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⭒ Leon S. Kennedy Recs 2

⭒ Masterpost ⭒ 04/24/2026

⭒ Video Games Masterlist

⭒ Resident Evil

⭒ Part 01

leon makes you wet with his thick arms

a/n: hii, again short oneshot 'bout arms and fingers kinks! i'm also starting to work on the continuation of my drabble and requests. so, enjoy reading╰⁠(⁠*⁠´⁠︶⁠`⁠*⁠)⁠╯ pairing: afab fem!reader x re9 leon s. kennedy find me on AO3 make your REQUEST (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

Leon S. Kennedy is quite the expert at using his hands exactly as he should.

You noticed it when he grabbed your hand and pulled you along or pulled you out of dangerous situations, telling you to stay behind him, when he gripped a gun with those long fingers, or when he sat down next to you and just talked, usually resting his hands on top of yours, on your back, or on your thigh... and the more you got to know him and the closer you became to him, the more often he touched you, bolder and more confident, but usually still appropriate enough for the public place where you both were.

But as soon as the two of you found yourselves somewhere alone, truly alone, his hands immediately began to caress you. Tangling in your hair, stroking your back, exploring every curve of your body, cupping your face in his palms to pull you close for a passionate kiss.

And every time you found yourselves together on the couch or in bed, his hands would wrap around your waist or hips, or cup your breasts. And although you really enjoy watching his hands, you appreciate them even more when you can feel them—truly feel them. Like how he grabs your hair with a strength that always surprises you, or how he squeezes your neck so tightly that you can’t breathe. Or when he grabs your waist and deftly positions you into whatever pose he likes best at that moment, and you let him.

How could you have resisted Leon and his hands?

And when they wrap around your breasts again, kneading them, teasing them, his long fingers dig into your soft flesh before focusing on your sensitive nipples, rolling them between his fingertips, pinching, tugging—all you can do is moan softly at the sensations. And although he can be quite rough with his hands at times, after that he uses his whole body to soothe you; mostly his mouth, so dirty, you know, the kind that spits out things no one should say out loud, but there are also his lips, those seductive lips that move greedily along your jaw and neck, gently sinking into your skin with kisses until they reach it with his teeth and tongue.

And that tongue…

Leon’s so skilled with his tongue. Whether it’s during a kiss or when he explores your body, licking, nibbling, and sucking on your lips, earlobes, breasts, or any patch of skin he can reach, sometimes leaving marks on you that you can barely hide the next day, and which he always soothes with the caresses of his eager tongue. And while his large hands grip your waist, he runs his tongue over your nipples until they harden and almost start to ache, and then sucks on them like a man tormented by thirst, constantly teasing and soothing them with his tongue.

Then he moves lower, caressing your stomach, tracing your navel, kissing your pelvic bones, his hands constantly gliding along your sides, exploring further until they cup your thighs and spread them apart so he can bury his face there. What he does between your legs is beyond description. At the very least, it leaves you speechless, breathless, and even mindless, and all you can do is whimper, moan, gasp, and scream with pleasure as he presses his mouth against your folds, licking the space between your labia, lapping up any moisture he creates with his skilled movements.

Usually, Leon focuses on any area of sensitive skin except your clit. He leaves it alone until it starts to throb, and you become so desperate for it that you arch your hips toward his face. Then his hands rise again, holding you tightly, his fingers digging into your skin, sometimes leaving bruises from how hard he squeezes you, while he continues his journey along your wet vagina, kissing, licking, and sucking, clamping your folds between his teeth, teasing them.

He even plunges his tongue into your depths, moving that muscle in ways you could never have imagined. And as you melt beneath him, your body twitches but no longer resists; he cups your buttocks with his hands and, kneading them with his nimble fingers, pulls you closer to his face, penetrating deeper. And only then does he move on to your clitoris. Usually it’s one or two licks, after which you shudder, screaming louder, and a few more licks until you come right in his face.

Then his hands will find yours, his fingers will slide between yours, wrap around you, squeeze you, and support you during your body’s convulsions. He may greedily soak up your wetness, but he’ll never stop until he brings you to at least one more orgasm, enjoying how you lose control, let go of everything, and forget everything that ever bothered you. And oh, how light and carefree you feel after he’s finished with you.

Or when his mouth is done with you. Because then he’ll start using his fingers, and you’ll never be able to come down from that euphoric state as he strokes that sensitive bundle of nerves with one hand while the other glides over your folds, parting your lips, caressing the wet, sensitive skin until he slides the tip of his finger inside, teasing you, feeling your walls tighten around him.

