Alma

the only time you'll ever see me is in your dreams

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Untraditional lover, can you handle that?

the ring on my finger ties me to leon જ⁀➴ ♡

alma she/her 20 . 🧁 september 30 . libra ♎︎︎

MASTERLIST

♡ lana del rey, ethel cain, resident evil, roses, manifesting, leather jackets, fog, antiquing, cats, minecraft

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thinking about baking a cream cake with leon and him getting the whipped cream all over his fingers on purpose so you could suck them clean

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sinking my teeth into di leon's biceps until they're full of marks please and thank you

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mini masterlist of my works so far ୭ ᵎᵎ 🧁

i only write for leon kennedy ♡ basically not taking requests atm, but if you've got an idea you'd like to share feel free to do so! i write whenever i get inspired

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in the heat of the night

sweet like candy

burning desire

will you save me from these voices?

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He's collecting so many grandpa points

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will you save me from these voices?

leon kennedy x fem!reader. smut. word count: 2,3k shy reader, oral (both receiving), petnames, praise, coming in pants, veeery little angst maybe?, i wrote this with re4r leon in mind but i think any version works, this was kinda rushed but i hope you enjoy regardless!! reader feels ashamed to be on the receiving end while having sex, because of her negative experiences with an ex in the past. leon helps change that.

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The pale moonlight shone through the delicate lace curtains that covered your bedroom window. A few candles were lit, their warm light making the room’s atmosphere calm, yet slightly erotic. Your bedsheets were freshly washed, their pleasant scent still lingering in the air. The radio in the corner of your room was quietly playing some comforting ambient music from a CD that you had recently gotten from Leon as a gift.

And the most important thing in your room could be seen on your bed – you and your dear boyfriend Leon, with your head between his toned legs. 

Leon’s grip on your fresh, crunchy cotton sheets was lethal, he was holding on for dear life while trying to keep himself still. Your warm mouth around his throbbing cock felt like heaven. He couldn’t help the occasional moans escaping from his pretty lips, “hh-ah, I’m so close, angel please, please don’t stop, fuck” You glanced up at him, playfully rolling your eyes.. What makes you think I’d stop?

You circled your tongue around Leon’s pulsating tip, resulting in a particularly loud whine followed by a string of curses from him, “Oh fuck fuck fuck! I’m- I’m gonna-” Leon couldn’t even finish the sentence before you felt warm, thick ropes of his release dripping down your throat. You swallowed it all with pride, wiping your mouth on the back of your hand before Leon reached for a box of tissues on your nightstand, handing it to you. You murmured a quiet “thanks” as you took the box from him and got cleaned up properly.

Leon pulled you to lie down next to him, your head resting against his clothed chest. You were able to hear his steady heartbeat, though it was still quite fast. Apparently he hadn’t fully calmed down from the intense orgasm. The thought made you smile.

Leon felt your mouth twitch against him, “What ’re you smiling at, huh?” He slipped his hand under your loose t-shirt and gave your side a tickle, making you squirm.

“Nothing. I don't know what you’re talking about.” You shrugged your shoulders, trying your best to sound clueless. Leon exhaled a soft laugh, “Alright, if that's what you say.” A brief silence fell between the two of you, the CD still quietly playing in the background. Leon got up and took for his sweatpants that were thrown on the floor earlier, putting them back on before settling back to his previous spot on the bed.

“... Can I return the favor tonight?” Leon’s raspy voice broke the silence, clearly trying to seduce you, but making your whole body freeze instead. Leon felt it too. He sat up and took your face between his palms, his eyebrows furrowed. “Why won’t you let me? What’s wrong?” he asked firmly as you tried to shy away from his intense stare, looking everywhere but at him.

“It’s just… I don’t know”, you struggled to find the words, they felt stuck in your throat. Leon huffed at your response, removing his hands from your face and folded them in front of his chest. “Look, I don’t want to pressure you, but I wanna know why. At first I thought you were being shy, which was kinda cute, but it’s been months! Is there someone else? What’s this about, huh?” You were caught off guard by the frustration growing in his voice. It made you want to cry. 

“What the hell? You think I’d cheat on you? I just…  I’m sorry”, was all you could get out of your mouth before you broke down in tears. Your reaction made Leon instantly regret the way he spoke to you, he didn’t mean to come off so harsh.

“Baby baby baby baby, hey, no”, he cooed, carefully rubbing his hand up and down your back as you buried your face in your hands. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to snap at you like that, I’ve just been worried out of my damn mind, trying to figure out why you won't let me touch you – and it’s fine if you don’t wanna, I’ll respect that, but do you think you could tell me the reason? Have I done something wrong?”

You felt awful for making Leon feel that way and lifted your head up from your palms, sniffling twice before speaking, “No, love, you haven’t done anything wrong, I swear. I’m sorry for making you feel so doubtful, I should’ve realised” Leon gave you a nod, urging you to speak while silently letting you know that it’s okay. 

“The reason why I haven’t let you touch me is because of my past experiences”, You began explaining, your voice still a bit shaky, but the feeling of Leon’s fingers tracing mindless patterns on your back helped you feel grounded. He waited patiently for you to continue speaking, letting you take your time.

“So um, I’ve told you about my ex boyfriend before. But I haven’t told you that he didn’t make me come once. He didn’t even bother. Sex was always something he did to me, rather than with me. When he finished, it stopped there. If I asked him to do something to me, it started off promising, but he always stopped halfway because it was too much work. Sometimes he was too rough, or mocked the way I looked. I began feeling ashamed and gross, like I didn’t deserve to be on the receiving end at all. I felt used”

Tears began flooding your eyes again. It felt good to open up to Leon, like a weight had been lifted off your chest, but on the other hand the vivid memories of your past made you feel uneasy. “I just don’t wanna be a burden to you. I don't know how I’m gonna get these thoughts out of my head. I want you, Leon, I really do, but I feel so ashamed”, you sobbed, slightly shifting yourself on the bed so you could bury your face in the crook of Leon’s neck. He slowly brought his hands around you, stunned by your confession. He wasn’t expecting that at all.

