I'll be putting here all of my works and wips, just to get it more organized!
R2! Leon:
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Baby boy | NSFW
Your coworker Leon always goes after you for advice, even on the most basic things, even if he doesn't need to.
However, you decided to make him understand your advice in a more... Incisive way.
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Fantasize | NSFW
Your new neighbor Leon knows that you're married, but he can't help it but fantasize about you.
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My sweet friend | NSFW
After a party you decided to sleep in your best friend's house, little do you know that sleeping is the last thing that he'll do.
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Safe haven | SFW
How Leon deals with his ptsd over the years.
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Longing for love | NSFW
It's your birthday, and your childhood friend wants to make it special.
R4! Leon:
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Comfort | NSFW
Your husband is glad that he has you, just like he's glad to have his little family.
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Whiny boy | NSFW
You always bicker with your roommate Leon, but now the bickering goes a little bit different..
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I will make you forget | NSFW
After a guy you were dating suddenly ends things with you, you feel bad and blame yourself for the situation. But your roommate Leon promises to make you forget what happened.
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Just the tip | NSFW
You asked him for just the tip, and that's exactly what he's going to give to you.
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Safe haven | SFW
How Leon deals with his ptsd over the years.
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Love | NSFW
Maybe he loves everything about you, or maybe he hates you. Yet he always looks for you when he needs you.
That must mean something, right?
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Little bunny | NSFW
You riled him up. It's totally your fault for using this bunny outfit. Now, bear the consequences.
ID! Leon:
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Her | NSFW
Another day as being a spy, this time working for the United States president. Was just another work until you met the agent Leon Kennedy. And well, things may get a bit heated between you two.
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Safe haven | SFW
How Leon deals with his ptsd over the years.
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Trying hard | NSFW
Your husband will not give up until you're pregnant. No matter what.
Vendetta! Leon:
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Scared to be lonely | SFW
Your close friend Leon, it's passing for some personal issues. And you're the only one who can try to solve it.
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Safe haven | SFW
How Leon deals with his ptsd over the years.
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DI! Leon:
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Safe haven | SFW
How Leon deals with his ptsd over the years.
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Just one more time | NSFW
Your ex husband want to have his family life again, he needs it.
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Scandalous | NSFW
Your mentor Leon is angry that you risked your life. He needs to remind you not to do that again.
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My love mine all mine | SFW
Your husband returned from his mission, the house was quiet until he heard your daughter's commotion.
Series:
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Between royalty and vows | SFW (for now)
A forced marriage, a fate set in stone, nothing could change that.
In the world of royalty, there were no choices, only obligations to fulfill. What you didn't expect was to become engaged to a renowned prince, ready to succeed the lineage.
Until that moment, you still had some hope that everything would work out, maybe it wasn't so bad. But it would be a shame if your future husband had a mistress.
Wouldn't it?
Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 |
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Upcoming works:
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Until you lie |(OneShot)
Vendetta! Leon X Fem! Reader
You need to hear it from his lips, you need to at least hear that he has an ounce of affection for you. Even if it's not real.
You just need to coerce him a little more.
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Sweetheart |(OneShot)
R6! Leon X Fem! Reader
The mission was already over, and you and Leon were supposed to see each other for the last time at the meeting with the president. Well, nobody said that nothing could happen that night.
Maybe things are more than just a business meeting.
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Issues |(Oneshot)
DI! Leon X Fem! Reader
Your coworker it's having a troubling time, especially after the last mission in the Alcatraz.
Maybe you can ease his mind, can't you?
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Lovingly |(Series)
Fuckboy! Leon x Fem! Reader
You are the class president, known for being straight-laced, the type not to be messed with.
But maybe a certain blonde is trying to mess with your head.
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In the waves |(Series)
Pirate! Leon X Mermaid! Fem! Reader
Leon was just a petty captain who did everything he could for money. That is until the day he caught one of the most valuable catches of his life.
You.
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Dinero |(Series)
ID! Leon X Fem! Reader
Leon needed company, life was lonely for him. He just needs your presence, even if he needs to pay for it.
He doesn't mind being your sugar daddy. He just needs you.
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Helpless |(Series)
Vendetta! Leon X Fem! Reader
You live haunted by the memories you have of the man you met in raccoon city. Despite that turbulent night, you still remember his name and appearance.
Leon, what happened to him?
What you didn't expect was to find him more than ten years after what happened. Even less expect to find him in such a state.
These are the future projects I think about doing! Keep in mind that it may take a while, but I will try to bring it to you as quickly as possible!
i JUMPED when i saw your post notifi omg ive been thinking ab the royalty au fic for YEARS and im glad to see youre back ! im sorry for your loss, life is a bitch, but its important you took your time and stepped away from this acc 🫶 v excited to read your work again !!!
Omggg, hiii there !! I'm really glad to have you here. Thank you for the lovely message! And yeah, life can be stupidly bad sometimes, but you just need to breathe a little and take your time, little by little things fall back into place. I promise to try to not take long to post new chapters, don't want to rush into anything so it comes out badly, but I know you guys want it, so I'm working on it ASAP!! Thank you!!!💖💖💖
Hello! I might be a little late to send some good words to you regarding "between royalty and vows" since it's been released for over a year, but I believe such great work deserves praise regardless.
I found this fanfic by accident, and honestly, It's one of the best i've ever read. I LOVE the way Leon is not a sweet golden retriever sorta boy he always is in fanfics, I love the way we have Ashley as a rivalry instead of Ada/Claire and we have Chris as a supposed love interest and I absolutely adore Reader not being this silly stupid girl. All these aspects, and many more, only make me like your story even more!
I hope someday you find a spark to continue It, meanwhile, I surely don't mind waiting. Have a great day, writer! I wish you well 💕
I have no words to thank you for this message, really! I really never expected people to really like my fics, especially between royalty and vows since it's a long fic and all, but seeing comments like this really gives me a nice cheering to keep going! Thank you again!
About Leon, I intend to make him really the arrogant type, like you know those princes who think they can order and boss anyone? Yep, that's how I thought about making Leon. He's manipulative, always trying to get things to turn on his way, but then with y/n, he can't.
Leon always had his father letting him do his things without prohibition, as long as no one got to know about it. So there's why is going to take him a few scares to make him really see how bad his relationship with Ashley can get.