And slowly he pushes it deeper, one knuckle at a time, pressing into your tension, massaging and exploring your tender flesh, while his other hand lies flat on your stomach, feeling those contractions, and his thumb presses firmly against your clit, stroking it in circular motions.

You’ve probably already turned into a pool of your own arousal and moans, barely able to appreciate these wonderful hands and fingers, but he continues, pulling a finger out and replacing it with two, easily penetrating deeper, stretching your walls as he bends them inside you, and when he bends them just right and presses on that spot, doing so while applying strong pressure to your clit, you explode with pleasure, your moans indistinct.

He caresses you with his fingers during your orgasm, quickly and forcefully thrusting his long fingers in and out, enjoying those slurping sounds that you’d be ashamed of if you weren’t floating up to the ceiling right now. He gets even bolder and adds a third finger, stretching you even wider, preparing you for another adventure. They move back and forth while his thumb continues to circle your clit, and he might even lean down to gently kiss or roughly bite your inner thighs—perhaps both—leaving even more marks on you.

And you writhe, squirm, and tremble in his embrace, lost in ecstasy, but when he pulls his fingers away and stops caressing your clit, you look at him through half-closed eyes, and then melt even further into whatever surface you’re lying on, watching as he brings his glistening fingers to his lips and licks them with that sensual purr that drives you wild.

Leon leans back slightly, watching you with a dark gaze; his blue eyes are barely visible through his dilated pupils—he desires you so intensely. His tanned face is set, focused, his jaw clenched, and the muscles beneath his skin move so pleasantly. His hand still wraps around your neck, then you feel his other hand slide upward, tracing your curves until his warm palm presses against your breast, gently cupping it before he begins to knead it, rubbing against your nipple until it hardens.

He is so captivated by the feel of your soft flesh that he releases your neck and leans back, still pressing his hips against yours, deeply connected to you, while simultaneously cupping your other breast, holding them firmly in his large, warm, and safe hands. He continues to caress them, alternating between rough squeezes and gentle presses, your hard nipples rubbing against his calloused skin, and watches your face intently. You’ve relaxed so much that you’ve almost forgotten about his hard cock resting inside your tight pussy—but only until he suddenly starts moving.

Leon thrusts his cock into you hard, over and over, and every time he penetrates you deeply, you gasp and rock up and down but his hands on your breasts hold you in place. He uses them to guide you, gripping them tightly with his outstretched arms, and thrusts his hips hard.

Your legs spread apart again, too weak to hold him, and your whole body moves in time with his powerful thrusts. You watched his muscles ripple beneath his skin, his tendons moving with every thrust, but you threw your head back and dissolved into a pool of bliss as he continued to thrust his cock into you, stretching your walls that clenched around him; his rapid rhythm left you unable to do anything but lie before him and make those very sounds that made him move even faster.

The tension in your stomach builds, and, pinching your nipples, he thrusts deep inside you, always hitting the very deepest spot, until you cry out and arch your back, stars dancing before your eyes, your limbs twitching involuntarily as you come from his cock.

Leon lifts you up, embraces you, and presses you against his chest; his lips find your shoulder for tender kisses, after which he gently bites you. You can barely move your arms, but you try to wrap them around him, clinging to him, digging your nails into his back, while he picks up the pace even more.

Your mixed moans and sighs echo through the room as you press your cheek against his collarbone, while he holds you tightly—one hand between your shoulder blades, the other on your lower back—and thrusts into you quickly and forcefully until a moan escapes his throat, and he gives one last thrust, hitting your cervix perfectly, causing you to lose control of yourself once more.

Leon freezes inside you as you shudder, and you feel him twitch between your quivering walls. His embrace tightens as he cums inside you, filling your womb with his hot semen. His heavy breathing burns your ears as he slowly relaxes, holding you in his arms, and for a moment neither of you moves, as the heat you’ve both created spreads through your body like a wildfire.

You feel exhausted and close your eyes, though you want to watch as he gently pushes your hands away and lays you back on your back; his hands wander over your sweaty body, caressing your soft breasts until they move to your hips, holding them as he pulls back and slides out of you. You feel drops of warm semen dripping from your opening, and you don’t care at all where they land or what they stain, but then you feel his fingers on your sensitive skin, and your eyes flutter open.