“I’m so sorry to hear that angel, fuck your damn ex, seriously. You’re not a burden. I’m sorry he’s made you feel that way. I’ll help you overcome those nasty thoughts, yeah? I’ll show you how a real man is supposed to treat his lady. We’ll go at your pace, there’s no rush.” 

You nodded, happy with his offer. Despite your little outburst, you were still feeling riled up from blowing Leon earlier. You felt heat creeping up your neck at the thoughts you were about to speak into existence, “Could we start like right now?”

Leon leaned back to get a good look at you, his eyebrows raising in surprise, “Really? Are you sure? I need you to understand that I won’t be mad if you wanna take things slow, this is about you, not m-” His speech got interrupted as you placed your hand on his mouth to shush him. “I know what I asked for. I’ve held back for so long, you have no idea”, you looked at him with glossy, pleading eyes. Leon faintly nodded, your hand revealing a small smile on his face as you removed it from his mouth. 

“Alright, I better get to work. Do you want me to use my mouth, or my hands?”

“Mouth, please”, you blurted out a bit too quickly for your liking. Leon pressed a quick kiss on your cheek, amused at the way you got so flustered by your own words. “Okay. I need you to lie back for me first.” 

You did as told and lay down on the bed, your neck supported by a thick, soft pillow. Leon was kneeling by your feet, waiting for you to get comfortable. “Good job. Now you gotta open your legs for me, dreamgirl.” His little praises and pet names made you want to whine, but you began obediently parting your legs for Leon to settle in between.

Leon began planting soft kisses around your legs, all the way from your calves to your inner thighs, each one landing higher than the last. You felt his breath through the thin fabric of your panties, since you were only wearing a loose t-shirt without any shorts. The sensation made your breath hitch. Leon lifted your shirt up to fully reveal your pretty panties to him. He began trailing his index fingers along the waistband.

“Relax, baby. You’re all tense. Sure you want me to keep going?” His hands slowed to a stop, waiting for your confirmation. You lifted your head from the pillows and assured Leon that the last thing you wanted him to do was stop. Leon dipped his head back down and pressed a tender kiss to your pussy through your underwear. The material being thoroughly soaked against his lips surprised Leon. He took a closer look, only now noticing the darker patch on the black fabric. It made the front of his sweatpants tighten.

“Fuck, so eager for me, my beautiful girl… lift your hips a little,” He commanded, then hooked two fingers under the waistband and slid them off, tucking them into the pocket of his sweats, instead of discarding them to the floor. You didn’t expect that. But boy, did it turn you on! 

“Look at her, so pretty. And so wet for me, shit, been dreaming about this for so long, been dreaming about you every night, baby” Leon muttered partly to himself, as he took in the sight of your bare pussy in front of him. He wrapped his arms around your thighs to hold you in place and leaned in, giving your glistening folds an experimental lick. It felt even better than you’d imagined. “More, Leon” you gasped, “please keep going”

Without wasting any time on speaking, Leon answered your plea by attaching his lips to your aching clit, giving it a suck. You knew you’d be embarrassed afterwards by the sound that came out of you, but right now you were too lost in pleasure to be worrying about that.

Leon gave your clit long sucks, little kitten licks, ran his tongue along your slit and even dipped the tip of his tongue inside you to see what you liked best. Your little moans and whines were like music to his ears, his pants becoming uncomfortably tight with each sound that fell from your lips. He began to subtly grind his hips against the mattress, he was so hard it hurt.

He figured you liked him sucking and swirling his tongue around your clit best. He looked up at you, wanting to see your pretty face, but your head was resting on the pillow, eyes squeezed shut. He detached his lips from your swollen bud and whispered, slightly out of breath, “Look at me, dollface. I wanna see you”  

You reluctantly lifted your head to meet his ice blue irises that were already staring at you. As much as you liked the thought of holding eye contact, it was too much for you right now. You shielded your face from his intense gaze by burying it in your hands and letting your head fall back on the pillow. 

“Aw, my poor baby. Is it too much? Don’t be embarrassed, it’s just me” Leon cooed, still trying to get you to look at him. The only response he got from you was a repressed whine and a shake of your head, your face still buried in your hands.

“Hey, you don’t have to look at me if you don’t wanna. Don’t get upset, baby. I’m just teasing you”, he hummed softly and dove back between your legs. Soon he felt your fingers travelling to his hair, gripping and pulling on the dark blonde strands. It hurt, but in an oddly good way, so Leon didn’t complain. 

The way the tip of his nose rubbed against your clit when he slid his tongue inside you was heavenly, the combined sensations making your legs shake. “Mmh, Le- Leon I’m so close”, you whimpered and tightened your grip on his hair, pushing his face even closer to your pussy. 

“Good girl, make a mess on my face, c’mon. I’ve got you.” Leon purred. It took you a moment to figure out what he said, the sound obviously muffled due to his face being buried deep between your shaky thighs. The second you fully registered his words, you came hard.

Leon kept sucking on your clit, helping you ride out your orgasm and stopped once you tried to instinctively pull your hips away from him from overstimulation. He carefully licked up all of your juices, not wanting to miss a single drop. He let go of your legs and crawled up to press a kiss to your slightly sweaty forehead.

“Are you okay, sweetheart? You did so good for me, 'm so proud. I’ll get you some water”, Leon spoke tenderly and rolled over to reach for your water bottle on the bedside table as you could only nod at him, still feeling quite dazed.

That’s when you noticed it – a dark patch on the front of his gray sweats. Is that really what you think it is?

