hi!! <3 I'm Alicia, and I will mostly be posting fanfic here (nsfw & sfw) but occasionally I will post some of my art from my twitter
Currently, Resident Evil (mostly Leon and Chris x Leon) is what I'm most interested in to create for. I might still create for LADS on occasion, but it's definitely taken the backseat in my mind after...everything.
This is a very kink positive space. "Ship and Let Ship" and "Don't like. Don't Read" as they say. I will do my best to tag my posts appropriately, but if I make a mistake, please let me know!
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Ships you will have the most luck with: Chris x Leon, metaltango, Leon x Reader, Leon x Grace, bloodweave, wyllstarion, halstarion, Sidon x Link (currently not in the mood for LADS but that may change in the future)
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There is a text list under the cut!
Mon Aug 17
Safe House
Public Sex
Mercy Kill
Tue Aug 18
Recovery
Puppy Play
Came Back Wrong
Wed Aug 19
No Zombies
Sex Pollen
Betrayal
Thu Aug 20
Rescue
CNC
Gunplay
Fri Aug 21
Domestic
Bondage
Drugging
Sat Aug 22
Requiem
Roleplay
Body Horror
Sun Aug 23
R.P.D./S.T.A.R.S.
Role Reversal
Necrophilia
pairing: top!leon kennedy x bottom!husband!reader
tags: fluff, tender smut, blow jobs, anal sex
summary: "You decide to take care of Leon while he relaxes after a mission by making breakfast, and in turn, he takes care of you...with moreΒ intimateΒ methods."
wc: 1.9k | ao3 link | requested by anon <3
The warmth of the sun peaking through the bedroom window caressed your face as you started to wake. You let out a sleepy hum, soaking up the safety and love emanating from the body next to you. The soft breaths tickling your neck was what finally got you to open your eyes.
You blinked some of the sleep away as you turned to face Leon, who laid beside you. Still fast asleep. You took the opportunity to trace your fingers over his face that wore a rare peaceful expression.
He had come back from a mission a few days ago, one that had went on for weeks. Thankfully, it had gone well, and now you both were able to enjoy some time together while he got some much needed restβthough, notΒ nearlyΒ enough, in your opinion. He had been waking up before you these past few days. Every time, you would open your eyes to an empty bed and to the smell of breakfast wafting through the house. You would go down, rubbing your eyes as he turned around to give you a smile. Saying something along the lines of, "Morning sleepyhead."
But this time, your body had finally let you be the first one to greet the morning sun. And you had no intention of wasting the chance to return the treatment. To show him your care.
His stubble tickled your lips as you kissed his cheek before slipping out of bed. He gave you a few half-asleep protests, but running your fingers through his messy strands of hair a few times was enough to soothe him back to a peaceful state.
You had decided to make his favorite, and it was no surprise to you that, soon enough, the smell of it was able to properly wake him up. You heard his footsteps approach before arms slipped around your waist, and he buried his face in your neck. He took a deep breath as his hands rubbed over your somewhat-clothed body. All you wore was a pair of underwear and one of his old shirts that you had stolen a long time ago to sleep in.
"You didn't have to," he murmured.
Turning your face to the side allowed you to look at him. "No, but IΒ wantedΒ to." You gave him a soft peck on the lips before turning back to the skillet sizzling in front of you.
As you continued to watch over the food, his roaming hands started to take a less innocent turn. Slipping under your shirt, moving up your chest, teasing your nipples for a momentβ¦with a trail of kisses down your neck to further emphasize his desire.
It all made your body feel wonderfully warm, but you refused to let yourself get distracted. So, you swatted his hands away.
"You're going to make me ruin breakfastβand I won't stand for it."
He chuckled, and the sound of his rough voice in your ear made you shiver. "Fine. But, dressed like this, wearing my shirtβ¦" His hands rested on your hips while his thumbs rubbed soothing circles. "You're more delectable than anything else I could ever taste."
For emphasis, he nibbled at your neck as he kissed you, and you had to elbow him playfully, trying to ignore the blush creeping across your face. "You're playing a dangerous game with a man standing in front of a hot stoveβnow go make some coffee. Food's almost done."
He kissed your cheek one last time before pulling away. He threw you a salute with a grin on his face as he went over to the coffee machine. "Yes, sir."
You rolled your eyes at him, but the smile spreading across your lips said how you really felt.
