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coqvttes · 8 months

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୨୧― KINKTOBER: ❝EYES ON ME❞ ― LEON K.

― ꒰ BONDAGE ✰ KINKTOBER M.LIST ꒱ ―

୨୧˚ synopsis: using leon's handcuffs to cuff him to the bed, letting you have complete control over him tonight... but can he handle it?

୨୧˚ warnings: nsfw 16+ only, bondage, p in v, petnames, nipple-play, fem!reader, switch!reader, switch!leon, creampie, teasing, riding, lmk if i forgot anything!

୨୧˚ wc: 1.6k

leonnn, baby, don’t look so nervous,” you tease, climbing into his lap, your right hand holding two pairs of handcuffs that belonged to him. one of the many perks of having a police officer for a boyfriend. you smile down at his handsome face, his mouth slightly parted and his eyes gazing into yours adoringly as he’s lying down on the bed in nothing but his briefs, his head resting against the soft pillows. his toned abs are glistening with a thin layer of sweat that just makes him look so heavenly right now. you sit yourself down on him, your clothed cunt pressing against his dick, and he can’t help but buck up his hips at the sudden contact. you smirk at his reaction; he’s so incredibly sensitive that you almost feel bad for him. but you want to have fun.

you smile as you lean in a little closer to him, dip your head into his neck, and inhale his musky scent before pressing soft, wet kisses along his jaw up to his ear. he lets out a few quiet gasps, trying his hardest not to moan out loud. his pretty blue eyes are squeezed shut when your empty hand glides down his chiseled abs, resting on his bulge, before you palm him slowly. he lets out a shaky breath whilst your other hand moves to his wrist, raising it to the bedpost before slipping the handcuff on and clicking the lock.

his eyes open suddenly, and he’s snapped out of his trance. he watches as you cuff his other wrist to the bed, and god, does he look so cute and vulnerable right now. you lean down to kiss his desperate lips. he moans softly into your mouth, and your hands rest on his shoulders, massaging them slightly.

“are you comfortable?” your voice has a gentle and genuine tone to it. you glance at his wrists. as much as you’re enjoying this, you don’t want to hurt him. he pulls at the handcuffs, testing them, and nods.

“yeah,” he says, smiling up at you with his puppy eyes. ugh, he’s so adorable; you nearly melt, but no, you mustn't; you try to keep your composure and run your hands down his chest. you’re thankful that you didn’t dim the lights down completely; otherwise, you wouldn’t get to see the blissful look on his face when you decided to grind down on him experimentally.

your hands trail up your abdomen to your chest. you play with your lacy bra that barely covers anything to tease him. he instinctively moves his arm to touch you, but the handcuffs stop him, and he lets out a groan.

"take it off." his tone is desperate.

"say please, leon," you slide the strap of your bra so it is hanging off of your shoulder, and he just can't take it any longer.

"fuck- please, baby, take it off. let me see you, need to see you so bad," he pleads and you notice how his abs and biceps tense with how hard he was pulling at the handcuffs, you give him a satisfied smile.

"good boy," you praise, resting your thumb on his bottom lip before retracting it to reach behind you. you slowly unclip the back of your bra and let it drop down on the sheets. he exhales, mesmerized by your perfection, and his mouth is practically watering with how much he wants to kiss you right now. it's almost physically painful for him with how slow and cruel you're being. you slowly run your fingertips gently over your tits, massaging them softly before pinching both of your nipples at once, letting out a high-pitched mewl. he feels himself harden at the lewd sight of you, dick twitching in his tight briefs as he thinks of painting your tits with his cum.

you lean down and press your torso flush against his to kiss him, and he returns the kiss eagerly. he lets out a muffled moan when he feels your nipples on his chest and you grin to yourself. pushing yourself back up, you start grinding down on him. your slick-covered panties rubbing against the wet spot on his bulge.