Leon looks at you with a weary grin, tracing your clit with his finger, then slides that same finger into your pussy, pouring his semen inside you once more. You let out a soft gasp as he continues to caress you with his fingers until he’s certain his essence remains inside you.

When he pulls his finger out, it’s covered in your mixed juices, glistening and dripping, and you see him bring it to his mouth, but somehow you manage to lift yourself up, wrap your trembling hands around his wrist, and pull his hand toward your mouth. His eyes will sparkle with delight when he sees you licking his finger, and a quiet growl escapes his throat.

You don’t take your eyes off him as you work your way through the other fingers in the same way; your tongue caresses these beautiful fingers, the space between them, and the back of his hand, and when he curls his fingers, you feel the tendons and veins move against your tongue, and a deep shiver runs through your body. You gently wrap your small hands around his thick forearm, admiring every detail: you notice the sharp edges of his wrist, the hair falling onto his arm, the veins winding around it, and the taut muscles beneath the skin.

And he watches you intently, mesmerized by how much attention you pay to his hand—a hand you’ll never tire of admiring.

leon gets ya overstimulated

a/n: hii, this is short drabble about overstimulation, oh yeah!! I love it and it's a shame there are so few works with this tag. so, enjoy reading (‾◡◝) pairing: afab fem!reader x re9 leon s. kennedy find me on AO3 make your REQUEST (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

Leon’s breathing was the loudest sound in the bedroom: ragged, uneven, and strained, as if he were holding himself back. His jaw was clenched tight, his temples were covered in sweat, and his whole body was the embodiment of self-control; he was trying with all his might not to lose control, because somewhere deep down he always remembered that you were much younger than him, and he would rather die than hurt you.

You’d already come three times. Three, for God’s sake, times. And he hadn’t come once, because tonight wasn’t about that.

Tonight was about you, and that was always important when he came back drained, with a gray face and dark circles under his eyes that meant his mission had worn him out, and he let it happen, just let it, because there was no other way. His hands rested on the backs of your thighs, squeezing the soft skin beneath his fingertips, and he moved slowly, his thick cock sliding in and out halfway, barely all the way in. His moan was almost full of frustration, helplessness.

The tip of his cock throbbed, his whole body begging to thrust deeper into your wet pussy, until the tip pressed against your cervix, and your eyes rolled back, and you cried out from how deep he was inside you. But, no matter how much he wanted to, he couldn’t make you cry. Not once in his life.

Leon leaned in, shifting his weight, and you felt his breath on your jaw before he pressed his lips against your neck and let your trembling legs wrap themselves around his waist on their own, before moving up to your face and kissing you. You returned the kiss, teeth clashing, tongues intertwining; your whole body trembled with sensation, and you were vaguely aware of something, that you didn’t immediately feel his hand, which had wrapped around your wrists and gently, more hinting than restraining, ran over your head as he didn’t pull away from your lips.

“Does it hurt?”, he asked quietly, a hoarseness in his voice as he left a wet kiss on your cheek, “you’re trying to endure it with all your might, huh? Tell me if it hurts.”

You opened your mouth in a silent moan, your eyes half-open, trying to catch his gaze on your face. “N-no, I’m fine. Don’t stop.”

Then the angle shifted slightly, and he clenched his jaw at the sound of your melodious voice, and he froze for half a second, because as soon as his cock stretched your walls, you cried out. His cock penetrated deeply, rubbing against your spongy G-spot, and with a hoarse moan, Leon reflexively thrust his hips forward until the head pressed against your cervix; your boyfriend is proud of himself, feeling how quickly your response came—your nails dug into his back, leaving red, aching marks. He shouldn’t have loosened his grip on your wrists.

“Does the kitty have sharp claws now?”, Leon chuckles softly, but clenches his teeth against the faint, pleasant sting of the scratches.

He pulls back just enough to look at your flushed face. His fingers brush your hair back—the strands are damp, and he needs to take his time as you try to catch your breath after that deep, hard thrust, but your walls still tremble desperately around him, tightening and relaxing in frantic little pulses, trying to pull him deeper, but he didn’t move. His forehead pressed against yours, “atta girl,” his hand moved from your hair to your cheek, his thumb touching your cheekbone.

Leon felt again how close you were to orgasm, despite your exhaustion, how your wet pussy tightened around his cock; the slurping sounds grew louder as he made slow but deep thrusts, holding back with all his might so he wouldn’t cum right now, “damn, you’re so sensitive.”

