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early mornings

— leon and you have some fun in the mornings, a blurb

contains nsfw content, 18+, MDNI

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you wake up to leon poking you from behind, not with his fingers or any of his other body parts. his morning wood was digging into the curve of your ass.

you groaned and buried your head into your pillow, feeling his breath fanning over the back of your neck. he always had morning wood, always. not a single morning when he wasn’t waking up horny for you. for any part of you.

you didn’t always have time, you were flattered that he still obviously found you attractive. it made you feel good, to have that pride that he most likely dreamed about you or that his body was still subconsciously attracted to you.

his arm was slung over your waist, you were only wearing underwear that you had thrown on. you mostly slept naked these days anyways. it wasn’t something you bothered with if most mornings your pjs would be gone anyways.

so you forged them until you or him change your mind. but you loved these mornings with him. feeling his boxer clad erection digging into your ass where he held you from behind, her his fingers held you close protectively.

you instinctively rubbed your underwear clad ass up against his boxer clad erection, waiting for him to wake up and deal with you like he did most mornings. your panties practically drooling with the thought of him just lazily fucking you like he did most mornings.

it was enough to put your gut into a tizzy, to make you want to pounce on top of him and ride him lazily until you both were moaning and sweaty messes.

he grumbles into your neck, “baby, stop.” he mumbles lazily into your neck as he breathes heavier, his hand pressing into the skin of your stomach. you swallowed and didn’t listen, instantly grinding your ass up against his erection again.

there he is, you think, about time.

he growls lowly against your neck, “you little…” he says in his rough sleepy voice, his hand going from your stomach down to the slit of your panties. he practically moans against the back of your neck as he finds a wet spot in the front of your underwear with his skillful fingers.

“always so fucking…wet, christ.” he mumbles against the back of your neck, “this all for me, baby?” he moves his mouth to the skin right below your ear. you whine and rub your ass up against his erection again, he hisses and spanks your underwear clad pussy. “enough, so impatient in the mornings.”

you whimper and move your thigh so he has more access, you like this. you like how lazy and simple it is in the morning. in the fog of sleep. how easy it is for you to just move your underwear to the side, let him take himself out and slip it out, slip it in. your mind only focused on his cock, his touches and how simple it is.

how effortlessly he can make you fall apart without much work at all. he doesn’t waste any time this morning either, pushing your underwear to the side and exposing your wet core. lightly rubbing the pads of his fingers through the arousal their with an amused noise.

he presses small kisses to the back of your neck and your hair, teasing you a little despite his impatience. he loved building you up and tearing you down again with his fingers, his touches, his cock. he delighted in knowing that he could do that.

even in the lazy haze of the morning with both of you half asleep and horny for each other.

he didn’t waste time again, pulling his boxers off of his legs and kicking them off from behind you on the bed, gently picking your thigh up and angling you gently so he could swipe his erection through your drenched folds. you whimper, “enough teasing.” and it practically sounds like a whine, your eyes fluttering open and shut delicately.

you could already feel the stretch when his head nudged at your drenched opening, his hand stroking lazily at the flesh of your thigh. he drifted it up to your breasts, palming them in his large hands. “mmm, so fucking wet for me baby. jesus.” he mutters into your hair as he slowly pushes the tip in.

you moan softly, just the tip stretching you and it’s already delicious, already making you feral and hungry. he groans again and pushed in slowly, your arousal letting him slip in with no prep.

no matter how many times you had taken him, let him stretch you out and bruise your cervix. you still needed him to prep you, but not now. not in these hazy mornings when you were practically dripping wet.

he let out a low groan, panting against your hair behind you, squeezing your breast as he hit the hilt inside of you. “so tight…fuck me…” he managed to get out, it sounded strained and like he was doing his best not to come from just slipping inside of you.

“leon…” you whined as you buried your head into the pillow, panting as you tried not to clench around him. you were just so full, half asleep and you were already cock drunk. he hadn’t even moved his hips yet, was just still and twitching inside of you.