I'm also one who don't like when someone is bad to y/n and she's a silly and don't do anything, I feel like in this scenario, she has to stand her ground or Leon would step on her. So I try to write to her as a smart girl who knows how to get what she wants.
About Ashley being Leon's love interest, I feel like she had more place to this than Ada or Claire, especially Ada, because I know this girl wouldn't accept Leon's bullshit. And Claire I don't know, it didn't felt right for me to put her here.
Thank you for the kind message and for waiting for the fic, I'm back on working on it, and I'm hope you like the new chapters!
I assume you’ve gotten some hounding or whatever since it’s been so long but I just wanted to say I adored the fics you put out.
Hope everything is going well, and if not, I hope they get better soon 🩷
This is so sweet🥺 Thank you! It was hard on my side, but I'm managing things!! Everything is fine now, and I'm doing better than I was! Thank you for worrying and for being there, which means a lot!! And also thank you for liking my work!! Take care, you too💞💞💞
I feel like Ada would be a good accomplice of Y/N in Between Royaly and Vows, not just as a friend, but more like a sister who will make Y/N stronger idk😭
Yep, that was my exact thought for her on this fic! She's going to be an ally for y/n. Soon enough, she'll be there!!
Summary: Just an older man who caught your eye, and Leon decided to indulge you in your little desires to get to know him better, as you said.
Warnings: Smut, p in v, unprotected sex, soft! Dom Leon, fingering, older Leon!, I did not proofread, sorry.
An: I'll answer all the comments and asks tomorrow! Thanks for the love, pookies!! 💖💖💖 Just saying something about between royalty and vows, there's going to be a lot of angst from now and on, and I mean it, like the next 10 chapters or something. Promise I'm working on it!! And yes, the title is about how he gets old like wine, so nice every time!
Leon Kennedy was a man who carried great prestige on his shoulders, yet when he was off duty, he preferred to be called only by his first name. Leon never felt he should brag about himself, so he preferred to act like a normal, discreet civilian. So if you hadn't been curious enough to ask his friend Chris who Leon was, you wouldn't know much about him.
After all, how could you not pay attention to that mysterious man who showed up at the bar religiously every Friday? Visibly older, covered in muscles that showed every time he wore a shorter shirt, or dark blond hair that always seemed to be messed up in the sexiest way possible. Oh, and the blue eyes that always seemed to be looking into your soul? The man looked like he had stepped straight out of a movie.
Discreet was an adjective that didn't describe how secretive Leon was about himself, and by chance, you had your eyes on him from the first time you saw him, and then came the sudden curiosity about him. It was mutual, because Leon was observant enough to notice that you came to the same bar as him, on the same days and at the same times, and he had a strong suspicion that you were watching him to find out his routine.
It bothered him at first, but after a few flirtatious glances and smiles, he fell for it. He could be many things, but at the end of the day he was just a man, and he couldn't resist when it came to a good drink and the bonus of a beautiful woman.
One thing led to another, and after a devilishly stressful week, what could be more relaxing than a good drink and possibly taking you to bed? He already had ambitious plans for the whole night, and when, after some flirting and a few wandering hands here and there, you agreed to go to a motel with him, his mood suddenly improved.
Once in the room, Leon let you wander around, admiring things as if you had never seen anything like it before. He took his time approaching you, a little awkwardly at first, but soon found his place behind you.
“Do you like it?” he asks, playing with the strap of your dress.
You nodded vigorously, giving him a slight smile that answered him as well as the nod.
“Very well, maybe you should get used to it...” he said, leaving the innuendo hanging in the air.
And before you could answer, his hands found your waist and pulled you close, with a grip that made you let out a gasp of surprise. He held you tight, holding you with a strong grip that was incredibly warm somehow.
“You still remember how to do it…” You joke, placing your hands under his biceps and feeling them flex under your fingers, which, incidentally, give them a firm squeeze to better feel the muscles.
He then chuckles, and it seems genuine from the sparkle in his eyes. Naughty.
“I know better than most people...” He says as he smirks at you, pulling you toward him and stealing a peck on the lips.
With a speed you thought was almost superhuman, he had you lying on the bed, legs spread to accommodate him between them, and he fit perfectly there, in just the right place.
Seeing your surprised expression, he knew he had you in the palm of his hand, just as he wanted. Without delay, he kissed you hard on the lips, his hot mouth pressing firmly against yours, moving against you in perfect harmony, just as when he put his tongue inside your mouth, his wet muscle wrapping around yours with otherworldly precision, almost leaving you breathless just from the kiss.
You even thought Leon wouldn't be so forward, but when you felt his hands wandering over your body, and without any innocence going straight for your ass, you realized you were very wrong. He squeezed you, pulled you close, made you rub against the tent that formed in his pants, a complete bastard, and didn't hide anything at that moment.
In the blink of an eye, he slipped his hand under your panties, tracing your slit, threatening to touch you but never following through, just his fingertips on your warm cunt. He then placed his thumb on your clit, caressing it while still kissing you, silencing your noises. He played with your clit, flicking it from time to time but never keeping his movements fixed there.
His fingers were skilled, once he slid them inside you he already knew exactly what to do, he didn't take long to go deep, twisting his fingers and staring at you, trying to find that sweet spot he knew was there.
“Here...” You moan, holding his fist and guiding his movements. And it was like giving a gun to someone who wants to kill you, because at that very moment he pressed his fingers into a sweet spot on your spongy walls, making you see stars.
Leon grinned slightly when he saw how easy it was to get you in that state, writhing and whimpering so slyly. It was beautiful to see how responsive you were, just seeing your nipples harden in front of him was all he needed to make his cock throb inside his pants.
And in a moment, he lowered his face and took one of your nipples in his mouth, letting you enjoy the sensation of his tongue wrapping around your breast as he sucked you loudly and obscenely, giving you light bites from time to time.
That, combined with the fact that he was still fingering you, was maddening, and you found yourself gasping even more with everything at once.
With his fingers moving incessantly inside you, slowly curving and hitting several pleasurable spots along with the flicks he was giving you, you already knew it wouldn't last long. The way his fingers were already covered in your juices was a big indication.
After he was satisfied sucking on your breast, he left you with a small ‘pop’ sound, looking at your breasts and licking his lips just from seeing you like that. If it were up to him, he would spend the whole night licking and nibbling on them.