"shit baby, stop teasing me, please just let me feel you," he begs, you smirk at his words and brush a strand of hair from his face.

after listening to his pleading, you decide to stop tormenting him and sit up on your knees, wriggling off of him to slip off your damp panties. you slide them down your legs, pulling them off completely, dropping them on the floor before you crawl back to him, sitting prettily on his lap. fuck, you looked so hot crawling towards him like that. he really wanted to break out of his restraints and fuck you silly, but tonight you had control. boy did you use it to your advantage.

you tug his briefs off, and catch your bottom lip between your teeth as you stare at his throbbing dick, sensitive pink tip, spilling pre-cum. you wrap your small hand around his girth and slide it up and down. leon bites back a whimper as you pump him a few times. it feels so good, but he needs to be inside your warmth. and you'd be lying if you said you weren't dying to have him inside you too.

"your dick is so pretty, leon," you practically moan as you look at it. you hover above his length and rub his tip against your wet folds, gathering as much slick as possible. you lock eye contact with him before sinking down on him, your cunt sucking him in and you both moan in unison. he's so big, and all you can feel is leon, leon, leon. you nearly feel dizzy as you take in his every single inch.

the pain begins to fade into pleasure when you start riding him, rocking your hips back and forth, and he's in total bliss right now. mouth hanging open slightly, and his brows furrowed in pure pleasure as he stares at you with love and lust. your tits bounce freely with every movement, whilst you mewl out in pleasure, your soft hands coming up to grope at them, tugging at your nipples, stimulating you even more. he lets out a soft moan. you look so divine above him, fucking yourself on him like that. your glowing body illuminated perfectly by the moonlight shining through the windows of your bedroom. you look like an angel. his angel.

"you're so gorgeous," he says, throwing his head back in pleasure. you beam at his praise and cup both of his cheeks with the soft touch of your hands, tilting his face down so he can gaze into your eyes.

"eyes on me, pretty boy," your palms then fall to his torso, gliding up and down his sweaty abs, worshipping his body. you press your weight onto his abdomen and bounce yourself up and down his length. his eyes focused on the way his dick disappeared inside of your wet cunt, it was obscene. the sounds echoing off the walls of your bedroom were pure filth. the noises of skin slapping, lewd moans and gasps whilst you both succumb to the pleasure. leon could barely contain his noises as he grew impatient.

"p-please let me out of these, wanna touch you, please, baby," he whimpers as he pulls at his restraints, the metal of the cuffs clinking together. you give in to him, slow down your motions, and sway to the side a bit before extending your arm to the bedside table and grab the little key. you flash him a cheeky smile before reaching for his wrists and unlocking both handcuffs for him. you place the cuffs and key on the table again and start to pick up the same pace again.

you squeal when leon suddenly grabs your waist and lifts you up and down his dick, planting his feet on the bed to buck his hips up into you, trying to fasten the pace to chase his release. you cry out and fall into his chest, your arms linking around his neck as you press your forehead against his. he takes the opportunity to give you a sloppy kiss. he swallows the little mewls and moans bubbling up the back of your throat. you're overwhelmed by the pleasure and sensitivity as your puffy clit rubs against his pelvis.

"s-so good, leon! harder!" he picks up the pace and ruts into you, the tip of his dick hitting you in all the right places with every thrust, and he's so close. he can feel that you're close too, with how you're clenching around him and sucking him in with your gummy walls. your entire body shudders, and you cry out, orgasm clearing you of your sense. he continues to pound into you, his arms wrapping around your body tight to pull you as close to him as possible, if it is even possible. he moans out softly as he pumps you with his cum. you let out a breathy moan as he slows down his thrusts before coming to a complete stop.

"don't you ever cuff me like that again. i can't stand not being able to touch you," he chuckles as he pulls you in an embrace, his hand coming up to stroke your hair tenderly before sliding down your back sensually, caressing you. you nuzzle into him and he inhales your scent, groaning quietly in contentment.

you giggle at his complaint before leaning in close to his ear, licking it teasingly before whispering, "mmm, maybe next time i'll let you cuff me instead?" his eyes widened at your words and he felt his dick twitch. fuck he was hard again.

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stuckinthesun · 7 months

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“Wish you were here with me.” Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader

Kinktober — Week Three: Nudes, sexting, phone sex, mutual masterbation

You looked at yourself in the mirror with a satisfied smile, happy with the way your costume turned out. At first when your friends invited you to a Halloween party, you turned them down, but after your boyfriend Leon got called away for a last minute secret mission, you decided what the hell.