“i know, babygirl. i’ve got you.” he muttered as he pressed a small kiss into your hair from behind, moving his hips. he drew out almost all the way and pushed back in, causing you to moan softly. his hand gripping onto your breast, kneading it gently.

the moans kept slipping from your slightly parted lips, your eyes fluttered open and shut. he rolled his hips and kept fucking you from where he laid behind you, rubbing his thumb over your nipple. “good fucking girl…fuck…so good.” he babbled against the skin of your neck as he propped himself up behind you on the pillows.

he pressed kisses to your neck and jaw as he kept rolling his hips, his hips hitting your ass with every thrust he made into your wet entrance, stretching you out deliciously with every move he made. you whined and moaned against the pillow, practically drooling onto it as he lazily fucked you.

your head was so fuzzy, so dazed and full. you could just die like this, stuffed to the brim with his cock and his fingers working over your chest like he was tuning an instrument.

“doing so good…my fucking…good girl…” he strangled out in between soft grunts against your neck, his mouth fanning there as if he forgot he was kissing it. his hands twisting and pulling at your sensitive nipples, making you whine and keel at his touch.

“leon…m’gonna cum…” you whine softly into the pillow, your eyes practically opening just to roll into the back of your skull. he moans in return, a low rumble against your neck as he slapped his hips harder against your ass.

stretching you out and filling you harder, determined to keep hitting that spot inside of you until you were both hot and sweaty. “so fucking tight, christ baby…your squeezing me…” he grunted as he moved his hand down and away from your chest, grabbing at the flesh of your thigh to open you up more.

you moaned loudly at the new angle, your head falling back against his shoulder as your eyes fluttered shut in ecstasy. you could feel your heart race, your skin get hot. you knew you were close, that his touch and his cock was the one to get you undone so fast.

“right…there…mmm, please…wanna cum.” you babbled as you parted your lips in shaky shallow breaths as your chest rose and fell. he growled against your hair and practically had a white knuckled grip on the flesh of your thigh where he opened you up.

slapping of skin and heavy pants, moans and the swirling of arousal filtered through your shared bedroom as he kept thrusting into you from behind.

he was going to happily oblige you, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn’t. “gonna cum too baby, delicious fucking pussy…needed some cock to wake you up.” his dirty words went straight to your dripping cunt as it devoured his erection with every thrust.

“yes, yes…” you babbled as your eyes opened and shut in a lazy lustful way, drool leaking out of the corner of your lips. you probably looked absolutely wrecked but he took so much pride. the way only his cock and his touch, his words could make you look that way.

“come for me baby, milk my cock. milk it…fuck…like the good girl you are. let me feel you.” he managed to get out in between thrusts to your spot inside of you, the one spot that only he could reach. he was beyond coherent at this point, just like how you were.

he was just as absolutely wrecked as you were, you didn’t doubt it. even if you couldn’t look behind you to see it, you could just tell. you’d had sex with him enough times to know.

you didn’t even hesitate when that band snapped deep in your belly, coming all over his cock. your arousal spilling all over him and clenching around him like your body knew. like it knew that he was giving the command and that it was okay.

“oh..shit..fuck…” he grunted as he panted heavily against your hair, fucking you through your orgasm as he chased his own. his hand went back up from your thigh to your chest, squeezing your breast like a stress toy.

he chased his own orgasm as overstimulation set in, in your body. causing you to shake and writhe a little bit, small whimpers coming from your parted lips. “it’s okay…shh, i’m close…” he said into your hair, his low raspy timbre keeping you reassured.

and just with a few more frantic thrusts, he stilled inside of you and you heard him groan. his seed spilling inside of you, filling you up and making you his again. you could feel it, it was carnal and your body couldn’t deny him. you loved the feeling, the feeling of being filled with his cock and his seed.

just making you his in the simplicity of his movements. he panted heavily as you did, both of you coming down from your releases. he moved his hand away from your chest. rubbing his fingers in lazy strokes over your stomach. you tilted your head up to look at him from where it rested on his shoulder.

he looked down at you with his hooded blue eyes, dilated with the arousal that he was coming down from. “morning.” he said in a low voice, his cock still inside of you, just letting you be full for a little while longer.

“good morning.” you replied sleepily, your eyes opening and closing to take him in. he lowered his mouth to yours, pressing a soft but searing kiss to your lips.

and it was a good morning. every morning with him was, intertwined with him like a knotted rope that you didn’t want to undo. because together you fit so well, and why mess with the lazy imperfection when it suited you both so well in the first place?

an: god, would love to wake up like that. i’m sure ur guys horny asses can back me up on that one lol. this idea had been sitting in my drafts for so long so i just decided to finish it and give it to you guys. i’m almost finished with two oneshots out of the millions in my drafts. my requests take me the longest, especially with my new job. but i’m doing my best to get them done for you guys. my masterlist and taglist are linked at the beginning if they’re any interest to you. please reblog, like and interact. i love you all, kisses. xx.

