missionary with your legs spread wide ⸍ fingering⸍ drilling into you ⸍ gaming while he fucks you ⸍ pussy eating ⸍ doggy ⸍ backshots from heaven (hell) ⸍ stroking his dick when cuddling
mean nanami
thigh riding to toy with you after he's had a long day at work ⸍ sit on his face ⸍ smooth thrusts ⸍ missionary ⸍ finger fucking ⸍ this while he drives ⸍ breeding ⸍ backshots
cult leader geto
switching the positions ⸍ this but on his throne ⸍ fingering ⸍ rough sex + breeding ⸍ in the showers ⸍ mating presses bc he needs an heir from you ⸍ pussy eating ⸍ breeding
assassin toji
toji's making sure it takes. ⸍ he pumps you full in missionary ⸍ rubbing your pussy ⸍ teasing you with his tongue ⸍ rough missionary ⸍ rough wall sex ⸍ this ⸍ hes making you do all the work
stoner choso
soft pussy eating ⸍ panties pushed to the side ⸍ breathplay + backshots ⸍ not putting it in ⸍ riding ⸍ stroking his pretty dick ⸍ this when high ⸍ somno
boxer sukuna
prone ⸍ fucking you like a ragdoll ⸍ hole inspection ⸍ voyeurism humping your thighs ⸍ thumb in ur butt ⸍ this ⸍ grinding
synopsis: your older boyfriend and the way he likes to cherish you
content warnings: MDNI!, leon and his old ass, brief mention of his depression?, reader's pov doesn't exist sorry, kissing (for like ever), teasing, eensy bit of fingering, leon getting desperate, p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap that thing yall!), creampie, he's soooo fucking sappy I'm sorry
word count: 1282
notes: this is my second time writing these damn notes bc the first ones got deleted.. I started writing this with DI leon in mind, and then they dropped re9 leon and well... I had to. I need that old man BAD.
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Kisses with Leon always start out slow no matter the occasion. It's just a matter of how long they stay slow. 85% of the kisses he gives you are to cherish you, to really take in what he's so lucky to have. The other 15% are meant to devour you, to take what he's so lucky to have and indulge in it to the highest degree.
I think as he got older, he found that even though he may not have much time left, he shouldn’t make loving you feel the same way. He likes to take things especially slow now.
The build up to kissing you is slow, the way he stares at you like there’s nothing left in the world except you and the love he has for you. The way his hands roam oh so slow; starting at your waist and feeling their way up, stopping for maybe just a moment or two too long when they brush past your chest. The way his fingers dance over your collarbone is sure to send shivers down your spine before he amends the jolt by cupping your face in his hands, the heat from his palms almost scalding. He’s always either freezing or burning, never in between.
All that for him to finally close the distance even slower, taking in the way your breath catches when he’s close enough for your noses to bump. He likes to hesitate just a breath away from you just to hear the exasperated way you huff out that gasp, just to make you sure you want it as badly as he does. Then his lips are on yours. Slow, but ravenous, light and pressing in deeper and deeper by the second.
When he was younger this would’ve been the point where he’d start biting and licking, trying to invade your senses to make you want and crave him just as much as he did you. But with age came the ability to draw things out, the ability to linger and kiss you slow and deep to feel the way you crumple, even when you’re straddling his lap on top.
He likes to pull away every now and then to tease you more. To watch the way you slowly lose your mind chasing after his lips. It only adds to the fun when you’re denied so much that you get desperate enough to bite and licking on your own, pressing and begging him to pick up the pace with a series of pathetic whimpers.
Now there is the reward he was waiting for.
He’ll only give it to you once you beg, his hands cupping your cheeks sliding to thread into your hair so he can angle your head, his tongue swiping against your bottom lip slow and playful before he takes advantage of the little gasp you let out and slips his tongue to meet yours, licking against your own to goad you into giving more and more to him.
He hums low and deep when you do, the sound shooting straight down to your core and pulling a heady moan from you as well. He pulls back to suck and nibble on your bottom lip then, his free hand taking its sweet time finding its way under your shirt. His palm slides up your side the same way his tongue slides against your lip, his fingers rubbing over and pinching your nipple just as sharply as his teeth find your lip and clamp.
The way you whine is everything to him. It kicks his heart up a few beats, makes him more just a bit faster as his hand trails down, rubbing up against your clit through your panties and feeling how damp the fabric is. That makes him groan against your lips, his cock throbbing against his pants with a desperation that surprised even himself. He didn’t think anything could get him that hard at this age.
In his new found desperation, his lips trail down in a filthy trail from your lips to your neck, his teeth finding the same place his fingers had so delicately traced earlier to bite and nip, his tongue laving over the bruises he left to soothe.
As patient as he could be about kisses, when it came to anything more, he really couldn’t help himself. Perhaps it was the aching need for intimacy. The need for physical closeness to feel emotional closeness. Whatever it was, it always made him act like a fool.
His calloused hands working down your panties with as much gentleness as he could muster despite his hurried pace, his fingers poking, prodding, scissoring and curling to stretch you enough to take his cock. It was never enough in the end, though at times like this he couldn’t wait.
Times like this, he remembers how much of his life had flown by in a blink. He remembers how many times he held himself back for the sake of others and how little he enjoyed life because of it. He remembers how little he cared for everything, and how much he cares for you now, and he’d be damned if he wasn’t a little desperate to show you.
So he works you down onto his cock despite the rushed prep. He thumbs your cheek and whispers praises to soothe you until he can move. He starts out slow when he does, just to make sure you can really take it. Slow and hard. He works you down onto his cock, and when you can take enough, he thrusts his hips up into yours, making sure you can feel him buried inside you when you come down.
He likes to watch the way your face screws up when he angles his hips just right, when his hands press you forward into him so he can more firmly grab your ass and spread you out from the back. He likes to watch the way all thought visibly drains from your head when desperation takes over and his hips snap into yours, when he adjusts the way he’s sitting and drills into you like the grip of your pussy put years back on his life and he’s young enough again to fuck you the way you need him to.
He for sure likes the way you clumsily try to kiss him through all of this, the way you can barely keep yourself from moaning into his mouth as you meet with a clasp of lips and teeth, all messy yet so fucking hot that he can’t bear it. It takes everything in him from blowing his load then and there. You just clench around him so deliciously when you kiss, as if his lips against yours brought you the greatest amount of pleasure in the world.
He waits until you get there first, working into that gummy spot of yours with scary efficiency and reaching down to thumb your clit so you break apart on his dick and he can follow. It’s only when you’re twitching and whining that he lets himself spill into you, his grip on you strong enough to bruise and his heart beating so fast in his chest that he’s worried he’ll have a heart attack then and there.
He wouldn’t do that to you. Keeling over and dying after sex that good, he wouldn’t traumatize his girl like that. No, instead he works you and himself down, pulling your body snug against his as his lips find yours again, back to kissing slow to bring the both of you down from so much heat.
Kisses with Leon after sex feels better than anything else. So grounding, so complete. So much like home.
Been a while since I released textured hairs so here's a free collection composed of 6 different afro-textured hairs :D I hope you guys like it. Next month will be resident evil collection so I hope y'all are excited for that and I'll also be releasing individual early access hairs along the way.
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