Later, the two of you sat across from each other at the little round table near the window. It was a nice, breezy morning with the window open, and Leon was staring out of it, lost in thought with his coffee cup in his hand. He looked soβ¦content. The sunlight fell across his face in a way that highlighted just how beautiful he wasβand you felt your endless love and affection for him swell in your chest. Especially as the light caught his wedding band at the perfect angle, making it shine.
You got up to head over to him, and he snapped out of his daze. He set down his coffee, staring up at you with a curious smile. Once you slipped into his lap, he rested a hand on the back of your neck.
"Hey, handsome," he said softly.
You leaned down to press your lips against his, and you both smiled into the gentle kiss. But it didn't take long for them to grow heated, with your hands exploring each other, filling the air with the sound of your quick breaths.
"I could do this forever," he whispered before capturing your bottom lip between his teeth. You moaned into his mouth as his hands glided down to your ass. He gave it a gentle squeeze before lifting you up. A quick, shocked laugh escaped you.
He set you down on the edge of the table before kneeling down on the ground in front of you. He started to pull your underwear off of you, and you complied, but not without heat overtaking your body. "Whatβ¦"
He kissed your thigh before shushing you softly. "Let me take care of my husband, yeah?"
You managed a quick nod, unable to deny the fire blooming in your core as your dick hardened from his loving attention. Soon, his lips were wrapping around your tip, forcing a soft gasp out of you. They slid down further, taking you in, and you couldn't help but wrap your legs around him. He looked up at you with a teasing glint in his eye, like your desperation was amusing to him.
"Leonβ¦" you moaned, and he responded with a hum around your cock, sending pleasant vibrations through you.
His hands rested on your hips, holding you in place, as he continued to surround your cock in wet, hot pleasure. It didn't take long for your body to start to tighten, ready for release, with a string of moans and whimpers leaving your lipsβjust for him to stop.
A frustrated, betrayed sound left you from the denial of your climax, and he smiled up at you with glistening lips. "I'm not done with you yet.
He certainly meant those words, as you were now laid out on the bed, moaning softly as his fingers went in and out of you, preparing you at a torturous rate. "Hurry up," you groaned out.
He shook his head as he kissed your inner thigh. "Patience, handsome. We take this nice and slow." His finger found the spot inside you that had you seeing stars, and you arched off the bed with a moan. "I want to savor every moment."
Thankfully, he eventually seemed satisfied, and he removed his fingers. You gripped the bed sheets, whining at the loss, and he gave you an amused smile. "I thought you wanted me to hurry up?"
You huffed, nudging him with your leg. "Leon."
He let out a chuckle as he ran his hands over your hips before starting to turn you overβbut you grabbed his forearm to stop him.
"Sweetheart?"
"Iβ¦I want to see you," you said.
He settled you on your back once more and brought your wrist to his lips, placing a loving kiss. Then, he grabbed some nearby pillows, slipping them under your hips. "There, is that better?" he asked.
You nodded. A fire had spread through your body as what you desired so strongly was finally in reach. And you watched through half-lidded eyes as Leon sat on his knees in between your legs, giving his cock a few strokes to apply some lube.
"You ready?" he asked with a rough voice. It looked like his own restraint was being put to the test.
The sheets were cool under your grip. "Please."
When he finally started to push himself in, a gasp tumbled from your lips. "Leonβ¦"
A hand ran across your stomach and up to your chest, reminding you to relax. "I'm right here, sweetheart." He pushed in a little farther and bent down to swallow your moans with a kiss. "'M not going anywhere."
With the deeper he got, the more sparks of pleasure you felt. You couldn't help but move your hands to his back, digging in your nails lightly to keep him close. His breath tickled your ear as he chuckled in between kisses on your cheek, and it soon turned into a moan as he finally filled you completely.
You felt soΒ full, and it took a few deep breaths to let your body adjust. Leon's breathing also sounded a little strained as kept still. You couldn't resist clenching around him a little to tease him, and the startled low groan that came from deep in his throat made heat flutter in your chest.
"Careful, or I might think someone is getting impatient."
"Maybe I am," you said before moving your hips, relishing the way he felt inside you.
He captured your lips with his, caging you in with his forearms resting on the bed. You felt him start to pull outβbefore pushing in deep once more. Your grip on his back tightened, and you breathed out a moan against his mouth.