The hastily put together costume fit you nicely, hugging your body well and accentuating all of your features.

You looked good.

An idea popped in your head and you grabbed your phone, quickly posing in front of the mirror to show off both the costume and your body before taking a photo. You look to make it it looks good and nod to yourself, and send it to your boyfriend with a smirk.

You put your phone down figuring he was busy and not going to answer right away, and turn to collect your stuff to leave, but your phone vibrates.

Frowning you check it,

Leon💕: Fuck

Leon💕: Send another one

Your eyes widened at your boyfriend’s response, almost being able to hear the demand in the words on your screen.

Quickly you go back to your mirror and take another picture, this time posing while bunching the bottom of your dress in your fist, showing off more of your thighs. You send it after checking it’s not blurry and very impatiently wait for his reply.

Leon💕: More

You giggle at how much Leon seems to like your costume and type back a reply,

You: I’m supposed to be leaving for a party🤨

Leon💕: Do you want to go to a party or do you want to send me pictures of you touching yourself till I can call you?

You stare at your phone with a hand over your mouth, your panties growing wet at the idea of Leon talking you through touching yourself while over the phone.

Your phone buzzed,

Leon💕: That’s what I thought

Leon💕: Cancel your plans and send me another picture

God you hated how well he knew you.

Quickly you texted your friend saying you wouldn’t be able to make it after all and open up your camera again. This time you take a front facing down angle picture, showing off your cleavage.

Sending that you head to your bed, feeling a type of thrill you’ve never felt before as you get get ready to take another photo.

Leon💕: Fuck baby keep them coming

And you did. You took pictures in any position and angle you could think of, till you were in front of your mirror with a hand between your legs rubbing slow circles on your clit. Your costume was pulled down to show off your tits and you were still snapping pictures.

Leon💕: Look how fucking wet you are

You: When can you call me?? Atp I’m gonna cum without u

Leon💕: Trust me baby I’m trying

You huff in frustration and decide it’s your turn to push your luck.

You: Then no more pictures

The response was instant.

Leon💕: Y/n

You: No it’s been almost an hour all I had wanted to do was show you my cute costume not start something that you apparently can’t even finish

With a pit in your stomach you waited for his Leon’s text, but it never came. The only thing you got in return for your message was the “read” receipt, not even the little bubble indicating he was typing.

After about five minutes when you started to get genuinely worried, thinking you actually pissed him off, your phone started ringing.

Incoming call from: Leon💕

You gulped, answering it, “Hello?”

“I better be able to hear your hand between your thighs since you’re so desperate for me I can’t even finish my meeting with the president.” Leon growled over the other end, sounding both frustrated and turned on.

“Leon-“ You started but he cut you off.

“Unless you’re moaning it I don’t want to hear it, got it?” Leon huffed, the sound of his belt buckle coming through the speaker.

You whined and instantly started rubbing your clit again, getting turned on by his words, and you moan, “Yes.”

“That’s better,” He grunts and you hear some shuffling on the speaker before Leon groans loudly, “Fuck I’ve been so hard since you sent that first picture, feels so good to finally get some relief.”

“Mmmm,” You cry out as you rub faster, sliding your fingers down to slip two of them inside of yourself.

“Fuck I really can hear you fingering yourself, baby,” Leon groans into the phone, his voice in your ear sends a shiver down your spine, “Love how wet I can make you while not even being there.”

You can hear him too, the wet sounds of him fucking his fist as he huffs into your ear. It brings you closer and closer to the edge until you just teetering over it, “L-Leon please I’m gonna-“

“You better cum screaming so I can hear you,” Leon groans and that’s all it took to push you over the finish line.

You came with a shout, just like he wanted, body shaking and your walls clenching around your fingers. You heard Leon say something along the lines of “that’s it baby, fuck,” before he moaned loudly and went quiet.

The only sounds between the both of you for a couple seconds were heavy breathing.

You were the first to break the silence, “Holy shit.”