“Leon, did you seriously come? Just from that?” you blurted out without thinking, you were too astonished. Leon turned back to you and handed you the water bottle, then glanced down at his crotch, his cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink. He didn’t think you’d notice it that fast. “Uhh, I guess I did. I couldn’t help it, I’m sorry” He awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, suddenly not knowing what to say. Now it was his turn to feel exposed.

You shook your head and placed the water bottle down after taking a big, refreshing sip. “Don’t you dare apologize. That’s so fucking sexy. I think I just discovered something new about myself. You better start keeping a change of clothes with you every time you hang out with me.” You winked at him and shifted your position to kiss him – tasting yourself on his tongue. Leon pulled back briefly, his lips twisted into a smug smile, “Is that so?”

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i need need need to be held by rookie leon NOW i need him to stroke my hair while we're both shirtless lying in bed with our legs all tangled

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i'd probably ship ada and leon if i was normal about him because i think their dynamic is interesting and all that but i literally get sick to my stomach seeing leon with a woman i need to have him all to myself sorry

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Burning desire

leon kennedy x fem!reader. smut. words: 3,5k reader has from ovulation cramps, needy reader, leon saving the day, dry humping, fingering, missionary, protected sex, leon trying to be funny, badly written smut im sorry, lowkey self-indulgent, this probably has grammar errors or sentences that dont make sense lol

a/n shoutout to those who suffer from ovulation cramps i see you girlies!! this is my first time writing smut like this whoops i hope its good enough (≖⩊≖)

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Ovulation was supposed to be all sunshine and rainbows – but that wasn’t exactly the case for you. The egg leaving your ovaries decides to announce its departure with a sharp pain to the right side of your lower abdomen. Thankfully the pain was way less intense than your period cramps, but still bad enough to bother you.

With rain pattering harshly against the windows of your and Leon’s shared home, you curled up on the couch and tried to desperately wrap the soft blanket around yourself as tightly as possible. It smelt faintly of Leon. You buried your nose against the fluffy fabric and took an impossibly big inhale in an attempt to fill your lungs with the comforting scent. 

You could not wait any longer for Leon to get back from work. What could be taking him so long? It was a Friday evening, usually he was already home by this time. 

You were getting impossibly needy. The throbbing between your thighs along the sharp, precise pain in your abdomen refusing to go away. The soft sounds of your breaths were getting shorter and quicker. The cool brightness of your phone screen lit up your face in the dim livingroom, as you took your phone from the cushion next to you and texted Leon. 

Where are you??? You better have a damn good reason┃

Your intense typing was suddenly interrupted by a drop of water falling on the phone screen. Was the rain leaking through the ceiling? 

Nope! A couple tears of frustration were slowly rolling down your warm cheeks. Oh come on, so embarrassing! A grown woman crying out of pure neediness for a man… 

Before you could mentally beat yourself up further for being so overly emotional, you heard the lock on the front door click open. You launched yourself up from your previous spot at the speed of a rocketship, the tears long forgotten.

The sight you were met with in the hallway nearly made you fall onto your knees. Leon Kennedy standing tall, his back towards you. Hair a shade darker than normal, being damp from the intense rain. Shiny leather jacket hugging his buff arms perfectly. Damp jeans clinging onto the mass of his thighs. 

As soon as the heavy boots were off of Leon's feet and put neatly on the shoe rack to dry, he turned to face you. Giving him no time to settle, you jumped on him and started peppering his face with aggressive kisses, the rough stubble on his jaw tickling your lips. You weren’t sure if you wanted to slap or kiss him, but chose to go with the latter. 

“Hmf … well hello to you too!” Leon muffled against your mouth as your lips moved from his jaw to his lips, not bothering to push you away from him. “Shhhh…” You pulled back briefly  to shush him by pressing your palm against his mouth. “Don’t.., just don’t”, you shook your head and dove back in eagerly. 

Leon felt your hands travelling up his arms and finally settling around his neck. You shifted your hands to the back of his head and tugged at his damp hair, earning a muffled grunt from him.

Finally you pulled back. Partially because you were still angry with him for coming home so late and wanted some answers, but partially because you felt like you’d just run a marathon. 

Your eyes met his icy blue irises, and you had to stay seriously strong to not completely melt under his intense, yet soft gaze.

 “So… what took you so long? Y’know, I’ve been waiting for you literally forrreeeever! I’m seriously mad at you, Leon”, you took a step back and crossed your arms in front of your chest defensively. Just maybe using them to push your boobs together. No comment. 

Leon raised his eyebrows at you, “You didn’t seem mad”. He then huffed in amusement, tried (and failed) to stop a smug grin from spreading on his face, “maybe I should make you mad more often if I get greeted with this much passion”

He quickly noticed that you weren’t as amused as he was. To be fair, he did owe you an explanation. It wasn’t right to keep you waiting all alone for an unknown reason. He took your hands into his and held them so impossibly gently, like you were made of porcelain. 

“You know, I left work around the same time I normally do, but as I was driving I noticed this little girl, like eight years old at most, on the sidewalk all alone. She looked upset and was standing in the pouring rain without an umbrella. So, I pulled over and asked if she was alright”, 

You lifted your eyes away from Leon’s hands holding yours and shot him a curious look, silently urging him to keep telling the story. “She told me that she missed her bus, and her phone was out of battery. I asked her if she knew where her parents worked so I could maybe drop her off there. I didn’t want to appear too intrusive by straight up asking her home address,” Leon chuckled dryly, “...thankfully, she knew that her mother works at the library. I gave her – Hailey, that’s her name – a ride there, and we went in together to find her mom. She seemed very thankful I brought Hailey to her safe”

You almost teared up at the heartwarming story, but there was a way stronger feeling inside you that you couldn’t push aside. It most definitely had something to do with the sharp pain still reminding you of its existence in your abdomen. You unconsciously pressed your thighs together tightly. The image in your head of Leon taking care of a lost kid had you feeling like you needed to give him his own child right here, right now. Wait, whoa. What’s gotten into you – hell, you’re not sure you even want kids!