“Leon, I'm close, close—” you gasped, your hands desperately pulling at the covers so you could anchor yourself.
“You're going to get there, why don't I show you, mh?” He purrs, scissoring you while taking the opportunity to massage your clit with his thumb, putting strong pressure on your sensitive little buddy.
You called his name in a breathy tone, followed by a whisper that warned him you were close, but honestly, it's not like he didn't know that. He could feel you clenching against him, or did you think the way you were moaning and writhing beneath him wasn't a big enough clue?
“So why don't you come, hm?” He whispers, sounding like a little devil in your ear as he caresses your clit, maliciously taking advantage of the moment to give your poor little friend a hard slap.
At that moment, all you could hear was the wet sounds of his fingers going in and out of you, besides your heavy breathing, but once you decided to look him in the eyes and he responded with a roguish smile, my God, you were done for.
And you clenched around him, your eyes closing tightly as you arched your back, feeling like you were seeing stars, and in a way, you were. Because nothing could beat the delicious feeling of coming on his fingers, your body responded so obediently to his command that he felt his cock throb at the same moment, just seeing your folds painting his thick fingers was enough to drive his imagination wild.
“It wasn't difficult, was it?” He asks, watching as you struggle for air beneath him, your chest rising and falling as you gasp heavily.
You laugh breathlessly, opening your eyes to look at him for the first time after orgasm, only to receive a tug on your lip. Leon didn't waste much time in nibbling your lower lip as a way to distract you from the fact that he was already undoing his pants. You only realized it from the sound of his belt coming undone. He was quick at what he did, a lot of practice led to that.
He made a point of taking off his shirt, leaving him completely naked in front of you. And if he wasn't a sight for sore eyes, the man was a machine of muscles that looked like they had been hand-sculpted. Even with his age, he seemed to be in top shape, and not even the scars were able to erase everything he had.
You bite your lip, looking him up and down as you assess him. Six-pack abs, huge, meaty biceps, toned thighs, and a mouthwatering cock. Pink head, full of veins and eagerly hard for you, with a line of delicious precum dripping from the tip. And big enough to make you clamp your thighs together in anticipation, you were certainly in for a ride.
Without much ceremony, he returned to the bed, kissing you wetly on the lips as he helped you sit up, and to your surprise, he wasn't going to do mommy and daddy, he actually had very different plans.
He turned you over onto the mattress, putting you on all fours and pressing your face against the soft surface. For some reason, Leon wasn't the type who liked to look into the eyes of casual encounters, and he was demonstrating this perfectly to you. His hand held your head so you couldn't look at him.
On your back, you felt his warmth, his chest pressed against your back as he pressed himself against you, kissing your back lightly to distract you from what he was about to do. And for a brief moment you felt breathless when his bulbous tip invaded you, and he took his sweet time, sinking into you inch by inch, until you felt completely filled with him, and he did it masterfully. The man grunted with the feeling of being nestled so well, you curled up so perfectly that he found himself wondering if anyone had ever managed to do something so delicious.
“Tight fit... Just perfect, don't you think...?” He pronounces, giving you a light and deep thrust, his tip going so deep that you couldn't even imagine. He was just making you feel every inch of him, as he should.
“Good... Yes... That’s good...” you murmur between moans and whimpers, your eyes rolling back in your head with each thrust of his hips against yours, making his cock go deep into that sweet spot, only for him to pull out again and slowly sink into you, repeating the cycle viciously.
You hear him chuckle followed by a groan, the hand pressing your head against the mattress pulls your hair, making you lift your head a little so he can at least understand what you're saying.
“Are you already cockdrunk, sweetheart?” Leon purrs, and just him calling you sweetheart makes you clench around him in such a pathetic way, as if he had said the dirtiest thing in the world to you.
He grunted in response, and in retaliation, he pulled out of you completely, leaving you empty and desperate for a few seconds, but before you could protest anything, you felt the tip of him at your entrance, slowly rubbing against your wet opening. You then arched your hips, a sly moan escaping your lips as you almost desperately rubbed against him and searched for any kind of friction.
“Why don't you use your words...? Huh? I can't understand you if you don't speak...” He teases, giving your clit a little pat with his cock.
“Oh please… Please…” you beg, moving your hips back and forth, your hands gripping the sheets as tightly as you can.
“That sounds sweet… But I know you can do better…” Leon says in a mocking tone, enjoying the way you once again beg him coyly.
You gather your words and beg once more, whimpering like a slut, lifting your ass up to him even more, like a bitch in heat.You couldn't see him, but you could feel his smile on his face when he saw what you did, patting your ass as a sign of approval.
“Atta girl.” He grunted, sliding into you all at once, without giving you any warning of what he was going to do.
You didn't even have time to breathe when he started pounding into you, faster than before, still taking his time to push deep inside you, making sure you felt every inch, every vein, every bit of him.
With the wet slapping sounds of him entering and leaving you continuously, it was all that echoed in the room, his balls slapping against your skin, which, in addition to the obscene noise, made you roll your eyes every time it hit your clit just right.
His cock moved in and out almost viciously, and all you could hear from Leon were his grunts, which he couldn't hold back even though he tried hard. Your wet heat was like he was inside a paradise he didn't want to leave anytime soon. And suddenly, he grabbed you, reaching down to hug you and rubbing himself against you, and soon after, before you could ask any questions, he whispered breathlessly to you:
“Are you going to take it? You know you will, as you should.” Serious and bossy words, and you understood why soon after.
Leon began to pump his hips into you, humping against you as if he were a dog in heat with no control, focused only on eating the pussy he wanted so badly. It was far from gentle, each thrust of his hips into you was a moan he pulled from the back of your throat.
Leon's fucking was dirty, mixed with the sounds of your moans and his grunts every time he sank into you, your mind a hot mess every time he went into you, the way he was holding on to you was maddening, every movement of his hips hitting you made you clench around him, and in return he gave you a hard stroke as punishment, the kind that made the bed shake and creak more than usual.
And in one of those moments, you felt you were close, your pussy clenching and relaxing around him desperately, every sensation of his tip hitting the right spot making your legs even more shaky. And then you came, your walls spasming around Leon's cock as you came on him, your eyes closed tightly and your mouth open as you moaned, even drooling in the process because it felt so good.
