Featuring: his gay ass posture in the infinite darkness comic, the “you’re not going to ask me to hold you hand, are you?” dialogue from DC, the way he looks at Chris in vendetta, the framing of the Krauser knife fight in re4, the way he looks at Chris in vendetta- hallway edition, and Leon bending over a table to have a conversation with Jason in Infinite Darkness.
listen i think leon “so you got an arms-dealer on one side, and on the other, a government dropping bombs on weddings. Who’s the bad guy again?” kennedy and chris “I’m just a realist, It’s a capitalist society. Not everyone’s cut out for that kind of constant pressure. Sure, there are opportunities to be had, but at what price? You gain, someone else loses” redfield would make an excellent couple
Here's a fic lowkey inspired by A Little Death from The Neighborhood. Hope you enjoy!
RATING: Explicit (327 Words)
The brush of lips. The tracing of fingertips across skin. The heat of a shivering breath.
Leon can’t get enough.
Chris is fucking addicting and Leon doesn’t think anything can come as close to pure euphoria as this.
Chris’ lips are attached to Leon’s neck, the former’s hands under the other’s shirt. His hands are firm as they stroke up and down the sides of Leon’s stomach. His hands leave traces of fire across Leon’s skin.
Everything is so fucking hot and Leon thinks he’ll burn from the inside out. Chris is everywhere, overwhelming his senses, and he thinks he wants to stay this way forever.
Chris kisses him so delicately. He feels so loved but so bothered he considers begging to speed it up, to get rougher.
Leon threads his fingers through Chris’s hair and tugs enough to make him pant as he worships Leon’s neck. Chris starts to nip and bite, exactly as Leon wanted, without any verbal cue. Leon thinks he’ll explode right there.
On a whim, Leon decides to take things into his own hands.
He tugs at Chris’s hair again, now hard enough to pull the latter up and smash their lips together. Chris is whimpering pathetically as Leon devours him.
Leon can’t help but smile as Chris continues to become more pliable under his fingers. Chris breaks apart so beautifully, he thinks.
The blond turns them around, so Chris is now under him. Chris simply lets himself be maneuvered, so entranced by the movement of Leon’s lips against his.
Leon straddles Chris’s waist and grinds his ass against the other’s clothed cock. Chris lets out a low moan that makes satisfaction well up in Leon’s chest.
“God, Leon,” Chris pants the second he pulls away.
Leon’s lips sink into his neck while ruthlessly grinding down. Chris’ eyes are closed now, his mouth hanging open. He looks fucking gorgeous. Leon would do anything to keep Chris trapped in bliss, looking like this.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Leon S. Kennedy/Chris Redfield
Characters: Leon S. Kennedy, Chris Redfield
Additional Tags: Huddling For Warmth, Cuddling & Snuggling, Hurt/Comfort, Hypothermia
Summary: When Chris falls through the ice trying to keep him safe, it’s up to Leon to warm him up after.
some Chreon angst for you guys :) this was inspired by this series, called Once More with Chris on AO3. If you love Chreon and can't seem to get enough of them, I highly suggest this series. It's wonderful.
Chris held back tears. Of all people, Leon S. Kennedy shouldn’t see him cry, especially not now. He needed to be strong for both of them.
His eyes itched desperately, but he held them open and tried to get the tears to go away and back to where they came from. He wrapped his arm around Leon’s waist, and the smaller man curled further into him.
Chris loved him and Leon loved him back and that’s all that mattered. Even though tomorrow they’d likely never see each other again, all that mattered was that they were here now, making up for lost time, and that they loved each other.
Six years of haunting memories that looked and sounded like each other, filled with love that made their chests turn in bitter nostalgia. Five years of betrayal from his own friends. Four years of not knowing what had really happened to Leon S. Kennedy, after being released from WITSEC. Three years of Chris turning his back on the final sliver of hope that he could move on. Two years since Leon had done the same. One year since they had both realized they were truly lost causes.
They had wasted so much time and they only had one night. Chris was glad they made it count.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Leon S. Kennedy/Chris Redfield
Characters: Leon S. Kennedy, Chris Redfield
Additional Tags: Masturbation, Non-Consensual Voyeurism, post-vendetta, Domestic Chreon, they love each other thats for certain, they don't actually fuck but chris likes it up the ass, Bottom Chris Redfield, They're very domestic and deeply in love your honor, because I can't not write about these two in love, they've been in love forever, Best Friends to Lovers, Smut, i think, definitely part of the lemon category
Series: Part 2 of chreon oneshots
Summary:
"The domestic situation only made Chris daydream about what the two would become had they had more time. Maybe they would date, officially move in together, sleep in together, have movie nights, and even adopt a dog or two and make their own little family. However, sometimes those thoughts turned lewd, shifting to them in bed together; the eldest waking up to a pleasantly needy Leon; the places in the house they could fuck on top of. It was hard to deal with at times, with the younger man sleeping right across the hall. The house’s walls were made of paper, making it impossible to even masturbate while Leon was in the house, and he could never muster up the courage to ask Leon to be more than friends. "
Sneak Peek at upcoming chapter of “Age Difference AU”
Leon’s heart was pounding in his ears as he sat in the box fort with Ark, still staring at the picture his mother had sent him on his phone. They had cut the cameras a little while ago, now working on the sleeping part of the challenge, but Leon wasn’t ready to go to sleep yet, baring still reeling over the news.
HIS Aunt Claire was the same Claire that was HIS BOYFRIEND’S sister. Has Chris known? Did Chris even know? Did that mean Chris was the same Chris his Mother had spoken of when she spoke about his Dad and “Uncle”? Leon had so many questions, but not enough answers.
He was half tempted to confront Chris, but what would be the reason to do so? If Chris really remembered him, maybe he wouldn’t have agreed to date him. Maybe he would have just told Leon straight off the bat that they couldn’t go out or something. Not keep stringing him along and continuing to date him…right?
Leon scolded himself. Of course he wouldn’t have. Chris was a genuinely nice guy. He wouldn’t do that. He cared about him.
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