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[admirxation]

Marriage is just a piece of paper ~ Leon Kennedy oneshot

father-in-law!leon kennedy x daughter-in-law!afab!reader

summary - Leon has had his eyes on you ever since his son introduced you to him, and after the honeymoon he decides he won’t let your union come in the way of what he wants.

cw - this fic contains pseudo-incest and heavy smut; actions in this fic are not condoned; I do not condone everything I write; this is just fiction where real people cannot get hurt, continue at your own discretion // 18+ heavy smut (mdni), description of disappointing sex with partner, pseudo-incest, injury, slight hurt/comfort, touching, tit play, unprotected sex (p in v), back scratching, dirty talk, and coming inside. (word count: 2.4k)

Honeymoon. A period of harmony following marriage. The word is known and experienced by many, whether it is a short getaway, a dream vacation, everyone has the notion that the honeymoon entails a dream like state of beauty. You, like many others, dreamt of sharing a honeymoon with a lover for so long, expecting it to be one of the best moment of your life, next to the actual marriage ceremony. After all, it’s in the name with the connotations it provides. Honey implies sweetness, and the moon casts an imagery of beauty and romance.

But expectations tend not to be fulfilled.

You and your partner had everything planned: going to your dream destination, it was a smooth journey, didn’t forget anything, surrounded by wonderful people, culture, many things to do and plenty of time to complete them and rest… But those weeks were the worst weeks of your whole relationship.

The first night was okay, nothing exciting. You got to your place and had some spontaneous sex, but it didn’t quite hit the spot, you felt like you had to perform every moan, every whine, and every movement — but you just ignored that, thinking you were just tired from all the travelling. Then, you tried a second time, you felt zoned out and faked another orgasm, it wasn’t one of your proudest moments. The third time, you two just stopped in the middle of everything because neither of you “felt it”, cleaning yourselves up and rolling over to go to sleep. You two were newly weds, but it felt like being trapped in a loveless marriage of 30 years.

The sex just stopped altogether on that journey. You did most things separately, him going on retreats and you staying at the beach; the only times you were together was just before bed watching whatever show the hotel allowed on and dinner time. This wasn’t how things were supposed to be, but communication was a terrifying thing.

You two came back and were greeted with your house needing to have some renervations to be completed; you were lucky your partners father, Mr. Kennedy opened his home to you with no questions asked.

Mr. Kennedy was always lovely to you. You were terrified of meeting your partners father, but the moment you saw him all those fears melted away; he accepted you, supported and never made you feel unwelcome, he would even allow you to call him by his first name but you always felt uneasy and disrespectful.

You were now in a sea of thoughts about the honeymoon, analysing every moment and every bit of shared speech — but there was little speech to be focused on. Standing in the kitchen in a silky night dress that came to the midway of your thighs, distracting yourself with the coldest glass of water, the wet surrounding the glassy outlayer dampening your fingers as you stared out into the garden, surrounded by nothing but darkness and street lamps.

You were a wife. It was difficult to let that settle in, especially when the happiness of that wasn’t even short lived, it was non existent. It seemed like god was playing a cruel joke on you, punishing you for maybe picking the wrong person, or not trying hard enough. Whatever it was, you wanted it to stop.

As you kicked your head back to finish the last drops, feeling the cold wave pass down your throat you turned around to put the glass away, startled at your sight of Mr. Kennedy standing in the doorway.

Smash.

The sound of glass hitting the tiled floor filled the room, leaving you to hurriedly trying to pick everything up in a panic, Mr. Kennedy coming to your aid.

“I-I’m so sorry, sir, I didn’t mean to, you know I wouldn’t do this on purp… Ahh!” you felt a piece of sharp glass slide against your gentle and soft skin of your index finger, automatically shoving the tip of your finger into your mouth, feeling the metallic thick taste of blood coat your tastebuds.