Leon was starting to grow worried at your sudden quietness and detached his hands from yours to lift your chin up with his index finger, “...You okay?” He asked carefully, trying to read your mysterious expression. 

Finally you opened your mouth to speak your mind, your words escaping from your lips much more loudly than you intended, making Leon almost flinch in surprise, “Fuck, Leon! I’ve been sitting here all day waiting for you – feeling like my ovaries are about to burst, trying to stay at least somewhat sane, and you come in here looking all wet and sexy, telling me how you helped some random girl find her mommy, proving how incredibly caring you are! Can your stupidly handsome head even begin to grasp how attractive that is?” 

You grip him by the collar of his leather jacket and attempt to shake him back and forth dramatically. He lifted his arms above his head in surrender, “Sorry! … Or something? Are you mad at me or not?”, he looked down at you helplessly, confusion now very clear on his face. 

“I’m about to be, if I don’t see you in the bedroom with your shirt off in two minutes”, you release your grip on the rough fabric of his jacket. His eyes widened at your sharp order and he hurriedly took the upmost garment off. You watch him with a pleased smile as he jogged to the bathroom to wash his hands. You almost find yourself too pleased with the way he takes care of his hygiene, before realising that washing your hands is quite literally the bare minimum. You scoff at your ovulation-induced thoughts and make your way to the bedroom.

You removed your cozy loungewear outfit, tossing the clothes mindlessly onto the floor. You’ll fold them away later. Your dark lacy bra held your breasts gracefully, the fabric matching with your panties. You’ve been waiting for this all day long, of course you came prepared. 

After like a minute, Leon showed up to the bedroom, shirtless, like you asked. Just on time, took him under two minutes. Perfect. 

The sight in front of Leon made him dizzy. Was it just his imagination playing tricks on him, or did you really have a glowing aura around you, like an angel? You were seated on the edge of the firm mattress, fluttering your lashes at him, legs crossed on top of each other. Leaning back on your elbows with a subtle arch to your back to emphasize the curve of your boobs.

“Sit.”, You signaled him to get onto the bed with you and go lean against the bedframe. He obeyed with a quick nod of his head. You fluff the pillows behind his back to make him more comfortable. He flashed you a soft smile. Before Leon had the chance to ask what happens next, you moved on top of him to straddle his lap. 

“I’ve been wanting to do this since I woke up this morning”, you confessed and planted a hand on Leon’s chest to lean forward, then cup his cheek with the other. You felt him nuzzle his head against your warm touch. “I’ve been dreaming of you all day” You began pressing slow, affectionate kisses around Leon’s face and whispering praise between each peck

“Your face, your nose, your lips”, a kiss to his forehead. “your arms, your abs”, to his temple. “your back, your thighs and especially your cock”, you finished your attack of kisses by meeting his lips. He whimpered into the kiss, embarrassingly flustered at your praise. You didn’t mind that at all.

“Have you been aching all day, hmm? Want me to make it better?”, Leon didn’t let you answer before whining, “please let me make it better, please baby I’ll be so good to you”

Now it's your turn to get flustered. You loved to hear Leon begging for you – who wouldn’t? 

You only got yourself to nod at his pleas, words getting stuck in your throat. You changed your position, sitting directly on top of the tent that had formed on Leon’s jeans. You’d have him take them off soon, but you had to tease him first. You just couldn’t help yourself. It was almost better than the actual sex.

Speaking of teasing, you began sloooowly rocking your hips back and forth, the sensation emitting satisfied gasps from the both of you. The rough denim felt incredible against your aching clit through your thin panties.

Leon’s big hands found your hips and he pressed you down to gain more friction as you kept moving against him at a steady pace. Soon, his breaths became quicker and more shallow, the very tips of his ears turning pink. You dove in and kissed him deeply to hide the mischievous grin spreading on your face. You knew he was getting close already. 

Like clockwork, Leon let out a pathetic groan and pulled back from the kiss, looking at you all glassy-eyed, “waitwaitwait, angel, fuck – slow down” he swallowed thickly before shyly admitting, “you gotta stop, or I … won’t last long”

You wanted to mess with him, you really did, but chose to save it for another time. You were too impatient today and swallowed your pride. “Oh yeah?”, you nodded at him and steadied yourself by planting your hands against the mattress on either side of Leon’s head, lifting your hips. 

Your action uncovered a wet patch that had formed on the front of Leon’s jeans, mostly from your own arousal. Neither of you said anything about it, but it definitely didn’t go unnoticed. “Take your pants off, then”, you stated firmly, moving on from the mouth-watering sight under you.

Leon’s shaky hands fumbled with his belt for a few seconds, which felt like hours, before he got to the zipper and slid his dark jeans down to his calves – the fabric still being a bit damp here and there from the earlier rain making the task more challenging – then kicking them off to the floor somewhere near the pile that consisted of the rest of your discarded clothes. 

You got up on your knees, with your legs still caging Leon’s body between them. You had to pause for a brief moment to admire the man. You literally felt your mouth watering.

Leon swore he could see the gears in your head shifting right before you plopped down to lie next to him. He couldn’t resist your plump, glistening lips and pulled you in for another heated kiss. His dick was painfully hard at this point, causing helpless grunts and moans to arise from his throat.

“Mmh, please, Leeeon”, you whined into the kiss. He cocked a brow at you, “Please what? I need you to be more specific, honey” You hated having to directly tell him what you needed, it made you impossibly shy for some reason. “Need- I need your fingers, Leon …”, you trailed off and tried shying away from him by burying your face into the crook of nis neck. You heard him chuckle at your sudden shyness and felt a hand petting your hair comfortingly.

