know you're busy.
–love, your annoying little brother.
Weeks, and months flew by, but still no response from Thalia. But he knew better than to take it seriously. Jason knew that she had gotten the letter, and that was enough for him. Well, that was enough, until things went downhill for him very quickly. Piper had approached him in the school corridor and thought it was a great day to end their year long relationship, shattering Jason's soul to pieces, this, coupled with the immense amount of pressure he had to build the minor god shrines, Jason felt numb, and he did what he usually did. He poured his heart out to Thalia in another letter, seeking comfort in his ink and paper. Longing for thalia’s presence once more.
“Dear Thalia,
it's me again, I hope you're doing good, atleast better than I am. I've been feeling terrible lately, Piper ended things with me, i guess we finally know why she was acting the way she did around me, huh? She said our relationship was only hera’s illusion and didn't feel that way about me anymore, which sucks, since I'm still very much in love with her. The pressure has increased tenfolds on me these days, the minor gods are heavily anticipating the promise I told them I'd keep. I'm planning on moving schools so i don't have to deal with the heartbreak of seeing Piper in school anymore. Anyways, I just wanted to write to you since it makes me feel better. Sending you lots of love from California.
— love, Your annoying little brother
Minutes. Hours. Days. Weeks. Months.
Jason knew. The moment the sibyl told him about looking for the third emperor. Jason knew, that his doomsday was going to knock on his doorstep very soon. He was going to sacrifice himself for Piper. And nobody was changing his mind. Jason stared out his dormitory window, the outside mortal world looked a little too cheery for the melancholic thoughts that were chasing his mind. He averted his gaze to the person in the picture frame hanging at his wall. Thalia had always been too busy for him. They had never had a proper full conversation together, one on one conversations getting disrupted, iris messages wearing out within a few minutes, even his letters never got a reply, or even a single acknowledgement.
Yet jason knew, that Thalia Grace was the only one who loved him more than anything in the world. She didn't have to spend time with him for him to know that. He knew by the way she had only left their childhood home after Jason was deemed “dead”, he knew by the way she had picked a two year old jason up after he injured his mouth with that stapler,he knew by the way she played hide and seek when they were little, he knew by the way she had told no one about him, not even annabeth, since he was a memory that she held close to her heart. So subconsciously, his hands wrapped around the pen he always used to write with. With shaky hands, and teary eyes slowly dripping in the paper, he began to write.
Thalia was resting on the rocks, thinking of how Jason was doing, she had recieved all his letters and read them through atleast 2 times. She wanted to respond, but it kept slipping her mind. Something had always come up, but now, she was finally free. Just as she was about to pick up her pen, she heard her name being called.
“Thalia!”
It was Reyna. She was holding an envelope, Thalia’s spirits skyrocketed at the thought of her brother sending her another letter. But.. why was it being sent through Reyna..? It was usually always sent by Jason's wind manipulation. Those letters would float towards her. That's how she always knew it was from her brother.
She was expecting Reyna to tease about Jason's cheesy letters to his sister, but what she wasn't expecting, was for Reyna to start sobbing on the spot, breaking out the news that her younger brother was dead.
Jason. Her little stapler eating brother. Was dead.
“This was found by Meg in Jason's desk.” Reyna shakily handed Thalia the envelope. It was a blue envelope, the usual colour that Jason always sent to her. And on top of it, was his smudy handwriting that Thalia could recognise from a mile away. The letter was signed “To Thalia Grace”.
Thalia opened it carefully but tears were leaking out of her eyes.
“Dear Thalia,
there's something that I've been keeping for a while now, but I know it's finally the time to tell you this. I met the sibyl in the labryinth who had told me that my life would be cut short. if went looking for the third emperor, Caligula, either me or Piper would be killed. There's no point denying the inevitable is going to happen. Prophecy's can never be thwarted, after all. I've made my choice, I'm not letting Piper die. I've decided that I am going to use myself as a sacrifice. I'm writing you this, to let you know, that, I love you. I love you so much sis, I hope you know that. I know we've never got to see eachother much, but I don't want you blaming yourself in any way for this. I hope you know that, writing to you, even without a response from your side all these months, has helped my life feel a lot more meaningful. the mere thought of you taking the time to read my letters makes me feel so loved. So happy. Now that I know that I might be meeting my end, I'm letting you know, that I've cherished every single thing you've ever said to me. Including the fact that you hate tomatoes on your sandwiches. Take care of yourself, sis, I'm always with you.
— love, for the last time, your annoying little brother :)
Thalia clutched the letter with her heart, screaming in agony. Thunder boomed angrily overhead, almost as if her father could feel her rage. Her heart strings were tearing apart. She sobbed, as she looked up at the blue sky, the same blue as Jason's darling eyes.
“I love you too. My annoying little brother, always”
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