And Leon was just a man, the poor guy couldn't hold out for long when your walls tightened around him, and you gave him the delicious sensation of coming on him, of making a mess on his cock, and soon he felt his balls pulsing, he already knew he was there.
And he quickly pulled out of you, jerking himself off a few times, and soon spurting hot, thick jets of his cum on your back and ass, moaning softly as he did so. You felt the heat run down you, and it made you clench around nothing for some reason.
He still held your hips while catching his breath, but you still felt him take a towel and wipe you down, very gently, then letting you lie down since your trembling legs were a sign that you couldn't hold that position much longer.
Before you could even turn around, you heard the sound of his belt, followed by the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, a clear sign that he was getting ready to leave.
When you turned to look at him, he was adjusting his pants, zipping them up without even glancing at you. He was methodical, not missing a beat as he made the final adjustments to his clothes.
The man was pure business, even when he took out a small card with his number on it and handed it to you, his gaze was cold, and strangely charming.
“Here, you can call if you want,” he said, tilting his head as you examine the card.
With what little shame you had left, you covered yourself and put the card in your purse, turning away for a brief second, a satisfied smile appearing on your lips as you stared at his figure.
“So... shall we do this again sometime?” The question was provocative, but there was a slight air of anticipation on your part. Well, with your legs trembling and that feeling of pleasure coursing through your body, how could you not want more?
He then finally looked you up and down, contemplating something until he let out a breath through his nose, perhaps a laugh, a humorous sigh, hard to tell.
“Same place, same day and time. Be on time.” From his tone, you could swear he was talking about some mission, something like that, but it was about you.
“But... Only next week...?” You ask with a forced pout, looking at him with a mischievous look.
He seemed surprised, and to your delight, he didn't seem to reject the idea, at least he was thinking about it. And you were already expecting a no given his coldness at times, but the reaction was different.
With silent steps, he walked up to you, sneaking up until he was in front of you, one hand cupping your cheek while holding your face firmly, eyes fixed on you.
“Stay tonight...” You whisper, not taking your eyes off him for a second.
Unexpectedly, he pressed his face against yours, slowly pressing his body against yours and pushing you back onto the bed, pinning you against him and leaving you with no way out.
His breath was warm against your cheek, you could feel his lips brushing against your soft skin as if they were light caresses, his free hand that wasn't holding your face soon ended up on your waist, under the blanket you were using as protection, and you felt the warmth of his calloused fingers on your skin.
A light chuckle in your ear was all it took for you to press your legs together, and then he murmured in a hoarse voice that was enough to make you weak in the knees.
“Don't make me regret this...” That was all he said before kissing your ear, once again staring at you with those striking blue eyes.
Once he heard your little laugh, he was on top of you again, like a hungry man. And you had asked for it, hadn't you? So he, like a gentleman, would spend the whole night with you.
Hi there! Sorry for disappearing, and first of all, I don't know how to start talking about this issue, but I want to thank you for your support during this time.
Even though I haven't posted anything for, like, almost two years? There are still a lot of people here, and beautiful messages too, which I will respond to little by little.
Thank you so much for every word and every message you took the time to leave here. It means a lot to me! Again, thank you. I don't think I could find the words to thank you even if I wanted to.
●Why did I leave?
But anyway, addressing the elephant in the room, the reason for my disappearance is relatively simple: I was feeling overwhelmed, didn't feel like writing, and decided to take a break. Initially, it was only going to be a month, but it turned into two, then three, and before I knew it, a year had passed.
(Rant about personal life. Scroll down if you want to skip.)
I can't really explain why, but I had been feeling a little overwhelmed for a while, and adult life isn't that easy either. Mainly financial problems, college, and family issues, I felt very unmotivated to do anything. You know that feeling of just wanting to disappear and forget you exist? Yeah, I've been feeling that way for the past few years.
Even if you try to distract yourself, it's like wiping ice. Eventually, everything comes back. I think in the end you just have to learn to deal with everything and try to be as strong as you can. In 2025, I ended up losing my great-grandmother, which was a huge blow since we weren't expecting it. In the middle of 2024, I thought I was going to lose my cat, who was sick, but thank God she's fine now.
That and a few other small things gradually took away my desire to focus on anything, you know? I would always distract myself by trying to play something or just sleeping when I wasn't working or studying, and over time, I started to feel sadder and emptier.
My friends at college helped me not to feel that way, even though I never talked much about these things so as not to bother anyone. Just hanging out and talking, playing together, was already very good. It made me feel loved in some way. And I made some new friends, which was really cool too.
I'm trying not to feel this way, forcing myself to have a routine, to get out of this situation because I know that the more time passes, the harder it is to take this step, and I'm really trying. So much so that I wanted to post something at Christmas, and here we are, and I'm still procrastinating writing. But I promise it's almost there.
I think that even though I'm trying to feel better, financial problems are still very strong, but I always try to keep my head up and believe that everything will work out, and I hope it does. On the night I'm writing this, I'm really worried about whether I'll be able to pay my bills at the end of the month. It's difficult, but I always want to think that it will work out, and I try not to get even more frustrated about it.
(Personal rant ends here.)
●What I did lately?
Although I'm not inspired to get back into writing, I still wrote a few random things here and there. In the meantime, I started to like many other characters as well, the most notable being Simon from cod. My goodness, how had I never seen this man before?
Well, I decided to take a chance and created some accounts, posted some fanfics that I swore would never amount to anything, and to my surprise, they blew up.
(I'll put the link here and here, in case you're interested.)
In the end, I still didn't have much motivation to continue. Despite receiving a lot of interaction with the fanfics, I always ended up abandoning the accounts afterward. But now I'm going to try to keep writing, at least to clear my mind.
Oh, and no, I didn't get tired of Leon, I just wrote more about Simon because I felt more like it at the time than Leon, but I still love my boy, don't worry!
●My plans for now!
Given all this, I want to say that I intend to gradually return to activity, perhaps posting once or twice a week, maybe more often if I feel inspired or something like that, but that's the plan for now.
Oh, and I want to continue writing Between Royalty and Vows, but I'm going to write a few more chapters and only post when I'm halfway or more than halfway done. I want to have a set day of the week so I can post for you guys on time. In total, I think there are about 40 chapters. I've already written up to about 15 or 16 since I abandoned everything when I decided to stop writing.