“Shh, shh, it’s okay dear, go sit down I’ll clean this up,” you hesitated at first just followed suit with sitting at the dinning room table just a few steps away from him; guilt eating at you as you heard the clatter of glass as he swept it all up.

The moment all the glass was swept away and collected in the bin, he came over to you with those kind eyes, motioning with his hands to come take a look at your finger.

“Ooo, seems like a nasty cut,” he said with sympathy, reaching out to a box in the middle of the table and grabbing a band aid, before gently wrapping it around your finger, gently shushing you as you winced in pain.

“Thank you, Mr. Kennedy,” you smiled.

“You know it’s okay to call me Leon sweetheart,” you quickly apologised and rephrased your previous statement with the replacement of his last to his first name, “Why are you here, shouldn’t you be asleep, it’s quite late.”

“I could say the same thing to you… Leon.”

“Stop avoiding the question. What’s wrong? My son hasn’t hurt you has he?” a streak of protectiveness was shown.

“No. No. He’s been wonderful. Just… Just kinda getting used to the whole… being a wife thing,” the tone of your voice dropped in the last few words, you still couldn’t comprehend that you were a wife, especially with the lack of opportunity to feel like one.

“Trouble in paradise? You shouldn’t be having those thoughts, it’s too early for that.”

He wasn’t wrong.

“The honeymoon wasn’t exactly a honeymoon. We barely spent time together.” you felt him look at you differently, just then, feeling like his gaze was never going to sway and feeling like it was glued to your form, “anyways… thank you for helping me, I best get some sleep.”

As you were walking to your room, you were stopped with a rough hand grab your wrist. You never experienced this before with him. He never touched you like this; the only times he touched you was to hug you.

“Why don’t you stay… I could keep you company… Besides I can’t sleep anyways, I’m sure my son wouldn’t appreciate being awoken to you coming back to bed,” there was a small moment of feeling alarmed, just then, but that was easily and quickly diluted to how much trust you had in him.

You sat back down in your seat, feeling his gaze get stronger as the thin strap of your nightdress elegantly fell to the side; you didn’t think much of it and went to put it back in place, but Leon bet you to it. He leaned in and let his fingers tuck onto the band, placing it back on your shoulder and letting it linger there for a few moments before gliding down the soft skin of your arm — all you could do was blush at how close he was, and how touchy he was starting to become.

You should have turned him down right then; but you would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t like him taking the freedom to get closer to you. All you could do was let out a soft giggle to ease the tension of unspoken words and exchanging glances between you two.

“I don’t know why he didn’t spend that much time with you. I wouldn’t leave your side,” your blush was getting intense, feeling how warm your face was and how your body was beginning to tremble with slight tremors due to his gaze.

“Thank you… I appreciate that… But I guess that’s what I have to get used to… besides married couples do tend to spent more time apart… or so I’ve heard.”

“Yes many do,” he took the invitation to have his hand place on your exposed thigh, roaming it up and down and slightly lifting your silky dress, so close it exposed your lack of underwear; Leon looked at your cunt with hunger as he felt his cock grow with looks and fantasies building from just imagining to fill that pretty pussy of yours, to give you everything he wanted to over the years. You sat there for a moment, wanting him to just take you, to smash your body against the table and feel him fuck you hard — but you were a wife.

You slowly pulled down the hem of your dress, looking away and not wanting to greet that blue eyed gaze that was already undressing you with suggesting staring.

“You know, the couples that do stray away from one another do it for a reason,” his hand ventured further and you could feel his fingers just hoovering around your pulsating heat, “sometimes that distance helps people find the one they need. It starts with just one night, then another, and then they find the right person.”

He wanted you. God he fucking needed to feel you, to hold you, to hear you, he wanted that for years and now he was taking the chance.

“… I’m not a bad person… This is wrong,” morality and sexual wanting was fighting in your brain, you needed a sweet release but knew betraying your husband was despicable, how would you feel if he laid with another ?

“You can’t deny that you want me… Is it so bad to indulge in a natural instinct, after all marriage for love is a new conception… The human body knows what it wants,” his voice was thick and smooth like honey, it enticed you with temptation running its course through each and every word and action Leon gave to you.

“And we live in a world where the conception is practiced. I married your son… I made vows that man, I signed the papers,” you tried to argue.