“Your wish is my command”, he exclaimed proudly, making you bite back a laugh. What a charmer. Without wasting any more time, Leon propped himself up on one elbow, his other hand sliding down your stomach, until it reached your panties and slipped right underneath.

You closed your eyes and tilted your head back against the fluffy pillows, feeling him run two hands along your folds, his thumb rubbing steady circles on your clit. “No, open your eyes. You gotta look”, Leon whispered firmly as he planted an encouraging kiss on your temple. You reluctantly opened your eyes and glanced down, the sight of his hand moving under your flimsy panties caused you to shiver all over.

“You are so wet! I’m afraid my hand is about to drown. An emergency snorkel would’ve come in handy! All this for me?”, you rolled your eyes at Leon’s teasing but nodded your head anyway, too focused on feeling his fingers prodding at your entrance to actually register what he said. “Uh-huh, yeah, what- whatever” 

Just as you were about to grip his wrist and shove his fingers inside yourself, he slid the two digits in with ease. You almost got worried he might be able to read your mind. Or maybe the frustrated huffs falling from your lips gave him a hint of what you wanted.

He started rather slow, but quickly increased the pace. A lewd squelching filling the otherwise quiet atmosphere of the bedroom. “Is this okay?” Leon asked to ensure giving you exactly what you needed. “Mmhf, yea … just– could you go a bit harder, please?”

And he did exactly that. Keeping the pace at least somewhat the same as before, now plunging into you at an increased force. You were seeing stars.

You tangled your fingers with the hairs on the back of Leon's head, tugging and pulling, while gripping the cotton sheet with your other hand. You gave Leon’s head a push to get his lips on yours. You took his bottom lip between your teeth and gave it a few experimental nibbles, making him moan softly into your mouth. Success!

Your walls began clamping around Leon’s fingers, so he began coaxing you over the finish line, “C’mon make a mess on my hand, will you?” your kisses got gradually weaker as the euphoric feeling of pure bliss finally washed over you. You had to pull away to catch your breath. That was surprisingly intense - not that you were complaining. You felt Leon retract his fingers out of you, frowning at the sudden emptiness.

He casually sucked your juices off of his two fingers. Hot. Then turned to look at you with half-lidded eyes, his gaze laced with worry, “Did that make your cramps better at all? Does it still hurt?”

Oh. Right – the cramps. The sharp, mean pain had completely slipped from your mind as soon as you got Leon all to yourself. Now that you really paid attention to it, there was a faint ache left. It wasn't anywhere near as bad as before. Apparently sex doesn’t only help with period cramps, but ovulation cramps too. Is that really how it works, or is it just the effect Leon has on you? You're not sure.

You clear your throat before answering his question, “Yes, it actually helped. The ache is still there, but it’s just lingering. Doesn’t hurt like it did before.” Leon sighed in relief and sat up to run his fingers through his hair. “That doesn’t mean I'm done with you, though” you smirk and pull him on top of you.

“I like the sound of that”, he smiles and cages you between his arms. You glance down between your bodies, signaling him to remove his boxers. He also slides your panties down your legs in a swift motion while he’s at it. 

Then, to your surprise, he leans over to the side and grabs a condom from the top drawer of his bedside table. You reach up to hold his hair back, away from his eyes as he returns to hover over you. 

He raises his brows at your doubtful expression, “What? Did you wanna go raw?” He tilts his head as you shyly nod, avoiding eye contact.

He sighs. “Baby, we really should use protection, especially during this time of your cycle”, gently stroking your cheek with his calloused thumb. “I don’t want you spiraling over a pregnancy scare again. It’s not worth it, and you know that.”

“I don’t need a sex ed from you! I know how my cycle works” You buried your face into your hands and groaned like a teenager getting scolded. You knew he was right – it would be stupidly irresponsible to not use protection. And you’ve already had a couple pregnancy scares in the past. It was not fun. At all.

“I’m not trying to give you a sex ed, honey-” he was cut off when you tore the condom from his hold and ripped the packaging open with your teeth.

“I know, you’re just looking out for me and I appreciate that, but I can’t bring myself to really care right now – fuck, whatever, put this thing on and just get to it, Leon!”

He looked at you momentarily, pupils blown wide at your burst of passion, “Yes, ma’am”

Leon rolled the rubber onto his throbbing length. He glided the tip along your glistening folds, gathering wetness, before aligning himself to your entrance. “Open your legs a little wider, sweetheart. Can you do that for me?”

You quickly opened your legs as wide as you comfortably could, and then felt him slide himself inside you, inch by inch.

The stretch was heavenly. Leon wasn’t huge, but fairly big, for sure. At least the biggest you’ve seen. You wrapped your legs around Leon’s waist to keep him as close as possible as he started moving his hips, thrusting in and out of you slowly. “Leon … fa- faster, please”, you begged, and he delivered.

“You feel so big inside me”, you gasped softly and pulled him in for a kiss. “My perfect Leon… I love you”, After Leon retracted his tongue from down your throat, he slurred, seemingly out of breath, “I love you too. You feel ssooo good, like you were made specifically for me”

Leon’s hand made its way down between your bodies to play with your clit. After a minute you felt the familiar warm tension coiling fast in your belly, and without warning, it snapped. Your walls spasmed around Leon’s girth rhythmically as you whined in pleasure, making his thrusts uncoordinated and sloppy. Leon pressed a hand to your lower stomach to hold you still, and to feel himself moving inside you. With the way you were squeezing him, it only took a couple more thrusts for Leon to release long, thick strings of cum inside the condom.

He collapsed on top of you, trying to catch his breath. You wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead and cradled the back of his head as he rested it against your plump boobs. You realized that you were still wearing the lacy bra, but it didn’t matter. It was really pretty and made you feel confident.