So, to sum it all up, I'll continue posting smut at least once a week, and whenever I can, I'll release a few sneak peeks of Between Royalty and Vows.
I just ask that you be patient with me. I'm really afraid of messing up and not meeting your expectations for the royal fanfic, especially since I'm a little rusty from not writing, but I promise I'll do my best! I'll always try my best!
●Your opinions about this!
Another thing I've been doing is posting some bots. As I mentioned above, I wanted to start writing again, so around November last year, I started posting a few things on TikTok. I made a few bots of Leon (but if you want me to make more, I can definitely do that). Most of the others are of Simon, and if you want, I can make some since bots are a little easier to write than fanfics.
Also, I would like to know if you would be interested if I created another page dedicated to Simon, since I want to keep this one exclusively for Leon. I will list some alternatives below. If you don't feel comfortable commenting, you can just check the box so I know what you want!
●Final considerations!
Anyway, thank you again for still being here. Things are difficult for me right now, but I have faith that they will get better and that everything will work out eventually. Thank you so, so much for being here during this long period of distance, and I promise I won't disappear. At least I'll stay online here, giving you news!
Take care! I wish the best for all of you! Thank you so much, I love you all very much! <3
Sorry for any grammar spelling. It's late as hell, and I'm sleepy!
Oh, and before I finish, what about Leon from r9? 🫦 Really, the man ages like wine, the older the better.
Summary: Someone's horny in the middle of the night, and you'll have to take care of his 'problem'.
Wc: 2.2k
Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, p in v, making out, oral (f receiving), sloppy sex, whiny Leon.
An: Last week was a real mess. My birthday, I ended up being sick all week, I'm slowly recovering. And to make matters worse, I'm in my exam week💀
My brain is melting😭 Tomorrow I promise to answer the comments and asks🤝
I've only just managed to post, I had this draft ready and thought I should post it so I wouldn't run out of things to post. I didn't read it, so sorry for any mistakes.
"Baby, please..." Leon whimpered in your ear, hugging you from behind, leaving a trail of wet kisses on your neck.
He was grabbing you by the hips, his erection bumping against your ass as you tried to sleep, which was impossible with you being humped by the man behind you.
He'd been awake for a while, desperate to fuck you, who knows why he woke up with his cock hard in the middle of the night. Jerking off wasn't enough, he needed you.
"Leon.... Tomorrow..." You mumble, trying to bury your head in the pillow.
You heard him protest in a whimper, pressing his erection hard against you, making you moan softly into the pillow, and he grunted at the contact. He wasn't taking no for an answer.
"Love...." He pleaded, giving your jaw a light bite, not wasting a second and promptly sliding his hand under your clothes, caressing your belly, feeling your skin slide under his fingers.
His other hand went behind your neck, up to the back of your head where he began to massage, bringing his lips to your cheeks, giving wet kisses all over your face.
"Please..." He whispered, not caring if he sounded desperate or not, he just wanted you, it was the only thing on his mind.
You didn't even have time to answer, he was quick enough to move his hand down to your ass, opening your ass cheeks and pressing his erection in the middle, rubbing back and forth.
He was so needy that you could already feel him leaking through his underwear, his hoarse, whimpering voice echoing in your ears. Just by the state he was in, you were already starting to feel wet.
"You feel so good..." He whispered, moving against you harder, eliciting several low moans from you.
You could feel his nails digging into your soft flesh, holding your ass open for him to rub against you.
He was drooling on you, his kisses on your neck becoming more and more desperate, his tongue coming out of his mouth to lick the whole length of your skin, his body shaking with precipitation.
If you didn't let him do what he wanted to you, he'd certainly be able to cum in his pants.
"I need you so much..." He whispers, bringing his hand up to your breasts, gently caressing them up until then.
"Leon... Mhm..." You murmured in a somewhat sleepy voice, shifting a little in bed.
He whimpered in your ear, pushing you down a little further, grinding against you with a little more vigor, and it wasn't long before he had your nipple between his fingers, rolling it between his digits.
"I need to fuck you... I want it so bad it hurts." He purred, giving your nipple a vicious tug, and the unexpected action made you gasp.
Seeing that he wouldn't get any response from you at this point, he quickly turned you over on the bed, laying you on your back.
Before you could protest, he captured your lips in a languid kiss, his lips crashing against yours in a primal way, as if he couldn't help himself.
He kissed you so hard that at one point you could feel his teeth chattering against yours, he kissed you in such a sloppy, desperate way. Just as he began to press his erection into the mattress, wanting to relieve himself in some way.
You were so trapped at this point that at some point you just started moaning against each other, as if the kissing session was all you needed to go over the edge.
Almost painfully, the two of you broke apart, breathing heavily and quickly, almost out of breath from the intensity of your kisses.
When he looked at you, seeing your cheeks so red, the way your chest rose and fell with every heavy breath you took. Oh, and those lips, the way you looked at him so slyly like that.
At the same moment he felt his cock throbbing inside the confines of his pants. As if it were a last desperate act, he stuck his face between your breasts, sticking his tongue out in a clumsy way, sucking on your nipple as if it were the last thing he was going to do.
You moaned against the pillow, pushing his head against your breast. He grunted at the sudden contact, sucking on you desperately.
Despite not wanting it at first, you found yourself soaking wet now, grinding your pussy against his thigh that was between your legs, and he grinned like a bastard when he saw the state you were in.
"Mhm.... I want to fuck you..." He whispers, taking his mouth off your breast, searching for air, and he could already see the imprint of his lips around your breast.
You smiled slyly, rubbing your wetness against him hard, and in response he put a wide palm on your chest, lowering his face so that he could kiss you, leaving no part of your face untouched.
"Can I taste you? Please, please." He pleaded in a sly voice, tugging on your nipples once more, his mouth kissing you wetly and incessantly all over your face.
Fuck, how could you say no when he was asking so nicely?
When he saw you nod, Leon gave you a sly smile, turning you over so that you lay on your back properly, lifting your clothes to gain access to your thighs.
Once he had your legs open, he licked his lips, looking at your pussy which was already wet and waiting for him. In the blink of an eye he buried his face in your folds, sticking his tongue out and licking the entire length of your flesh, lapping at your skin like a hungry man, making loud, impure slurping sounds.