“Marriage is just a piece of paper, sweetheart… And right now, you can’t deny we both want to rip that paper up as much as I want to rip that dress from off of you,” he was leaning even closer.

“Will you… Will you keep it a secret?” if you were going to indulge in immorality you needed to cover your tracks.

“I’ll keep it a secret. I won’t tell anything you don’t say first. Now let me see if my fantasies come close to reality.”

Just then you felt a heat pool in every corner inside your body, feeling that urge and letting it make you lunge right into his arms, and letting him kiss you has hard as he wanted, feeling your lips collide with each interlock as your tongues glided against one another’s as he roamed his hands along your body as if he was your actual husband. You quietly moaned as his grabbed the fat of your ass, leaving an imprint of his hand the harder he squeezed it.

“Mmm,” you moaned continuously within that deepening kiss that made your core get hotter and needier, you felt Leon grow against you as he finally pulled the straps of your dress and tugged the material harshly, leaving the straps to snap off, and leaving you fully exposed under his scrutiny and the cold bite of the air surrounding you both.

“Fuck. You look even better than I imagined,” he cooed in your ear as he let his large and calloused hand grab your prominent breast, making you yelp at his touch, having him grab harder and with purpose the more he kissed you, and left bites on your lower lip.

“Oh god,” you groaned as you tossed your head back the moment he let his thumb and index finger trap your pebbled nipple and pinch it, rolling the bud along his fingers as he left you panting. “L-Leon,” you let out a whispered hush, just before he pushed his lower half into you and made you collapse on the table, leaving you to sit and wait for his next move.

You watched as he stripped himself and exposed his strong phsique, getting you even wetter as he frayed his hands by his waist and pulled down his pants, exposing his large and erect member that was tinted with a blush of red and wet with precum, waiting to come inside your entrance. You bit your lip as he started to stroke along the shaft, pumping himself before meeting the tip of his cock in your wet folds; you whimpered with just his slight touch, you wanted needed him. You felt yourself grow more impatient the more he slid along the folds that left a slick on his cock, leaving him to play at smirk at the corner of his lips to himself.

He finally had you.

“Do you want me?” he whispered in your ear.

“Of course I do.”

“You would have made a great wife for me,” he uttered as he slowly pressed his length inside you, releasing a laboured and long breath as he felt your wet walls surround him, feeling you clasp around him and beg to make you his. “Fuck, you feel amazing,” he hissed.

You let your body go and feel every single thrust Leon pumped into you, hearing his gutteral groans and dirty whispers in your ear everytime he pushed his large, throbbing cock inside and hit that perfect spot just right. You press your mouth against his shoulder, trying so hard not to let out your moans and wake your real husband up.

“God, all I want is to hear that pretty mouth scream my name,” he uttered.

“He’s g-gone tomorrow.”

He raised an eyebrow out of interest: “Oh, I thought this was a one time thing,” he slowly released as he continued to thrust himself in your aching pussy, his fingers pressed into your hips as he forced himself inside.

“I need you so much more.”

You saw a glimmer cross his blue eyes, a darkening clouding his vision just before he smashed his lips against yours, groaning into your mouth as he rocks his hips back and forth, picking up the pace to fuck that pretty pussy of yours.

He thumbs your puffy clit as he continues to fuck and drill into your cunt, jabbing that sweet spot over and over again.

“I want you to cum on me, I want to see your face as you do it,” he moans as he continues to maintain the pace with bucking his hips forward and circling your sensitive bud, making your breathing depending and elongating every time he messes with you.

You reach your peak with his masterful movements, letting out pants as you cover his cock with your release; shuddering, you not long after feel his nails dig into your back, lightly scratching and making you wince, as he releases streams of hot cum inside you, making your eyes roll back to your head as you feel him pump his seed further into you and make you his.

“You’re mine now, sweetheart.”

a/n: when i posted this on my wips post (in pinned post) i saw excitement to the father in law leon so i just had to post it. i will say ik it’s a little rushed but i wanted to get it out a bit quicker, i might also write some more father in law stuff, we’ll see. i hope you lot like this and all engagement is appreciated *kiss kiss*

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[belovedcloud]

A Kiss Goodnight | Leon Kennedy x Fem! Reader

Fluff for Leon since he's a cutie. I picture RE2 (after Racoon City) or RE4 Leon in this but you can choose which ever one you like more.