His kisses trailed down your jaw, but you could barely feel them. Too focused on his thrusts that continued at an increasing pace.
"Oh, God, Leonβ¦ahβ"
"Fuck," he moaned into your ear. "So perfect for me. Always so perfect."
His sweet words settled in your heart with a warmth surrounding them. You could almost cry at how wonderful everything felt in that moment. He hadn't been gone that long, yet you had still missed him like you always did. But now he was hereβhe wasΒ home. Waking up beside you in bed, sitting across from you while you ate breakfast, and now making love to you like nothing else mattered.
He whispered your name like a prayer, a sign that he was getting close to the edge. And you were right there with him, moaning and whining at each thrust that had pleasure firing across your sensitive nerves.
"I love youβ" you breathed out as the tense coil inside you finally released, painting your stomach with white. "Oh, fuck! Leon, Iβ¦"
Above you, Leon shuddered, and his thrusts grew frantic. Messy. "AhβI love you, too. So fucking muchβ" He cut himself off with a soft cry, your name weaved into the blissful sounds that followed as he buried himself deep inside you. Filling you completely.
You both laid there, catching your breath. It was just you and him, lost in the tender affection you shared with one another. Nothing else mattered.
Leon brushed your cheek with his thumb, smiling down at you softly. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, you know that?" He emphasized his words with a gentle kiss.
Your own smile stretched across your face as the ring on your finger pressed a loving reminder into your skin. "I could say the same thing."
More kisses were exchanged, growing more and more heated once more. It was safe to say neither of you would be leaving the bed anytime soonβand you wouldn't have it any other way.
pairing: top!chris redfield x sub!bottom!leon kennedy
tags: hurt/comfort, light angst, smut w/ feelings, crying during sex, post-re9
summary: "After the events of Requiem, Leon returns home to his husband. A night of soft care turns into something more heated until Leon's painful memories have something to say about it. But it's nothing a good cathartic cry (while having his thoughts fucked out of him) can't help with."
wc: 3k | ao3 link | very loosely based on this art of mine
The quiet, peaceful night was a welcome change. Everyone here in this wonderfullyΒ ordinaryΒ town only had the mundane to worry about, and all of the porch lights were off as Leon drove down the street.
All except one.
It acted as a beacon leading him to safety, and when he finally pulled into the driveway, the adrenaline that had been the main thing keeping him aliveβfor only God knows how longβfaded. Leaving bone-deep exhaustion in its absence.
The engine shut off. The only sound left came from the unsteady exhales escaping his lips. He just had to cross a few feet to reach the front door, and then he would beΒ home.
He gave himself a minute.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out.
With one last exhale that came out more like a sigh, he opened the car door and made his way to the front entrance. He didn't even get to knockβhe certainly hadn't taken a key with him on a mission like that oneβbefore it swung open. Revealing the exhausted, wonderful, love of his life. His beloved husband.
Chris.
Neither said a word. Instead, they stared at each other like they were seconds from disappearing. Like the happy ending they had been gifted still hadn't fully processed. Leon moved first, and Chris' arms were quick to wrap around him in a tight embrace, which Leon sagged into. His nose nestled into Chris' neck, and he inhaled deeply, letting the grounding scent wash over him.
He felt fingers start to wander, inspecting his exposed skin. "It's really gone?" Chris asked with a voice full of tight emotion.
"Yeah," he whispered. "Whatever that Elpis isβit's like the virus never even existed." Then, he chuckled. "Didn't do much for my back, though.Β ThatΒ still hurts like a bitch."
Along with every other goddamn bone in his body.
Chris pulled away enough so he could cup Leon's cheek with his palm, grey eyes scanning his face. "What happened?"
He knew that the loaded question wasn't aimed at his back pain. Images of Raccoon City flashed through his mind against his will, both old and fresh. He could feel the cold start to creep up his spine, but he wasn't about to let it take him away from the warmth that heΒ justΒ got back. Not without a fight.
"Tomorrow? Please." He leaned further into Chris' touch before dropping his voice to something faint. "I can't go back there. Notβnot when I justβ"
He had to cut himself off before his emotions would take over.
Chris' eyes softened as he gave a small nod, even though Leon knew that he was impatient for answers like he always was. Probably wanted to throw in a few lectures in between questions, too. But the years had taught them that it wasn't a bad idea to slow down a bit when the time called for it.