After coming down from his high, Leon slowly and carefully pulled out of you, tossing the condom into a bin in the corner. Then turning back to you again, taking in your flustered face. “Are you okay? Want me to get you some water? Run a bath?” He asked and rubbed your thigh soothingly. 

You thought for a while and then smiled, “A bath would be nice” Leon smirked and scooped you up into his arms, carrying you towards the bathroom bridal style, “But only if you join me”

Leon glanced down at you and chuckled mischievously “Took the words right out of my mouth”

[almaattack]

sweet like candy

di!leon kennedy x fem!reader. word count: 1,1k reader gets a manicure, fingers in mouth, biting, suggestive, dry humping if you squint, english is not my first language

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You closed the front door behind you as you stepped inside your house. You had done some shopping since you had been in a desperate need for a new pair of shoes, your old ones nearly falling apart at this point. Since you were going to the mall anyway, your dear boyfriend Leon had insisted you treat yourself properly, so he promised to pay for your manicure. 

“You’ve been working so hard lately. You absolutely deserve it. Don’t worry about the cost, the only thing you should be worrying about is not being able to choose which color you want. Go all in and get something real pretty, yeah?”  His deep, reassuring voice echoed in your head as you brought your hands up to properly admire your fresh set of nails. You really had gone all in. You couldn’t even believe the nails on your fingers were yours, you had only dreamt of having such nails. Usually you had gone for a more basic or practical design, but you weren’t so sure if you’d want to ever go back from these. You smiled at yourself and began looking for Leon, excited to show him. 

After searching the whole house with no sight of Leon, you headed to the garage. Of course. He must be working on his bike, and there he was. You quietly opened the side door and were met with the sight of Leon kneeling in front of his black motorbike, wearing dark gray jeans that fit him a bit too well, and a dark blue leather jacket. His hair was a bit of a mess, he must’ve been running his fingers through it to stop it from falling in his eyes while simultaneously trying to not let the oil on his fingers transfer to the dark strands.

He didn’t seem to notice your presence, so you approached him slowly, wanting to really surprise him. When you got close enough, you leaned down at his crouching form and snaked your hands along his shoulders, then around his neck. “Hi, handsome. What’re you up to?” You asked in a teasing tone, scratching the sides of his neck lightly. It sent a shiver down his spine. “Whoa, didn’t see you coming in”, he let out a breathy chuckle. “How was the mall? Found everything you needed?” He turned his head to look at you behind him. You noticed a small streak of black on his left cheek, probably oil or something. Cute. 

You snapped out of your thoughts and hummed in approval to answer his question and then straightened your arms in front of him to show off your nails.

Leon let out a low whistle, “Wow! They look beautiful, angel. How’d you even come up with a design like this?” You giggled warmly at his response and shrugged your shoulders, “I’m a professional designer and my nail tech is the reincarnation of da Vinci.” He smiled and mumbled a quiet “clearly”, but couldn’t tear his eyes away from your fingers. The color of the nails looked phenomenal against your skin tone. Their shape made your fingers look rather yummy. Leon licked his lips and spoke in a raspy voice, the words coming out quieter than he intended, “They look tasty, like candy.” His comment made you get an idea that had you feeling butterflies in your stomach.

You wasted no time and brought your left hand to Leon’s face to cup his cheek. “Open up, honey”, you whispered into his ear. Asking no questions, he parted his lips to let you slide two fingers into his warm mouth. You felt him swirl his tongue around the digits. Then a slight suck. A gentle bite. Oh fuck. You felt the pressure between your thighs increase embarrassingly fast. 

Leon was still in his crouching position, so you easily leaned more of your weight against his broad shoulders, feeling like your knees could give out at any moment. Leon felt your breasts and the additional weight against himself and fought back a smirk. “Hm, fuck, taste like candy too”, he mumbled to tease you even more, his mouth still around your fingers. You tried to slip them out of his mouth, but he was quicker than you and pressed his teeth together, your fingers stuck between his front teeth and his glistening, plump lips. What a sight. 

Without warning, Leon let your fingers go and stoop up. You hurriedly wrapped your arms around his neck since your feet didn’t quite reach the ground as you clung onto his shoulders. You were caught totally off guard and squealed, “Holy shit, Leon!” He laughed in amusement and leaned backwards so you could get back on your feet. You let go of his shoulders and he turned around to face you. He planted his big hands on your hips and lifted you to sit on his bike. You shifted a bit, and Leon came to stand in between your legs. You leaned slightly forward and tried to carefully wipe the dark smudge still on his left cheek. You almost got it off. “Jeez. You’re all dirty”, you scoffed playfully, but couldn’t stop a smile from spreading on your face as you checked him out, “My handsome mechanic boyfriend. So sexy. Oh no, my car broke down in the middle of the road, what will I do now? I wish I had someone to help me!” You teased in an overdramatic voice with an arm over your forehead, earning a breathy giggle from Leon.

You looked deeply into each other's eyes for a short moment, until Leon leaned in to close the gap between you two and kissed you hungrily. You rested your hands against his firm chest and started to slide them down until you reached the hem of his shirt, slipping your hands underneath. You moved your hands up and down over his stomach, lightly scratching with the tips of your nails. You swear you felt him shiver at the sensation. You could feel the dampness in your panties increasing with every kiss and every subtle groan that escaped Leon’s lips. You removed your hands from underneath his shirt and slid them lower – agonizingly slow – and finally began palming the prominent bulge in his dark jeans. Leon’s hips twitched forward and he whimpered in your mouth. “Oh, fuck!” You pulled back to catch your breath, but kept your hand firmly pressed against Leon’s crotch, giving it a few teasing squeezes through the rough fabric. Leon closed his eyes briefly to compose himself. When his eyes met yours again, he tilted his head to the side with a curious look on his face, “You look like you wanna say something. What’s on your mind, princess?” You released a deep breath and leaned in to press a quick peck to the corner of Leon’s lips before whispering, “Wanna see how these nails look around your cock?”