“Yeah,” Leon said, voice sounding strained.

“Why haven’t we done that every other time you’ve been called away?” You asked, hearing the sound of Leon’s belt on the other end of the line again.

“I honestly don’t know.” Leon answered and you sat up when you heard the sound of a toilet flushing, “But I got to go baby, I actually was in the middle of something before you threw a tantrum.”

“Did you just jerk off in a public bathroom?” You asked, your eyes widening at the sound of a sink turning on.

“Yes and I’m blaming you.” Was the last thing Leon said before he hung up on you.

You sat there completely stunned for a minute until your phone buzzed with a new text,

Leon💕: Oh and save that costume I want to fuck you in it properly when I get home

Leon💕: Love you

Omg I’m actually on time this week

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chrilm · 7 months

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Cringetober day 27: [Babygirl Pose]

#cringetober 2023 #re4 #re4 remake #leon #leon kennedy #babygirl pose #cringetober #cringetober day 27 #fanart #beige

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devileaterjaek · 2 months

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#re #resident evil #resident evil 4 #resident evil 4 remake #re4make #re4r #re4 2023 #resident evil 4 (2023)#capcom #biohazard #biohazard 4 #survival horror #action horror #horror #horror games #gaming

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kaychen666 · 8 months

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SerennedyWeek2023 D2-Wound Tending (repost)

D3-RE6 Reunion (repost)

D3-Plagas Inspired from"scar.crossed.lovers"(Chapter 13) This is for @thestayathomedragon, thank you for your wonderful creation😭🙏

#re4 #leon kennedy #luis serra #serennedy #serennedy week 2023 #Kay's art

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shions-new-blog-of-stuff · 8 months

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Shion Plays RE4 remake (part twooooo)

#re4 2023

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crimescrimson · 6 months

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Every Vehicle Leon S. Kennedy has Crashed or Caused To Crash In-Game: The Police Car in Resident Evil 2 & Resident Evil 2 Remake| The Boat in Resident Evil 4 Remake | The Speedboat in Resident Evil 4 & Resident Evil 4 Remake | The Police Car in Resident Evil 6 | The Bus in Resident Evil 6 | The Plane in Resident Evil 6 | The Train In Resident Evil 6 | The Helicopter in Resident Evil 6

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leonw4nter · 2 months

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Hi! Imagine like pop star/extremely popular music artist gf or s/o and Leon met them by being their body gaurd? I think a drabble of this would be so cute, or even just headcannons!

The Theories Of My World Revolving Around You

Bodyguard!RE4R!Leon x F!Popstar!Reader || Read next: 2

Chapter 1: "Running Up That Hill"

“Agent Kennedy, may I repeat that you are too unstable for another overseas mission–”

“Lab reports said that I am just fine! They cleared me and stated that I’m fit to go to Bosnia–”

“Agent Kennedy!” President Graham exclaimed, both his hands coming in contact with the oak of his desk and creating a loud pounding sound.

“The last mission to Spain nearly killed you! I appreciate the risks and near-death encounters you had just to get Ashley back home but you could’ve died! You made it back barely alive! What about your mental state, huh? I’m sure as hell that dealing with all that crap would do a number on your mind. Physically you claim that you’re doing well, but how are you doing mentally?”

Leon stayed silent, gaze drifting down; President Graham was right: he was physically fit but what about his mind? Is he stable there? He knew he needed a break from all of this but who is going to be in the front lines? What’s going to happen to Sherry and Claire? Who’s going to give up their life just so a hundred others can live? He needed to give himself a break but chaos never rests, it’s just waiting for him to get his guard down.

“Mr. President, I know that you’re looking out for me but USSTRATCOM needs me. A little girl needs me,” Leon softly explains even if he feels his patience wear thin.

“I understand your concerns, Agent Kennedy, but they have many other agents just as capable as you are. You need rest. As for the girl and Ms. Redfield… I can assure you that they will be alright.” was all the older man said. “You will be referred to another protective detail. We are not necessarily laying you off but I need to refer you to lower departments and other less… demanding organizations. You’re dismissed.”