Lips were suddenly on his, gently pressing into him, and Leon realized he had zoned out a little. But he didn't need to pay much attention to his surroundings to melt into the kiss on instinct, letting out a pleased hum as a soft, fuzzy feeling spread through him.
When Chris pulled away, he looked at Leon like he was trying to commit every detail of him to memory. "How about a shower?"
A soft sigh escaped him. "Thought you'd never ask."
Leon leaned into Chris' side as they started to make their way up the stairs to their bedroom and the connecting bathroom. The more he relied on the other, the more furrowed Chris' eyebrows became as he glanced over.
"You sure you'reβ"
"I'mΒ fine, Chris," he said with a huff. "I got checked out by the medics your team brought and everything."
"And? What'd they say?"
"They said I wasΒ fine. My only worthwhile diagnosis is that I'mΒ old. Unfortunately, there's not a cure for that yet."
Beside him, Chris muttered something under his breath. Something along the lines of, "And apparently no cure for being a smartass, either."
Eventually, they made it into the bathroom, and Leon used the counter to rest his weight against it. Soft, gentle lighting filled the space, as they always tried to avoid using the bright, overhead light unless absolutely necessary after a mission. It made losing the tension in their bodies a little easier.
In front of him, Chris' hands found their place under Leon's shirt, rubbing soothing circles against his skin before lifting the fabric off of his body. His pants and underwear soon followed, and now, while completely bare, Chris could properly examine the state of him. While Leon usually hated it when his injuries were scrutinized and fussed over, the feeling of those warm, loving hands roaming over his body made up for that tenfold.
As long as he ignored the pinched expression Chris had as his gaze traced over his various healing wounds and bruising.
"You're going to get wrinkles if you keep looking at me like that."
Chris raised an unimpressed brow. "I think it's a little too late to worry about that."
While Leon huffed out a laugh, Chris' eyes shifted toward his neck. Then, the feather-light touch of his finger brushed against the cut that had scabbed over by now. Leon couldn't hold back his flinch.
Immediately, Chris dropped his hand. "Sorry."
"'S fine. Justβ¦had to deal with your average, batshit-insane scientistβyou know how it is." Desperate to change the subject, he reached up and tugged at Chris' shirt. "Now, your turn."
Chris complied, pulling his shirt off and letting his pants and underwear fall to the floor. Leon's eyed raked over the exposed skin, tracing over his soft, muscular form, and for the first time since the T-virus started wreaking havoc on his life, heat bloomed in his core. The fire only strengthened as he reached out to touch the body in front of him before leaning forward to latch his lips onto Chris'. The other happily returned the kiss, pulling Leon close enough that their soft dicks brushed against each other. A shiver ran up his spine in response.
But before it got too heated, Leon managed to pull away. "Nowβhow about that shower?"
The hot water soothed his aching body the second it hit his skin, and he sighed contently. Chris was right behind him, staying as close as possible. He reached for the soap before Leon could and said, "Let me wash you."
Leon huffed but didn't protest. He couldn't deny how much he longed for Chris to take care of him, deep down, but he would never admit that aloud. He could barely even admit it to himself.
Those strong fingers rubbed against his scalp, making the last of his tension melt away. Once his hair was taken care of, they moved on to rubbing soap across his body. The touch kept him there, in the moment, keeping his mind blissfully empty. Chris easily maneuvered him to turn around so his back was to him, and kept up those devoted touches down his back.
Once it was rinsed off, Chris pressed his front up against Leon's back before he could turn around. The feeling of that hardening, thick cock against his ass was undeniableβmirroring Leon's own sign of arousal. Then, lips found their place against his neck, leaving gentle kisses at first that soon turned into little love bites that would certainly leave a mark.
Leon chuckled. "Pent up much, are we?"
Chris nipped at his skin a little harder in response, making Leon gasp at the wonderful, not-quite pain.
"Don't act like you aren't either."
To go along with his words, he reached around Leon to give a slow, agonizing stroke down his cock. The sudden pleasure made his knees go weak, but Chris managed to wrap his other arm around his waist before they could give out completely.
"I've got you," Chris said softly as he placed another kiss right under his ear. "Just relax. Let me take care of you."
He helped Leon turn around, and as soon as he was able, he buried his face in Chris' shoulder, letting the man carry almost all of his weight.
The arm that wasn't currently holding him up drifted down his back before gently prodding at his hole. The pleasant sensation made him shudder against the strong body holding him up, and he couldn't stop the soft sounds that escaped him.