At first he moves slowly, enjoying the friction of your slippery walls clinging to every ridge and vein. Then—faster, harder, his hips slamming with crushing force. The bed creaks under the pressure; your tits bounce with every thrust; the wet slap of skin against skin mixes with your ragged moans and his ragged breathing.

“Leon…”, you plead, your voice trembling as your walls quiver wildly around him, still contracting spasmodically from overstimulation, trying to adjust to his incredible thickness, “o-oh God, I’m going to… I’m going to come again…”

“Don’t give up, baby,” his voice deepens, becoming soft and encouraging, and his hands wrap around your hips again, cupping them and pushing you to bounce on him, “just a little more, mm? Just a tiny bit more, sweetheart. Please.”

You moan blankly and nod, the pace quickening as you’re both finally close to climax. Your legs wrap around his waist, your head falls onto his shoulder, and desperate whimpers escape your lips, swollen from his kisses. A fleeting shiver runs through your entire body from another deep thrust into you, causing your fingers to dig in harder as his heavy hand strokes your stomach, where the bulge of his cock is clearly visible.

Over-aroused and hypersensitive, your orgasm repeats almost immediately after his first few thrusts into you; your walls caress him so intensely that he curses under his breath.

“Fuck, yeah,” Leon breathes under his breath, arching his hips and pressing against your clit with every thrust, and tears stream from the corners of his eyes as he trembles, sobbing, experiencing such a powerful orgasm. He fucks you harder while you do this, the pace becoming frantic and desperate; now he’s chasing his own release

“I’m about to come…” he gasps.

One last, crushing thrust, and he sinks in all the way to the base; his cock throbs as he comes with a low, guttural moan. Hot, thick streams flood you, so much that they seep around his base, mixing with your own juices. He moves slowly in circular motions, squeezing the last remnants of tremors from your exhausted body until you both begin to shake, weaken, and ooze with juice. After that, he stays inside you for a long time, gradually softening, still twitching inside you.

His strong arms catch you as you collapse on top of him, tired and exhausted, having experienced four orgasms in the past hour—your new record for the number of orgasms in an hour. His free hand slides up your thigh, his thumb lightly touching your trembling muscle, smearing your wetness across your skin in a lazy arc as you rest on his chest, “rest, sweetheart. You’ve earned it.”

leon sends you a pic of his bicep // 1/2 part

a/n: hii, i've seen this trend and finally got it with leon! it's that «feel bad, send bicep» tiktok trend, love it. and this is the first pfrt of full drabble!!! so, enjoy reading (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ pairing: fem!reader x re9 leon s. kennedy find me on AO3 make your REQUEST (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet) part 2 (not done yet)

You bit off the cap of the bottle of ice-cold orange juice, took a few big gulps, and backed up until you plopped down on the mattress, scrolling through your feed. The drink was cold and refreshing, sending a shiver down your spine as you set the bottle on the nightstand and then laid your head on the pillow. You’d had a rough day at work today; you were completely exhausted, already desperately dreaming of your boyfriend coming home as soon as possible.

Leon, your boyfriend, had left again to save the world from yet another virus outbreak and promised before he left that it would be a day at most—well, at least that was the original plan. Knowing that he’s a master of his craft and isn’t new to fighting this crap, he was very surprised—almost outraged—by the fact that the mission had been extended for another couple of days.

Of course, they put him up in a simple hotel room so he’d have somewhere to sleep, so he had to accept it.At least he wouldn’t be passing out on the ground, but in a more or less comfortable bed, warm and cozy.

He couldn’t ask for more right now, but, truth be told, there is something else he’d like. You.

So his mission had dragged on for nearly a month now, and your only comfort came from his rare messages saying that it would all be over soon—but even to him, they sounded hollow, now that he’d been returning to that damn room every day for just over two weeks. The same walls, the same furniture, and the same bed were driving him a little crazy, and you can understand him, because this isn’t his home, where he can return to your embrace.

To him, you were a little piece of his paradise, separated from the rest of the chaos in the city. His world, where he wanted to return right now.

More and more often, usually toward evening, Leon tried to send you a couple of messages; sometimes there were video calls, and he was on cloud nine, knowing that you were okay, enthusiastically telling him how your day went and what you had for dinner. Seeing your smile on the phone screen was a reminder of why he continues to fight bioterrorism and his own trauma to this day.