You could feel his nose hitting your clit every time he stuck his tongue into your needy hole, his hot muscle moving in and out in an incessant manner. His hands gripped your thighs in a firm way, leaving red marks from his fingers, from how hard he was holding you.
"So good, mhmm, you're so hot..." He murmurs against your slit, giving you an awkward smile, then going back to licking you all over again.
You were so red, your cheeks burning as you squirmed on the bed, your lips parted as you moaned, your hips moving back and forth, searching for more friction. Leon groaned when he felt your hand on his blond strands, which you took advantage of to push him against you, making him sink into your heat.
"Fuck-" You whimper, tugging at his hair, and he lets out a low murmur in response, giving your clit a hard suck, then sinking his tongue into your hole once more.
His cock was aching and throbbing in his pants, and he couldn't help himself, unconsciously humping the bed, eating you out desperately, wanting to taste your sweetness again and again.
You soon began to feel that warm sensation forming in the pit of your stomach, your mind becoming more and more blurred with each caress of his tongue. Your furrows running down his chin, his mouth completely moist from the result of your arousal.
"Cum, cum, baby, cum on my tongue." He whispers, working tirelessly on your cunt, with no intention of stopping.
And there you went, unable to hold back the orgasm that washed over you when he licked and caressed you like that. You gushed out your juices, your eyes rolling into the back of your head once you felt the hot liquid being squirted out of you.
"Fuck Leon!" You let out a moan mixed with a sigh, your face all red with pleasure.
Faced with the scene, Leon didn't have much to do, his cock, which was throbbing painfully in the constraints of his pants, no longer hurt, he just felt the warmth forming in his body. Only to feel the thick ropes of cum spilling out, staining all his clothes. He didn't even realize it, he couldn't even hold back his own urges.
Leon couldn't even hide the blush that appeared fiercely on his cheeks, he felt so ashamed that he hadn't been able to hold back. But you couldn't blame him, every time he stared at your wet folds he couldn't help it, he felt all his blood pulsing to his lower body.
"I love the taste of you." He says in a sweet voice, as if he hadn't just eaten you out like a starving man.
When you regained your senses, you focused your gaze on him, and watched as he licked up all the rest of your fluids, licking his lips when he'd finished, then getting down on his knees.
"I promise I'll make it up to you. I promise." He says in a purr, soon putting his pants down, along with his underpants.
You saw a part of his cock, the pink tip that was dripping, not only that, but it was all sticky with his cum. At that moment you felt your pussy get even wetter.
Your legs remained open as you watched him, his hand wrapped firmly around his cock.
When he started masturbating, dirty, erotic moans came out of his mouth, whimpers so sly that you could spend the night watching him.
Leon could feel his cock getting harder and harder in his hand, with every movement, a little trail of pre-cum running down his pink tip.
"Mhm.... I'm going to fuck you. You're going to feel so good." He said, so sweetly, but at the same time looking at you in such a naughty way.
Once again he positioned himself on top of you, his tip resting lightly against your entrance. His cum mixing with yours, your fluids mixing with his, making a slippery mess.
You gripped the sheets tightly, biting your lower lip, your body moving involuntarily against him, begging for any other movement.
"You're so beautiful..." Leon purrs, giving you a little distraction, because right after that line he thrust hard against you.
He entered you at once, completely, without even letting you breathe. You went to heaven when you felt all that stretching once again, your walls stretching to accommodate him, your tight pussy wrapping itself tightly around him, making him grunt in response.
"Fucking tight-" he growls, placing his hands on your hips, letting his fingers sink into your skin.
He slowly put his body up against yours, letting his weight rest on you a little. His hips jerked against yours, his fingers leaving red marks on your hips.
Your mouth opened to let out a silent whimper, while your eyes closed tightly as he thrust all the way in and hit that spongy spot that made you see stars every time.
You swore you couldn't even hear yourself anymore, or know whatever inarticulate sounds you were letting out. The only sensation that was in your body was the sloppy thrusts, his tip reaching deep points, touching your cervix from time to time.
" Tight little pussy, so fucking good." Leon purrs, his hips moving against yours in an almost involuntary way, as if he no longer had any control.
Just as he could no longer hold back all the noises he let out every time you squeezed around him, your walls wrapped around his cock so tightly that he was trying not to roll his eyes every time it happened.
You could already feel your body heating up once again, you could even see the bodily signs that it wouldn't be long before you went over the edge once more. And Leon would be lying if he didn't say the same thing.
In a failed and desperate attempt to drown out his sounds, he put his mouth on yours, kissing you passionately and hotly, increasing the speed with which he thrust into you. In and out, in sync with the roll of your hips.
You felt your body shiver when he put his tongue inside your mouth, exploring everything he could, wanting to feel everything you could offer him.
It was the last straw for you to come, creaming all over his cock, making another mess of the sheets. The sensation of you moaning against his mouth, or the way he felt you cumming for him so easily, was a spark of electricity in his body.
All you understood was some cursing that came out of him, then his hot cum inside you. He was going to pull out, hell, he knew he shouldn't cum inside you. But how could he take his cock out of you when you nestled so perfectly?
The two of you were a mess, barely able to breathe, his forehead resting under yours as he tried to catch his breath.
And then he smiled innocently, whispering, "Round two?"
You rolled your eyes, he wasn't serious.
"No, it's two in the morning. We should be asleep." You retorted, and he nodded with a displeased pout.
He promptly got off you, rolling onto his side and hugging you from behind once again, keeping you close. He seemed quite relaxed now.
It's a long night, although he's satisfied now, maybe he just needs a little more love throughout the evening.
Summary: A forced marriage, a fate set in stone, nothing could change that.
In the world of royalty, there were no choices, only obligations to fulfill. What you didn't expect was to become engaged to a renowned prince, ready to succeed the lineage.
Until that moment, you still had some hope that everything would work out, maybe it wasn't so bad. But it would be a shame if your future husband had a mistress.
Wouldn't it?
Wc: 2.8k
Warnings: slow burn, angst, hurt/ comfort, cheating, arranged marriage, eventual smut, one-sided love, affairs, manipulative behavior from Leon, male chauvinism, misogyny (I'll put more once things start to progress).