a/n i need di leon so bad. words cannot describe my need for this man bruh😭

[almaattack]

In the heat of the night

leon kennedy x afab!reader. word count: 1,1k established relationship, fluff, but kinda suggestive idek???, titties, leon gets jealous of an oat pillow (heating pad?), lowkey pathetic leon, no y/n used, badly written sorry i tried

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You'd had an incredibly rough week, mentally and physically. You were trying to relax in your bed, as you had just finished moving in with Leon. And when in itself that's only a positive thing and you were beyond happy, moving is always tough. Having to pack and then again unpack all your belongings, making sure you didn't forget anything behind. And on top of everything, having to carry the heavy boxes sure takes a toll on you. You could've saved yourself some trouble by hiring some company to do the actual moving for you, but Leon had insisted you'd be just fine doing it yourselves.

"There's no point in spending money on that. I'll help you carry everything. That's what I'm here for." You recalled Leon's voice and his smug grin in your head as you tried massaging the sore muscle in your armpit, the pain radiating to your collarbone and to your breast,  scrunching your face in discomfort. You weren’t even aware it was possible to strain a muscle in your goddamn armpit, let alone your breast! You're pretty sure you strained the muscle while lifting a box heavier than a full grown horse. Secretly, you blamed Leon for it. If he hadn't been so stubborn about doing all the moving yourselves, you wouldn't be having trouble simply moving your arm.

A long sigh left your lips as you sat up and lifted your arms above your head in an attempt to stretch away the soreness. When you straightened your spine to finish the stretch, your eyes caught the pink pillow on the floor, next to your bed. Your heating oat pillow. A small smile appeared on your face, you had the perfect plan to mess with Leon.

You quickly hopped out of bed and grabbed the flabby pillow. You made your way to the kitchen, smiling to yourself as you saw Leon putting the last plate from the big cardboard box to your brand new cupboard. You quietly approached him from behind and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. "Hi", you whispered sweetly in his ear, "you ready to come to bed?" Leon turned around to face you with a proud smile. "Sure. Just put the very last plate in its place." You got on your tippy toes and gave a soft peck to his lips. You noticed a fair blush appearing on Leon's cheeks, but you decided not to say anything about it. He got flustered so easily, it was honestly adorable. "Perfect, I'm just gonna warm this up." You glanced down at the oat pillow in your hand, "You go ahead and get comfortable, okay?" Leon gave you a small nod, knowing you liked to use the heated pillow for soreness in your neck and shoulders sometimes, and softly pat the top of your head as he walked past you towards your shared bedroom.

You slid between the fresh sheets next to Leon, who looked surprisingly concentrated on the book he was reading. You decided to take advantage of his lack of attention on you, and slowly slid down the straps of your flimsy tank top and lowered the fabric just enough for it to still cover your nipples. You put the warm pillow over your breast and let out an exaggerated sigh, which grabbed Leon's attention, just like you hoped it would, and he lifted his gaze from the book, doing a double take at you. "Wait, huh?" Leon quickly set the book down on his bedside table and leaned back towards you and squinted his eyes, like he wasn't sure he was seeing right. "What's that for?" He gestured at the pillow radiating its warmth across the sore muscles in your chest. “Oh, my oat pillow? It’s for the pain I’m experiencing from lifting those heavy ass boxes, Leon.” You roll your eyes at him, trying to sound casual, but fighting to hold back a smirk. Leon shamelessly stares at your tits for a second before lifting his gaze to meet your eyes. Looking like a kicked puppy, eyebrows furrowed in confusion and hurt. “You know I could’ve happily done that for you, right? What do you even need that pillow for when I’m right here?” He reaches to take the pillow, but you swat his hand away. “Nuh-uh. That pillow is staying right where it is. You’ve lost your boob privileges. Sorry.” You can’t help but notice the confused frown on Leon’s face deepening. “My what? Why?” You shake your head slightly and let out a deep breath. “Maybe, if you would’ve just listened to me and let me hire someone to move the boxes for us so I wouldn’t have had to contribute to that, you could have your hands on me right now.” At this point, you can’t help but let out a giggle at the situation, “Are you seriously jealous of an oat pillow, Leon?”

He looks into your eyes for a second before suddenly crawling over you to get on his knees on the floor on your side of the bed, his expression comically serious, “I’m sorry for being stubborn, truly, I didn’t think the boxes would get so heavy. I’m so sorry, baby, please I’ll give you a massage and all. Whatever you want, ‘s not fair. It's my fault you’re in pain, let me make you feel better” You shrug your shoulders and try to look nonchalant, but as he takes your hand and presses a kiss against each of your knuckles, you can’t help but feel your cheeks getting warm. You take in the sight of Leon on his knees on the floor, looking at you through his unfairly thick lashes. “You’re that eager to touch me? I mean…” You sigh in defeat but turn to meet Leon’s eyes again, flashing him a bright smile “it’d be stupid of me to refuse a massage, wouldn’t it? Come here and get to work then, handsome” You intertwine your fingers with his and tug him towards you. He nearly jumps back on the bed and settles to lean against the pillows, gesturing to you to sit between his legs. You obey and shift to lean your back against his muscular chest, feeling his hands come up your arms immediately, sending a shiver down your spine at the gentle touch of his fingertips. Slowly, his hands find their way to your tits. They push your tank top further down, leaving nothing to the imagination. “So pretty”, he whispers against your ear as he begins to gently knead the sore muscle. “That feel okay?” You let out a satisfied hum, feeling the tension slowly dissolve. “Mhm, so good… thanks, Lee” He smiles at the nickname and gently kisses your temple. “Am I forgiven?” You turn your head back to look at him with a spark in your eye, “for now, if you keep going. Or I might change my mind.” He gives you a gentle squeeze and lets out a low hum “I’ve got all night, baby”

a/n hi this is the first time i've ever written anything like this as you can tell lol i just had this idea in my head and had to get it out even though this didn't turn out exactly the way i wanted but you gotta start somewhere i guess💁‍♀️