And right now was exactly the moment when he sent you a short message, «How was your day? Everything is ok?»

Your attention shifted from your feed to the messenger app, and a smile spread across your face. At least he’s relaxing right now, most likely leaning back against the headboard with one arm casually draped over his head while the other holds the phone. His glasses have probably slid down his nose, and he’s probably shirtless, wearing nothing but gray sweatpants… maybe your boyfriend just got out of the shower, and drops of water are still trickling down his toned body, and oh my God, he better pray that none of this is true, because...

You bite your lip and take a deep breath, as if trying to hide what’s going on inside you, before quickly typing a reply with a big smile, «feel bad, send me biceps».

Of course, how could you possibly miss out on this TikTok trend when you have a boyfriend with such a gorgeous body, broad chest, massive biceps, and thick arms—which, to be honest, you can fantasize about endlessly, wondering where and how he might use them on you. Many girls ask their boyfriends or husbands to send them a bicep pic under the pretext of feeling sad, and it seemed like the perfect moment to join in on this trend.

You couldn’t help but smile as you imagined how Leon would react to this: maybe there would be a look of confusion on his handsome face, or maybe he’d like your little request and happily do it for you—perhaps later using it against you and asking for a photo of your thighs or your face in the same way.

You wait for his reply while you recall how you’d sneak glances at him when he worked out early in the morning in the living room without a shirt, how your fingers lingered on his forearms longer than necessary, how you’d squirm on his lap, clenching your thighs, as his biceps swelled, wrapping around your waist, or when he squeezed your neck tighter in bed.

Fuck, you’re sure your panties has gotten wetter.

Suddenly, your phone vibrated in your hands, and right then and there you were ready to start rolling around on the bed like a madwoman, kicking your legs and biting your lower lip from the emotions overwhelming you—but mostly, of course, from excitement and joy.

Leon did it.

You zoom in on the photo with your fingers and open your mouth, then close it again, not knowing what to say.

Everything was just as you’d imagined.

Your mouth went dry.

A photo without his face, where Leon was simply leaning back against the pillows—his elbow bent, his bicep tense and swollen, as if ready to burst if he tensed his arm muscles just a little more. You stuck out your tongue to lick your lips, staring at the photo for about a minute now; the warm light from the bedside lamp fell on his arm, and you traced the path of every mole and hollow, and it only heightened the effect on you.

You needed him so badly. You needed him so badly right now.

A second later, you got another message from him, «Feel better, princess?»

“Damn right, Leon,” you breathed under your breath, leaning back against the pillows and staring at the ceiling with a wide grin, "I feel much better"

He was dying to see what state you were in right now, so he couldn’t help himself and hit the video call button, causing you to nearly drop your phone.

It was unexpected, and you should answer the reason for your excitement... ♡♡♡ thank you for reading! to be continued, the second part will be much nsfw; it'll be hot cyber sex with the pretty dilf leon (☆▽☆)

leon cracks you in the fitting room

a/n: hii, i've been taking a break from studying and am finally getting back to drabbles but i won't be making requests for now because i have a ton of my own ideas but feel free to leave them, i'll make them! so, enjoy reading ☆*:o(≧▽≦)o:*☆ pairing: fem!reader x re9 leon s. kennedy wc: 1,948 find me on AO3 make your REQUEST (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

Can I please request a Leon x reader🙏🏻

I had this thought a couple days ago and I can’t stop thinking about it lol

But reader who basically just cock warms Leon during the most random and normal things. Like they’re watch a movie or something and reader just keeps his.. thing.. in their mouth

a/n: when i saw this pfp, i realized that i urgently needed another portion of dilf leon s. kennedy with glasses, old and raw!! so, enjoy reading. tags: nsfw, no plot, age gap, a bit of a kink size, cock warming with mouth, blow job, fingering, mutual masturbation, ass—up, face—down, unprotected sex, leon chokes you with his bicep, leon spits in your mouth, creampie, aftercare; «kitten», leon so much love you ♡⁠(⁠˃͈⁠ ⁠દ⁠ ⁠˂͈⁠ ⁠༶⁠ ⁠) pairing: younger fem!reader x older re9 leon s. kennedy (+20 y.o. x 49 y.o) wk: 2,2k find me on AO3 make your REQUEST here (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

Leon’s embrace warms you; his calloused hands stroke your delicate hand, tracing patterns on it. The bedroom is dark, with only the eerie glow of the laptop casting blue shadows across the bed. You press your back against his bare chest so he can rest his chin on your shoulder, and you both watch the screen intently.