WC: 1.1K

CW: Leon being a sweetheart? Pet names, kisses (duh), angst/fluff. Mentions of Leon's struggles after RC.

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Working for the government was hard, especially after just getting dragged into it without a choice. Life was hard for Leon ever since that fateful night where he believed he shouldn't have lived. Luck was too kind to him, but the consequences of luck is always regret. Mission after mission, bioweapon after bioweapon Leon was tired. All he could think about was getting back to you. You were his saving grace, his only way to escape the pain. Even if it was only for a second, a minute, a hour, a day. You helped in a way where he was indebted to you for the rest of his life. Driving home, all he could think about was you. How you warmed him up after a hard time shooting and murdering anything that was diseased. He was yours, and you were his.

Leon shortly arrived home, sluggish in his movements as he took off his work boots and coat. His bag thrown into the corner of the doorway as he sighed heavily. Finally, his body could relax. Tense movements slowly turned into tired movements as he brought himself to the bathroom. Seeing a new cut on his face and blood and mud splatted on him. It never really was a nice sight. The house was silent, you were asleep. Something that wasn't unusual as the clock ticked to 3 AM. You never really knew if Leon would come back from his mission, that sense of worry hung low over you. Causing distress as every call you received could be Hunnigan's voice. Informing you of Leon's death, but you were lucky enough to not have that, not yet at least. As you slept peacefully, Leon showered and cleansed himself from his own sin. His murderous intent and sorrow washing down along with the dirt covering his body. The towel gently wrapping around his waist, he walked into your shared bedroom. Where you laid asleep, seeming to be cuddling a pillow in hopes of getting the same satisfaction of Leon having you in his arms.

Leon couldn't help but smile looking at you as he walked past the bed to his dresser, getting a pair of boxers and sweatpants. Quickly changing to soon sink himself to his side of the bed. Soft. Everything was soft around him. The pillow his head laid on, the new sheets and most importantly you. Getting under the covers he felt your bare skin touch his. Your shorts and t-shirt hugging you in a cozy way. Without thought, he wrapped his arms around your body. Nuzzling his face into your neck, there was no intention of waking you up... But it was bound to happen as he gripped you tightly. Giving you no chance to escape you whined as you woke up.

"Sorry baby... You just looked so warm." He mumbled into your neck as he gave a sweet kiss on your skin. Wriggling yourself to at least turn around to face him, you notice the fresh cut on his face. "What happened?" You whispered, still in a half sleepy state. It always worried you seeing him hurt, but Leon always reassured you he was okay. "Just a cut from the mission, nothing to worry about." He softly smiled, you couldn't help but replicate the smile. A gentle kiss on the nose is what Leon felt from your smooth lips. "You okay?" You asked as your hands wandered down his chest, carefully wrapping your arms around him. Ensuring you weren't going to hurt him in the process. "Everything is okay when I'm with you..." He murmured, slowly enveloping you in a sweet kiss. "God.. I missed you so much, you smell so good" He whispered to you in a gentle tone. Much different to the aggression towards the bioweapons he previously fought only hours before.

"I missed you too.. so much." You whispered back, a giggle following short afterwards as you felt him playing with your hair. "I love you." Was all Leon could say as he admired you in his arms, admiring his lover was his favourite thing to do in this situation. "I love you more." You poked at his cheek as you kissed him again. Soft kisses with him were heavenly, otherworldly. The clock ticked 3:30 AM, it really was time to sleep. Mellowed breathing was soon shared between you two as you held each other. Enjoying the comfort of one another as you were glad he returned home. He was glad for everything. Glad to live in a lifetime with you in it - he would protect you no matter the cost.

"Can't sleep?" You slowly opened your eyes, still feeling him stare at you. "No, kinda hard to." He muttered, relapsing the past mission in his mind. "Wanna talk about it?" Rubbing his arm always calmed him down, made him feel safe for once. Safe from the horrors of this world that he swore in his heart nobody else should face or see. That he would be the one to protect people, to save people. Even if that meant him deteriorating his own mental stability. At least others would be saved. But he didn't need to be the hero with you. He could just be Leon. A man who was lost in his own train of thought, still a young boy in his heart yearning for answers to why he was chosen to face dread at every moment of his life. Sadly, beggars can't be choosers. Although he had one choice in his life, and that was you. He would always choose you. Always. "Not right now.. Just wanna have you in my arms." You felt a peck on your forehead, a grin spreading across your face. "Okay. Well I'm always here for you Leon." Reassurance was vital for you and Leon. The slightest amount of praise to Leon was all he needed to crumble into your arms. He could be himself with you. "Thank you Y/N, I really appreciate you. So much." His voice cracked, tears slowly gathering in his eyes. What did he do in his last life to deserve you? Gentle hands caressed his face as he wept, your kisses taking away the pain.