Chris knew exactly how to undo him by now, and the way his finger swirled as it pushed in was proof of that. Leon used what little strength he had to press back against the touch, hungry for more. Chris obliged, inserting his finger in deeper which allowed him to finally rub against the spot that made Leon tremble.
"Chris," he moaned.
There was a kiss against his temple. "Feel good?"
All Leon could do was nod as moans left his parted lips. Chris continued his agonizingly delightful treatment, and, sooner than he'd like to admit, he was coming undone in Chris' arms as his orgasm washed over him.
Chris kept him supported as he heavily leaned into him, and it wasn't long before the evidence of his orgasm was washed away.
Once they stepped out, Leon felt like he was walking through clouds. His thoughts were hazy, and the environment felt like it was blurredβbut it didn't matter. Chris was there to keep him standing.
Distantly, he could feel a towel gently rubbing against his skin, with soft kisses placed here and there. Then, he was being laid on top of the bed, and his body happily sank into the mattress.
"I'm going to lock up, okay? It'll just take me a minute."
Leon managed a hum in response, not really processing his words. It felt like he was about to drift off blissfully.
But then, the second that Chris stepped out of the room, the poison that still clung to him from Raccoon City seeped back into him. So much death and destruction, so many unbearable memories, it all sat heavy on his skin, pressing down on his chest to the point where he couldn't breathe.
Why was he back there? Why wasn't heΒ home?
"βLeon?"
He flinched violently at the hand suddenly cupping his face.
"Hey, hey, shh, it's just me. Just Chris."
He attempted a shaky breath as he opened his eyes to stare up at the worried face in front of him. "β¦Chris?" he asked weakly.
"Yeah, I'm right here," he said while running a thumb over Leon's cheek. "What's wrong?"
The walls he tried so hard to keep up were seconds away from crumbling. "No matter how hard I try, I can't keep the memories away. They justββ¦They're soβ¦relentless." His breath hitched as his chest spasmed. "I don't know how to make it stop."
Chris pulled him into a hug as another pathetic sob escaped him. Leon held onto him tightly, afraid of where he'd fall if he let go.
"I've got you." Hands ran up and down his back. "I've got you."
He tried to let Chris' voice keep him in the present, along with the familiar scent he breathed in, one that always meant safety. When he felt slightly more calm, he pulled away. Just enough to look up at Chris and meet his gaze.
"Kiss me," he whispered, pleading.
Chris didn't hesitate before holding him steady as he pressed his lips against Leon's in a gentle, loving kiss. The tender comfort was enough to clear a little of the muck in his brain.
But he wantedβno,Β neededβmore.
So, he moved his lips with more intensity, forcing Chris to match his pace. He sensed some caution coming from the other, at first, letting Leon take the lead, but soon enough, he got the hint and took Leon's bottom lip between his teeth. Inhaling the resulting whimper.
Hot, desperate need bloomed inside Leon once again, sparking a fire through his nerves that made his body tremble. He pulled away in order to catch his breath before whispering, "Help me forget."
"Leonβ"
"Please. I just want to feel you." He trailed his hand down Chris' exposed chest, as he was only in his underwear. "Only. You."
"You're sure?" Chris breathed out, desire sparking in his eyes despite how he tried to hide it.
"Completely."
With that, Chris' hands started to wander a little less innocently. They laid his body out on the bed and rubbed his thighs to encourage them to spread apart. Each touch near his sensitive region made the anticipation inside him burn brighter.
Chris reached over to the side, and the sound of the nearby nightstand drawer opening and closing made his heart race. After weeks of agony, it was finally happening.
A slick finger pressed against his entrance, and he tensed up at first, but Chris' other hand rubbing gentle circles into his skin helped him sink back into the mattress.
"There you go, baby. Relax for me," Chris said as he pushed his finger in deeper, forcing shaky breaths out of Leon. "You're so beautiful like this."
He curled his finger to emphasize his point.
"Chrisβ¦" Leon whined, wiggling his hips uselessly to chase after more.
"Shh, I've got you."
As Chris continued to work him open, he could feel himself fading into pure bliss. His cock still laid soft between his thighs, but he didn't care. In that moment, all he craved was toΒ feel.Β To feel Chris, to be filled by himβnothing else mattered.