Finally, the long-awaited weekend has arrived; the dangerous missions have quieted down, as the world enjoys a lull from viruses and monsters, allowing Leon to step out of the role of a hardened government agent and back into the loving boyfriend you adored so much. From the very morning, he happily spent half the day with you in bed; he rarely could afford to do this, but with you it felt so pleasant and cozy that he didn’t want to let you go at all.

And for some reason, you started trying to sit on his lap more and more often. It comforted you to some extent when his strong arms wrapped around your waist and your back pressed against his chest, while the shadows from the tv fell on the two of you, creating a cozy atmosphere. Or when he was working on important documents about his recent mission, you could let yourself doze off, settling comfortably on him with his cock inside you, warming him, while he were a big pillow for you.

You couldn't help but want to sit on his lap or just warm his cock with your pussy!

hiii, this is my first time requesting so idk if I’m doing it right so excuse any mistakes, but can I request a fic with Leon where reader is also in the DSO and they go on a mission together and reader keeps teasing him by putting her hands on his thigh and getting on her knees to like infer a blowjob but she’s only like joking (ig) and he just gets fed up. Sorry if that’s like confusing lol, have a good day

a/n: hii, i finally made this request, yay! tbh, i didn't like how i wrote it, so if it's shitty, then that's what it's going to be, lol... enjoy reading wc: 2059 find me on AO3 make your REQUESTS here (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

The muscles in Leon’s arm tensed and contracted every time he pressed your head down to take his cock deeper, while his other hand clenched the wooden locker behind him so tightly that his knuckles turned white; he would probably have developed calluses if not for the leather gloves on his hands.

With your vision blurred, it looked so arousing and lustful that your panties became uncomfortably sticky under your clothes; you blinked, trying to wipe away the tears, but he was careless, clumsy, his hips trembling and losing their rhythm after every thrust as he teetered on the edge of control, causing tears to stream down your cheeks.

The grip on his hips tightened to keep from falling, despite his firm grip on the top of your head, not even bothering to help pull your hair back into a makeshift ponytail. You had to put up with those strands of hair that kept getting in your face and getting in the way, forcing you to pull back and tuck them behind your ears. But it was worth it just to barely hear his quiet moans of bliss, accompanied by a stream of curses and gasps, “fuck…”

Leon threw his head back; his hand fell with a dull thud onto the wardrobe he’d been leaning against, before his gaze settled on you again, drooling as you caressed him, tilting your head back so your saliva dripped from the reddened tip of his cock, watching him twitch with his hazy gaze. Leon arched his hips upward, not wanting to lose the warmth of your mouth along its entire length.

cummingprincess

leon takes you in the backseat of his porsche

a/n: hii, this is a quick drabble because i'm sick right now so i barely had the energy to finish it. im sorry if this is too short and meaningless, enjoy reading. tags: nsfw, no plot, sex in the car, unprotected, p in v, size kink, creampie, aftercare; leon is a little irritated ;) synopsis: after the party, you were both driving home until you started teasing him while he was driving. your pretty eyes did the trick, and you convinced him to pull over to the side of the road so you could stop teasing him. pairing: afab!reader x re9 leon s. kennedy wk: 1,368 find me on AO3 make your REQUEST here (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

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Hey can I request re9! Leon during the good ending we learn he has a younger, 8 month pregnant wife who actually has the BSAA take her to him after he and Grace were rescued and she’s just emotional and happy that he’s okay and even admitting the baby had been kicking hard since he left.

a/n: hii! i've been playing re9 all this time, and everything in my life has started to improve...i hope i can soon confess to the guy i'm in love with... maybe that's why i wrote so many sfw part here, lmao. and thank you guys for 300 followers, im so gladd!!!! sooooo, enjoy reading. tags: nsfw, plot, fluff, younger wife x older husband, 9 month pregnant wife, nipple play, body worship, cunnilingus, multiple orgasms, sex, unprotected, p in v, creampie, “did your water break?”, aftercare; leon is so joke ass but caring husband (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ pairing: pregnant younger fem!reader x husband re9 leon s. kennedy wk: 5347 find me on AO3 make your REQUEST here (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

Over the past twenty-four hours, which had felt like an eternity, Leon had imagined countless ways to die: being devoured by a horde of zombies, becoming dinner for a giant spider, or being dismembered by a chainsaw wielded by a zombie.