Minutes passed, Leon's cries slowly disappeared as he cuddled you. Staring into each others eyes, you felt yourself slowly slip into a sleepy state. Same with Leon, he couldn't hold his eyes open much longer. Not when you gave him a warm like no-one else did. "I have one request." He hushed out as he rubbed your back with his calloused hands. "Mm?" You murmured out, melting into his touch.

"One more kiss goodnight?"

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Someone tell this man everything is gonna be okay.

#resident evil #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy #leon x reader #leon kennedy fluff #leon kennedy angst

[postersofleon]

vendetta leon is too tired from all the missions he throws himself. so, you'll have to ride his fingers while he tries to regain his strength. he grabbed your hip with his right and had his fingers for your pleasure in his left. your wetness just travels down into his knuckles as you moved your hips up and down. leon kisses your shoulder and soon neck. his small stubble rubbed against your skin. then, he grabbed you tightly, pinning your feet with his legs and lifted you closer to him. making that mess now into his jeans.

leon's fingers began to move now, pumping those fingers in and out. "there we go..." leon's grasp around your hip was a bit meaner. leon curled up his fingers and you gasped weakly. "oh, my god." you whined. he shoved his fingers deeper, the perfect angle to make you squirm around his touch.

he pulled out his fingers and sucked on them. his tired body won't allow him to move so he'll have to improvise again. eating you sounded like another fine thing to do.

#resident evil #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy smut #vendetta leon

[biohazard-4ever]

#leon #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon scott kennedy #resident evil #meme #mine #biohazard4ever

[sleeplesstories]

og Leon concept art :)

#leon kennedy #resident evil 4 #resident evil 4 2005 #re4 #resident evil #concept art #video games #i am VERY normal about those straps #like the framing... #we all know what the s stands for

[justtoomuch]

Death Island Leon bein a silly guy

#resident evil #leon kennedy #resident evil death island #death island #Jill valentine #re #resi #my art

[wazzappp]

Couple of doodles cause they’re on my mind again

#everyone is infected au #ashley graham #leon kennedy #ada wong #my art #sketch #resident evil #been thinking. about having them meet my ghost rider au guys. as a little treat for me. just for funsies #Ashley practicing moving her mandibles around in the top right. she has my entire heart ong fr

[single-every-single-day]

not to be horny on main but

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#please please please #please #PLEASE #PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE #pleaseeeee #i need him #i need him so fucking bad #GUYS I NEED HIM SO BAD #sorry #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #resident evil 4 #resident evil #video games #video game character

[m1sfist]

"I want to watch you"

re2!Leon x fem!reader

notes: so like this is my first time ever writing a smut and actually posting it, I hope it's not too bad bare with me, I hope you like itt 🙏🙏

Reblogs are greatly appreciated<3

P1.

warnings: nsfw, smut w no plot, unprotected sex, hair pulling, praising, p in v, being watched while masturbating, not proof read, whimpering, blowjob, fingering, use of pet names, oral m!receiving, dirty talk

While she left the house to get some food, Leon is in his room touching himself again. suddenly he hears someone open the door, it's her. He quickly puts his precum-coated cock in his pants, the bulge noticeable in his sweatpants and a precum stain is forming on his pants. He desecretly puts his hand on his erection rubbing it and praying that she doesn't notice. But she does.

"W-what are you doing home so soon?" he says with a breathy voice trying to hide the fact he was just touching himself to her.

"I forgot my wallet..." She looks confused about why he's acting so weird.. but then she realizes.

"You couldn't wait for me to get home could you..." she says while locking the door behind her and slowly walking up to leon

Leon looks at her, his face full of shame and fear "No... I mean, I was just... It's not what you think..." He clears his throat, trying to maintain his composure. "I was just, you know, taking a break from studying."