The sun was only just coming up, but you had already been awake for a long time. You weren't even allowed to sleep properly that day, after all, the bride had to get up early to prepare for the big occasion. The wedding.
You were surrounded by the queen's ladies, several seamstresses and other maids, some of whom you had never seen set foot in this castle.
In this preparation, no part of you was forgotten, you were adorned from head to toe, from the veil that covered your head to the delicate satin shoes that embellished your feet. Not even if you looked for a strand of hair out of place would you find one. You were dressed like a queen, a beauty so stunning that it could make anyone fall at your feet.
Everyone but the one you wanted.
When your eyes caught sight of yourself in the mirror, you could see every detail of your dress with the utmost clarity. The delicate silk, the lace seams that made sophisticated patterns, just by looking at it you could tell it was too expensive.
The jewelry that Leon had given you a few days ago was now all on you, from necklaces to earrings, or the crown that was on your head, which he had also chosen for you.
You were the bride, but you felt like a stranger in your own wedding, as if it wasn't yours, the intruder was you, the bride herself.
"You look beautiful, Your Highness." One of the maids said, looking at you with admiration.
You then smiled, a forced but beautiful smile, and thanked her with a nod of your head. You made a few more adjustments to your dress yourself. Until then, without realizing the queen's presence at the door, the lady looked at you from top to bottom.
"You look perfect, dear." She said in a velvety voice, approaching you.
Since the last 'disagreement' with the queen, she had been a little distant from you, but apparently everything had passed and she was acting as if nothing had happened. Maybe she just wants to make up.
"You're the perfect suitor for my son, that's why I chose you." She says, as if proud of the fact.
"Thank you, Your Grace." You say in a soft voice, keeping your smile.
She paused, coming up behind you and putting her hands on your shoulders.
Of course you knew your obligation as a woman, but hearing her say that she chose you as if you were just a pretty product on the shelf, didn't seem right.
"I imagine it wasn't easy." You say, trying to get into the same frame of mind as her.
She then nodded, gently adjusting a few details of your veil.
"It's hard to find someone who's worthy of being a prince's wife, it's not easy, being a good wife is a hard chore." She says, letting her fingers trace your necklace.
You gave her a sidelong glance, gathering all your respect, holding your tongue so as not to say something you might regret.
"I'm sure I'll be adequate." You replied politely.
"I'm sure of it, I can already imagine that you'll be able to liven up this castle. Especially when you start giving me heirs." That word sent shivers down your spine, not in a good way.
You always thought that having children would come from an act of passionate love, from those tenuous moments that formed between a couple. But it didn't take long for you to realize that it was just an obligation, and that sooner or later you would be forced to fulfill it.
"Are you already thinking of heirs, Majesty?" You murmured, thinking out loud and not realizing that you had said it out loud.
In a quiet response, she let her hands rest on your abdomen, as if she were seeing the prospect of a child in there.
"That's one of your main purposes, dear. To give my son heirs." You tried your best not to feel disgusted by the tone used, but the idea that you were just an object, destined to fulfill a role at court, was disturbing.
"I also depend on your son's will." You say, gently and firmly removing her hands from your body.
You knew what she was getting at with this manipulation.
"My son will not disappoint." She retorts, watching you support yourself on your heels and head for the exit of your room.
"No of course he won't, he already has." You say without thinking, sharp, harsh words slipping out of your mouth.
You only saw the queen change her expression, which at this point was no longer friendly, but had turned into a gray, angry expression. As if sent from heaven, Chris was charged with taking you to the carriage, and to your surprise he was already waiting for you at the door.
"Your Highness." He said with the same cutting smile as always, expecting you to accompany him.
And you did so without much thought, walking alongside him, trying to disguise the nervous look on your face
"Leon is already waiting for you at the cathedral." He says politely, helping you down the stairs.
"Oh, then we should hurry." You say, lifting up your dress so you can walk more quickly.
"We'll be there in time, don't worry." He assures you, holding your hand as you descend.
Once you had reached the main hall, you heard buzzing here and there, but you couldn't quite make it out. Until you focused your attention on a subject that was of great interest to you.
"I hear that Princess Ashley is very ill! She won't even be able to attend the wedding!" One of the maids commented to Ausdret, who was listening attentively.
"Get back to your duties, there's a lot to do!" Ausdret retorted, giving no room for any gossip to continue.
Ashley sick, a severe cold? Or some more serious illness? In fact, she'd have to be very ill not to attend such an event, or perhaps it's an excuse?
Chris certainly sensed your uncertainty, and promptly muttered, "It'll be fine. You look gorgeous, and so will the wedding."
You felt a small sense of relief, but it was enough to make you put your head together and think about the day ahead.
"Yes, it'll be fine." You murmured back to Chris, sounding more like something to you than to him.
In a cozy silence, he took you to the carriage waiting outside, where they were already waiting for you.
"Good luck, Your Highness." Chris whispers just for you to hear, giving you a gentle smile.
You nod, trying to force your best smile. Despite the storm in your heart, you needed to keep everything in order. Once you got into the luxurious carriage, you knew there was no turning back. And you had chosen that, now all you had to do was wait for the road to end and you would be at the altar, sealing an illusory commitment.
Once you got out of the carriage, you heard the trumpets sounding to announce your arrival, and that's when you began to walk calmly, always keeping your smile and elegance, your head held high as you were the target of the party's prying eyes. Your father was already waiting for you at the entrance to the cathedral, ready to take you down the aisle.
On the way to the altar, you didn't know if it was harder to walk in a dress that size or if the weight of your heart was more significant than that. When the trumpets stopped, all you could hear was the faint applause, the low murmurs here and there, which were so low that you couldn't identify what they were about.
The cathedral was packed, so many people there and you didn't even know half of them, but if they were there, they were certainly important people.
In the distance you could see your family, who smiled proudly at you, your mother with her eyes watering almost to the point of tears, and of course for her everything was perfect, and even if it wasn't, your family and his would act as if everything was a beautiful fairy tale.
Your walk down the aisle was soon marked by the orchestra, playing the standard wedding tune, the sounds echoing through the room as you this time took your focus off your family, and managed to spot your groom, waiting impatiently for you at the altar.