[nemesiswitch]

we don’t have that color ✦ leon kennedy

summary: You come home and surprise Leon with a cat while trying to convince him that you need one more.

pairing: leon!re9 x fem!reader note: I love cats, I don’t trust people who don’t like cats! warnings: None, just a person obsessed with cats. ✹ English isn’t my first language (I’m still learning), so if you spot any mistakes, please let me know nicely

🔮leon kennedy masterlist

Leon was focused on the paperwork spread across the table; the last thing he wanted right now was to delay the reports yet again.

He glanced at his watch, frowning at the time. You should have been home fifteen minutes ago—a fact that already had him worried. You didn't usually run late; you always left work on time, and if you knew you’d be delayed, you’d send him a message to let him know.

But today, you hadn't said a word—not even a phone call.

A noise followed by a meow caught his attention; a chubby yellow cat had jumped onto the dining table. Leon stared sternly at the cat, and it simply stared back with pleading eyes.

“What do you want?” he asked, picking up the chubby cat and setting it back on the floor. “Don't look at me like that; you’ve already eaten your food. And everyone else’s, too.”

The cat paid no mind to what Leon said and kept meowing even louder. Leon turned back to the papers on the table, ignoring the cat's desperate cries.

Undeterred, the cat began rubbing its head against Leon’s leg and purring loudly. Leon took a deep breath, summoning all his self-control in the face of the feline's persistence.

“You aren't getting anything out of me,” Leon grumbled at the cat—and unexpectedly, the feline sank its teeth into his shin. Startled, Leon jerked his leg up so fast that he forgot about the table and banged his knee against it. “Shit!”

Leon was on the verge of another ridiculous squabble with the cat when all the papers on the table tumbled to the floor. He turned his attention back to the table to find yet another cat—this one with white fur—sitting there and staring at him.

“You guys are going to be the death of me one of these days.” Leon got up from his chair to grab the papers, and once again, another cat, this time a Siamese, wound itself around his arm, making it difficult to pick them up. He took a deep breath and tried to gently push the cat away, but without success.

After a struggle with one cat craving attention and a fat one meowing for more food, he finally managed to gather the papers and finish the accumulated paperwork—just as the front door opened and slammed shut.

Leon called out your name but received no immediate answer; worry began to take hold, and he quickly moved toward the entryway.

When he arrived, he found you standing with your back to him, slightly hunched over. A thousand thoughts raced through his mind—had you been hurt on your way home from work, or had something even worse happened?

He stepped closer, stopping just a few inches away. "Honey?"

You straightened up and turned your head to look at him, smiling nervously as you took a deep breath. “Hi Leon, I’m home.” Your voice was quiet; he could tell you were nervous. Leon was certain something had happened.

“Is everything okay?” he asked, restraining himself from stepping closer to check you over inch by inch. “You’re late today.”

You turned fully toward him, and to his relief, there was no blood on you. You were clutching your coat close to your body; you tried to act casual, but Leon knew how to read you perfectly.

“What do you have there?”

“Nothing!” Just as you finished speaking, a soft meow came from inside your coat.

Leon crossed his arms and stared at you. “Care to explain what that was?”

Just as you were about to spin a massive lie, a little creature poked its head out of your coat and stared defiantly at your husband.

Before you could even form a sentence, Leon had already made up his mind.

“No.” The word came out harsher than he intended, but this was something he wanted to avoid.

“What? Why?” Indignant, you hugged the cat tighter.

“Honey, we already have three cats; we don’t need another one,” he said, uncrossing his arms.

“Of course we do, three isn't enough. And just look at him!” You unwrapped the cat and held him up so Leon could see.

Leon took a deep breath, looking from the cat to you. “No.” He remained serious, showing no signs of changing his mind.

The three cats you already had were a handful, and he didn't want to add another to the mix, especially after what had happened last time.

Realizing he wouldn't give in easily, you resorted to your oldest tactic: playing the emotional card. You looked at your husband, preparing to use your foolproof weapon. “Leon, please… I found him on my way home from work, and you know I can’t resist a kitten on the street. He was all alone—hungry and cold.” Her voice was as soft and sweet as could be. “Just look at him; I couldn't leave him there. Besides, we don't have one in this color.”

As if the cat understood exactly what you were up to, he played along and meowed at Leon.

Leon looked at the cat, then at you; back at the cat, then back at you. He saw your eyes shining with hope and tried to stand firm, he really did, but he knew he’d do anything for you.

Even if that meant adopting yet another feline to make his life chaotic. But he could handle it, for you.

He sighed, already accepting defeat. Before giving in to your choice, he quickly said, “Fine. He can stay.”

You let out a little squeal of joy and rushed to hug Leon, not realizing you were squeezing the kitten tight in the process.

The apartment was already small with two people and three cats; with this newest addition to the family, it would feel even smaller. But Leon was already thinking about looking for a bigger place.

Just in case you found a few more cats.

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The chair I’m sitting on.

[saudadebunny]

[magscornerstore]

unfortunately im not normal and have to insert myself into every piece of media i consume

[parentless-suggestions]

“you are failing math why don’t you ask me for help” hmmmmm i sure do wonder why? maybe it’s because all you do is insult me, make fun of me, scream at me, hit me, tell me i’m worthless and will never be good enough… but sure, it’s such a mYStErY hUh whY dOnT i JUsT aSk yOu fOR HeLP

[ghoulishleigh]