"oh really? is that so? and you didn't think I would notice?" She looks at him with a questioned look on her face taking a few more steps to him before sitting down next to him, rubbing his groin area with a pouty look on her face.

Leon looks down, biting his lower lip nervously "I... I wasn't thinking straight, babe. Please forgive me. I promise it won't happen again." He looks up at her with pleading eyes, hoping she'll believe him

"oh but that's what you said last time, but you'll get lucky this time" she said while caressing his cheek.

His heart was pounding, no one could ever make him feel like his, except for her.

"You're lucky I want to watch you touch yourself to me" she said in a seductive tone while looking at his lips then eyes.

Leon's eyes widen in shock and disbelief, his heart racing with a mixture of fear and arousal "Wh-what? You... you want to watch me?"

"Mhm..." She loves the fact that she makes him so nervous, like she has some kind of power over him.

Leon swallows hard, still struggling to process your request "I... I don't know. Maybe... just this once." He nervously takes off his sweatpants and boxers, revealing his thick cock begging for attention

"do you think of me when you touch yourself, Leon?" She asked him with bedroom eyes, looking at his cock then looking back to his eyes. He nods and starts stroking it for her, knowing her eyes are on him makes him only hornier, but the only thing he really wants is to be inside of her. She cups his face and kisses his jawline while she watches his hand stroke his dick. she loves hearing him whimper even if just for a second.

And her watching him alone gives her a slick between her thighs. She slides her hand under his shirt tracing the lines of his abs, just the touch of her makes him let out a soft groan. Soon enough they smash their lips together fighting over who has dominance, Leon slips his free hand into her pants and circles her cilt through her panties while still jerking himself off. They both moan into each others mouths. she breaks the kiss to whimper under his touch.

"let me help you out Leon, hm?" She gave him a sly smirk and tucked her long black hair behind her ears and lowered her head down next to his throbbing erection with his sticky precum dripping along the side of it. She licks it off him while staring at him through her eyelashes, "oh f~fuck..."

she takes a hold of his thighs and starts swiftly bobbing her head up on down on his dick, feeling every vein along her tongue. Leon takes a tuff of her black hair and gently pulls on it, he could never hurt her even if he tried. He bucks his hips up to match the pace of her head, letting out whimpers and groans to every thrust hitting the back of her throat. With each gag and slurp he throws his head back as he gets closer to his climax, she knows Leon is close so she bottoms him out and wiggles her head on his cock as he shoots his warm white ropes coating down her throat, knowing she enjoyed every second of it just as much as Leon did.

With tears falling down her eyes from gagging, she looks up at him and kisses his jaw still with left over cum on her lips, licking it off of his jaw from where she kissed him.

"you think you can give me another? It's my turn you know..." She gave him a chuckle as she ran her finger down his chest. Before she could even say another word Leon swifts her up bridal style and takes her to their shared bedroom. He throws her on the white silk sheets that smell of coconut

"so I'll take that as a yes" she bites her lip excited for how Leon is gonna treat her. They both take off their shirts leaving Leon in his sweatpants and her in her bra and shorts. Leon bends down over her to whisper,

"it is your turn babe, you see that mirror right there? I want you to see what you look like while I make you come undone princess, how I make you fall apart underneath me" his new found use words only made her grow wetter, she likes this new side of him, she looked over at the mirror as he kissed her neck leaving a very visible mark.

He puts his legs on the bed spreading her legs out to make room for him with his knees as he unclips her bra with one hand. He helps her take her shorts off while she pulls down his sweat pants once again with his boxers soaked again with precum, revealing his still hard dick. He takes a look at her panties, "Already so soaked for me, good girl."

"this new side of you Leon, I like it" she lifted her hand up to cup his face while she was looking up at him. "Well you're about to like it even more my love" he lowered down and kissed her forehead as he slipped his two fingers in her panty line and pulled them down to her ankles, she kicked them off.

He dragged his pointer finger along her sensitive slick to the touch folds as he positioned his dick to her entrance. Leon wasn't one for foreplay, he likes to get straight to the point. "Are you ready princess?"

#leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon smut #leon x reader #resident evil #leon kennedy smut #smut #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #rookie leon kennedy #re2 leon

[illalsbb]

˗ˏˋ ꒰💋꒱ ˎˊ˗ boyfriend material

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