Eventually, that craving was fulfilled as that hard, thick length started to push inside him. His breath hitched and stuttered in between long moans.
Above him, Chris was keeping his breathing controlled, but Leon could see through the cracks. "Fuck, you feel so good around me," he said as his hands trailed up and down the body below him. "Always so good."
The praise made Leon weakly thrust his hips forward.
Chris leaned down to leave a few gentle kisses across his jaw. "So good."
The combination of those words and the feeling of Chris finally as deep as he could go almost broke Leon's mind. He just feltΒ so much, and the dam collapsed. Making a sob rip out of him.
Chris stilled his movements as he cupped Leon's cheek with his hand, staring down at him with his eyebrows pinched. "Hey, Lee, babyβare you okay?"
In hindsight, it was a reasonable question to ask, but in that moment, Leon felt like the answer should have been obvious with how much he cravedΒ more. With how much he needed those awful memories to be fucked out of him. So, he nodded enthusiastically.
The concerned expression observing him softened. Then, a thumb wiped a few of his tears away before trailing down his cheek and pushing into his parted lips. He opened them obediently, letting the slightly salty taste press against his tongue. Through half-lidded eyes, everything around him felt hazy. It was perfect.
The first thrust caught him off guard, and the sudden intense pleasure had him arching his back. He moaned around the thumb still in his mouth before it trailed off into a weak cry. A few more tears streamed down his face.
"There you go, just let out," Chris said in between shaky breaths. Then, he removed his thumb from Leon's mouth.
At first, he whined at the loss, but that feeling was soon pushed away. Chris' arm had slipped under his back, allowing him to hold him closerβand in turn, allowing him to get a better angle as he continued to thrust deep inside him.
"Chrisβ¦oh god, I miβ" he cut himself off with a breathless moan.
"What was that?" Chris teased, making Leon whine.
"IβI missed you."
There was a soft sigh from above before lips captured his own, devouring him in a heated kiss. "I missed you, too," Chris murmured into the passionate exchange. "Missed you so fucking much."
His pace sped up, spurred on by the increasingly-desperate noises escaping Leon's mouth.
Before, those haunting images were all he could think aboutβbut now? Now, there was only one name being repeated like a mantra, the only thing he could hear as he fell apart.
Chris Chris Chrisβ
Then, there was a tug in his core.
He gasped. "Fuckβ¦'M gonnaβ¦"
Chris sounded equally close to the edge as he breathed heavily, pounding into Leon with a pace that was turning frantic. "Go on, let go for me, baby. I have you."
One more thrust was all it took for Leon's body to tighten, arching off the bed with a broken moan spilling from his lips. "CβChris!"
This orgasm felt different from the one in the shower. It was softer, making a pleasant hum vibrate through his body. Fully enveloping him in the safety from the man he loved so dearly, and he couldn't stop a few sobs from tumbling out of him at how much he felt.
His words came out a little slurred. "I love you, I love you, I love youβ"
Chris swallowed the declarations with a messy kiss, letting them settle somewhere inside him. Then, his lips parted against Leon's as a sharp gasp was forced out of him. His hips stuttered forward, pushing in as far as he could go before finally spilling into him with his own orgasm. "I love you, too," he managed to say in between low moans.
Their foreheads rested against each other as they calmed down from their highs.
Leon was already drifting away as Chris left, returning swiftly with something to clean him up with. Soon, he was laying beside him in the bed, and Leon happily curled up into his warmth.
There was a kiss against his temple. "Feel better?"
Leon hummed softly, making Chris chuckle.
"Really wore you out, huh?"
He hadβin the best way possible. Leon would probably have a few more aches and pains in the morning, but it was well worth it. Because, for the first time in too long, he didn't feel dread as he reached up to touch the sensitive marks left on his neck.
The anon I just answered made me realize that I've forgotten to actually put it anywhere that I love fic requests. Can't always fulfill them, but it doesn't hurt to ask :)
Do u create Mlm fanfics? And if so can u create a fluff Leon kennedy x M!husband? Something wholesome that turns into a bit of smut (you can make it how u want)
I do love writing mlm fanfics! I don't write a whole lot of fluff but I will do my best!! π«‘π«‘ also, you're welcome to get specific about what kind of smut you want, like tender/rough/vanilla/kinky or even specify a position or specific action, I can write anything
(And I'm assuming you're meaning for this to be a second person reader insert fic, correct me if I'm wrong tho)