Fortunately, he managed to avoid each of these deaths, emerging victorious from the fights with blood on his hands. It was worth it to avoid ending up in the same place as that monster, which was five times his size. His pale blue eyes studied his own palms, which were marked with black spots. Leon silently vowed to himself that he would save Grace, kill Victor, and find the antidote he had come here for.

But his heart was pounding wildly as he swung the axe high in the air, striking blow after blow, despite the weakness in his body. Right now, his mind was filled with thoughts of how much he missed home, you, and your embrace, for which he would give up everything in his life.

Leaving you pregnant in your third trimester was a huge mistake, but there was nothing he could do about it as he held you near the doorway while you sobbed into his chest, tearfully begging him not to leave. At that moment, his heart felt like it was about to stop, seeing his wife so sad.

Especially when he was the reason for your tears.

cummingprincess

leon works while you suck him off under the table

a/n: hii, i've played re9 and it's just the peak!! i'm still emotional and i fall in love grace's story so much, her relationship with leon is just so cute, tbh. and i can't even believe it's been six months since the very first re9 trailer... so, enjoy reading wc: 1095 find me on AO3 make your REQUESTS here (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

cummingprincess

OHH MY GODNESS!!! 1K LIKES?! THANK YOU GUYSS 😭❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

leon works while you suck him off under the table

Hello!

Can I make a request for a Re9 Leon? I heard this damn TikTok sound, «she talkin' 67 but I want 69». And at that moment I realized that I wanna soo bad DILF Leon with this sound😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

a/n: hii, it's time to do requests, so let there be a marathon..i have a whole bunch of requests lying around in my inbox. i answer all your requests if my studies don't let me down again. and this work is more humorous than serious, so enjoy reading. synopsis: leon thinks the new trends are too stupid when he asks you to show him what made you laugh so much. it seems it's time to bring old trends back into fashion. pairing: afab!reader x re9 leon s. kennedy wk: 3346 find me on AO3 make your REQUESTS here (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

Leon is lying in bed next to you in gray sweatpants, one leg crossed over the other. His right arm is relaxed above his head, and in his left hand he holds his phone, scrolling through the screen with his thumb and reading the latest news.

You lie curled up on his chest, facing him. You are wearing one of his old shirts and short shorts, while you are also glued to your phone. It's too big for you, reaching just below your buttocks, and the wide sleeves are almost to your elbows.

Leon laughed when he first saw you take it out while cleaning his closet. Your questioning look quickly drew his attention to the shirt you were holding in front of his face.

Who knew he hadn't thrown it away?

leon gives off a lot to the idea of make u pregnant.

a/n: hii, it's more headcanon than mini-drabble 'bout leon's breeding kink cause i just got better and this is the only thing i've the energy for, lmao. i also saw spoilers for re9 and i'm skeptical about them, but i don't think they're fake because there's the characters have va. so, enjoy reading wc: 870 find me on AO3 make your REQUESTS here (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

there's no better way to spend Valentine's Day than between your thighs

a/n: hii, happy Valentine's Day! i personally won't be celebrating because i'm single, lmao. but i'd still like to write this, so, enjoy reading. tags: nsfw, plot, cunnilingus, oversimulation, many orgasms, sex, unprotected, p in v, creampie, aftercare; leon is a caring bf synopsis: its a nice coincidence that his vacation after his mission in spain fell right on Valentine's Day. he has a special gift for you :) pairing: afab!reader x re4r leon s. kennedy wk: 2059 find me on AO3 make your REQUEST here (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

leon wanna you to sit on his face in front of his work

a/n: hii, i'm still slacking off at study and i don't wanna my tumblr to be empty, so here's a quick drabble with re9 leon! this is most likely the last drabble with re9 for the near future, since i have a lot of ideas with other versions of leon. so, enjoy reading. pairing: fem!reader x re9 leon s. kennedy wc: 1166 find me on AO3 make your REQUEST (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

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random SFW/NSFW headcanons w/ re6 Leon

a/n: hii, im already working on requests, thank you for sending them to me! i really missed the content of Re6 Leon, so here we are. and he turned out so tender, BOOM SHAKALAKAAA. however lemme remind you that this is just my opinion. enjoy reading find me on AO3 make your REQUESTS here (not only re) my MASTERLIST (not done yet)

leon takes you in the backseat of his porsche

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