Hate him all you want, but he was breathtaking. Leon found himself wearing a black suit, his eupalette shining when the sun reflected off them, his hair slicked back in a style you hadn't seen him wear before. When you saw him return your gaze, you felt butterflies blooming in your stomach, your breath catching in your throat, causing you to hold the flowers in your hands tighter. He looked so beautiful, you could gasp just looking at him.
Step by step you finally reached the altar, making a small courtesy, and your father gave you a small blessing, and you promptly positioned yourself next to the prince. You were so close, so far apart, almost tying the knot, but still far from finding each other.
Once silence prevailed, the priest cleared his throat and looked at everyone, but specifically at the two of you.
"I appreciate everyone's presence for the celebration of this union. I request that you all take your places so that we can begin the ceremony." The priest said, looking at everyone seriously, but with a certain joy in his eyes.
"We are here today to initiate the union between two kingdoms, between two young lovers." The older man says, his attention focused on the pieces of paper on the lectern.
Who in the whole kingdom wouldn't be happy about such a union?
Everyone sits down and stares at the two of you, the youngest couple about to be married.
"We are here to witness, before God and the whole kingdom, the conjuncture and union between two royals, a prince and a princess, who will soon be our next majesties." Once again the priest spoke, this was his moment to speak, and he would make the importance of this union even clearer.
And then he looks up at the two of you, speaking seriously once again, " Matrimony is a sacred union, not to be broken by anything. The only plausible explanation for breaking that holy and sacred union, is death."
These words sent a chill down your spine, and you couldn't help but swallow when you found yourself facing this situation. Only death could separate the two of you.
What could be a love story for any couple in love, for you, God forgive you, seemed to be more of a curse than anything else.
With a glance from the priest, you saw a girl approaching, carrying the rings on a small cushion. They were made of pure metal, shining so brightly that they were striking even from a distance. Yours had his name engraved on it, along with a diamond at the top.
Leon's ring, on the other hand, also had your name on it, but no stones or other adornments. This was the time to exchange vows, the moment when the two of you would make promises and promises of love.
Another girl came and gently took the bouquet of flowers from your hand, so that you could turn around and face Leon, and the two of you were staring at each other. And you didn't see a hint of love in Leon's eyes, maybe you found some emotion, and it was probably discontent.
Leon then took your hands in his, his warm, larger hands wrapped around yours, and you felt a sudden shiver at the small act.
"Do you promise, Leon Scott Kennedy, to take," he then spoke your name, "as your lawfully wedded wife, to love her, comfort her, honor her and guard her, in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, as long as you both shall live?"
The silence was deafening, everything was quiet except for the sound of your heart beating in your ears, and at the slightest gesture, you squeezed his hand even harder.
At the same moment, you saw him press his lips together tightly, his emotions screaming inside him, the pain between having to seal an incorrigible path, put everything he once wanted to the test, override the desire to follow his heart.
With a certain apprehension, he picked up the ring, removed your gloves, and then slid the ring onto your ring finger.
"Yes… I promise." He says, without any conviction, for the first time you saw his gaze empty, but at the same time you could see the melancholy present there.
"Do you promise," the priest began, clearly speaking your full name before continuing, "to take Leon Scott Kennedy as your lawful wedded husband, to love him, comfort him, honor him and guard him, in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, as long as you both shall live?"
His hesitation to answer was an answer as clear as a thousand words.
But now his oath had been made, all that was left was for you.
With your mind working a thousand miles a minute, all you did was look deep into Leon's eyes, as if you were searching for something there, perhaps something to calm your nerves. But he was looking for the same thing in you, so you were both looking for solace, when you wouldn't have any.
When you saw the people looking at you with a certain astonishment, seeing that you were slow to respond, you also reached for the wedding ring that sealed the marriage, taking Leon's hand in yours as you placed the jewel on his finger.
"Yes, I promise." You said in a whisper, just giving the priest and Leon a chance to hear.
You could already hear some murmurs forming in the cathedral, but you couldn't make out what they were about. A request for silence from the priest was enough to stop all sound, and silence took over once again.
A sound of the priest cleaning his throat, was enough for you to come back to reality and stop staring at Leon, paying attention to what the priest had to say.
"In the sight of God and of people, I now pronounce you husband and wife. May this unification be full of fruits and joys, may it bring to our country what we need. And may you both be happy and blessed by God." For the first time you see the priest give the two of you a slight smile and then mutter:
"You must seal the union with a kiss." The phrase gave you butterflies in your stomach, and it didn't take more than a few seconds for Leon to bring his face close to yours.
At that moment, all you could feel was the blush rising to your cheeks, and everything around it disappeared once he locked his lips onto yours, gently placing a hand on your cheek to hold you in place.
You closed your eyes and let yourself be carried away by the sensation, your lips on his as you moved in sync, in a gentle and sweet way.
If everything was as sweet as this moment was being, then you would feel complete. But life is not a bed of roses.
Once you parted, you leaned your foreheads together, and listened to the various cheers and whistles you saw from everyone watching.
"I promise you'll be happy." Leon whispered to you, and you didn't know if it was worse that he was lying in front of God, or that you believed it so easily.
"I hope so." You reply with a weak smile, looking at him deeply.
When the two of you turned your faces away a little, you were faced with a crowd of emotional people looking at you. Some smiled, some cried, but everyone seemed to be happy for the two of you.
You knew it was far from over, you still had the reception, the ball, and the tedious conversations that would go on for endless minutes.
But since all these real commitments would be over before nightfall, you would soon be going on honeymoon with Leon.
A thought that would almost certainly be a dream for couples in love. But you didn't know whether to be apprehensive or disappointed, perhaps even intrigued. You'd be lying if you said that the idea of sleeping with him didn't make your knees weak.
In any case, when the two of you went on your honeymoon, you would indeed play your part as his wife. Something about that was strangely excoriating.
And when that happened, you were his, officially his.
Your "Between royalty and vows" fic is so great! if you don't mind me asking, how old are Leon and Yn? (Off the topic but it was a very nice move to have Ashley as a love interest instead of Ada, atp everyone does that)
Leon and yn are in their early 20's, yn being a bit younger than Leon. They're pretty young since in the royalty, normally the couples marry in their early life, so I followed that.
And yes, I was going to put Claire or Ashley to be the princess, idk, Ada isn't the type to handle Leon's bullshit, so I thought Ashley was a better fit.