Leon simply sighed and gave the President a small nod, head hung low as he headed for the door of the Oval Office. A part of him felt grateful for the break given to him– that is if you can call it a break. He’s not exactly totally resting, he’s still on duty– just a less demanding one. Another, bigger part of him felt as if he couldn’t just sit around and wait until they’ll call him back for another job. He was just about to worry about Claire’s college tuition, worrying if student loan debt will be an issue soon but he remembered that he gave her her monthly allowance just a while back, which means that she’ll be just fine. As for Sherry, he knows she’s in good hands with Claire as her legal guardian. With the millionth sigh for today, he runs a calloused hand through his hair and decides to head home, too tired to deal with more crap for today.

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Never would Leon have thought that he would be thankful for the loud ringing of his phone, the ringtone loud enough to help him snap out of a nightmare he’s been struggling to wake up from. Half asleep and slightly disoriented, he answers the call and brings the phone up to his ears.

“Is this Mister… Kennedy? Kennedy, Leon?,” an unfamiliar voice responds from the other end of the line.

“Yes,” Leon says, his voice hoarse from sleep. “Who is this?”

“I’m Agent Corey Morgan. Someone under the agency you’re currently in referred you under my team–”

“What team,” Leon interrupts, his mood already sour because of the nightmare and with work being the first thing he is bombarded with in the morning. The man on the other side of the line cleared his throat, obviously taken aback by Leon’s snappy attitude.

“My team under a celebrity protection detail company,” Morgan responds. “We are Citadel Group and we offer protective services to celebrities. I’m sure you are very much familiar with Ms. Ashley Graham.”

“Ashley must’ve put in a word with her father,” Leon thought to himself. “Citadel Group huh,” he mumbles.

“Yes. We request you to send in your resumé within the day for closer deliberation before we can let you start, even if the things we’ve heard about you are beyond exemplary. I’ll send in a follow-up email as soon as the screening process is finished.”

Leon hummed, already exhausted with all of this. The call ended and he tossed his phone to his bed, too tired to do anything but it’s not like he can get back to sleep again when he knows that only nightmares are there to wait for him. With a groan, he gets up and brews himself a cup of coffee to try and salvage the already worsening day.

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He sent in his resumé despite several fields being blacked out, receiving an email hours after stating that he’s been assigned to a singer, codenamed ‘Red String’ and will start duty a week from now. He arrives home from the additional interview, keys fumbling to unlock the door to his apartment. He stumbles in, kicking off his dress shoes and undoing one more button to his white button-up before he shrugs his navy blue blazer off, folding and placing it on the back of a dining chair. He rummages through his cabinets, looking for a heavy-bottomed glass to pour some Jack in. Claire chides him in his drinking but he can’t help but drink right now; he’s probably going to be babysitting some stuck-up diva or be at the receiving end of a tirade of screaming if a small drop of rain lands on their shoulder or something. Flashing lights, Leon remembers; there’s probably going to be paparazzi hounding his client with their obnoxious cameras. Leon catches himself worrying over flash photography, cursing himself; the president was right on the matter regarding his mental health.

“Fuck, Leon. You need help,” he silently mutters to himself as a bitter chuckle leaves his throat. This line of work caused Leon to be more thankful towards the mundane– thankful for the opportunity to even get in 3 hours of sleep in, the fact that the loud noise he heard was just a bus and not an Armadura, or that he simply stepped on a twig on the way home and no BOW is out for him for making such a small, seemingly harmless noise.

He takes another drink before the glass is empty again, refilling it with liquor. He has a week alone with his tortuous mind before he can finally do something, even if it’s less intense than what he’s been conditioned to endure.

NOTE - I srsly had to redo my post again bc my laptop died and whatever I did didn't save 😭 Neways, BIG thanks to the anon who requested this!!! I genuinely loved this idea so much, I had to make it a series :) First chapter is short, next chapters will be a little bit longer than this so just strap in and uh wait ig :3 Also, I don't know how protective detail shit works so this is inaccurate as hell so if you're looking for accuracy then this isn't for you :) That's it and thank you to whoever reads my fics, I <333333 UUUUUU !!!!!!!!!!!

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