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[icantsleep47]

i just want to say thank you for the support i have gotten on my fics. i struggle to write sometimes but i just try and convince myself that any bad writing is better than ai doing it. 😭 im also still figuring this app out so be patient with me.

of course if there is anything i can do to improve, pls lmk.

i am somewhat taking requests for leon and male reader fics. just dont be upset with me if i dont do them cus I'm kind of picky about what i write. sorry in advance.

[icantsleep47]

I Think It's Gonna Rain

Leon and reader are ex lovers.

This is a rollercoaster of emotions honestly. A little bit of angst sprinkled in here. I'm all over the place.

Smut but no aftercare, sorry. MDNI!

Reader is kind of mean ?

Male reader

The beginning is younger Leon, end is older.

Proof read but stuff happens.

Rain poured down onto the metal roof of Leon's apartment. He hated the rain. It always brought back bad memories. Like the night in 1998. That day that plagues his thoughts nearly every waking moment. He swears he could remember the sound of the rain just outside the Raccoon City police department.

  Rain also made other memories resurface. Memories that weren't so bad. Memories of a man he used to know. A man that would talk about how much he loved the rain.

  That man was [Name] [Lastname]. His now ex.

  They shared everything about themselves with one another for the few years they were together. There was a true connection between them. A shared home. Thoughts of settling down. Then work got in the way.

  Both men were hard working agents. Leon was apart of the DSO and [Name] was a BSAA agent. They met in the feild, crossing paths on missions that had similar goals. Leon fell hard. He made it clear to [Name] that he wanted him. They started dating all while still working. Everything was going smoothly for about a year or so. That was until [Name] couldn't catch a break. When he did and got back, Leon was then sent out. It was a constant back and forth leaving them unable to really see each other.

  As time went on, they agreed that breaking up was for the best. Neither of them had the time.

  Several years pass and Leon sat watching the rain hit the ground just outside the living room window, reminiscing. He hadn't put a whole lot of thought towards his past relationship with [Name] until recently. Maybe he was feeling lonely. Not only had it been so long since they were together, but they haven't even seen each other or contacted since. He wondered what he was up to. If [Name] found somebody else. If [Name] still thought about him like he did. Leon forced himself to think of anything else. It wasn't his business anymore.

  Fighting bioweapons was a pretty good distraction. Leon was sent out on yet another grueling mission. It was the same thing over and over again. Some maniac was constantly out there trying to mass spread a virus of some kind. This was no different.

  Leon was walking through what looked liked an abandoned lab. He slowly crept passed the glass containers, keeping vigilant with his gun at the ready. His ear picked up on footsteps just around the corner. He paused, calculating his next moves carefully. Once the footsteps were in range, he rounded the corner and pointed his gun. It was dimly lit in the lab so he couldn't tell right away who it was.

  "Stop right there."

  The other person also aimed a gun towards Leon at the sudden intrusion. They quickly lowered it when they recognized the voice.

  "Leon?"

  Leon's eyes widen slightly and his gun dropped to his side. It was [Name]. In the flesh.

  "I'll be damned."

  It had to have been over 5 years since thet last seen one another. Sure Leon saw his picture in BSAA assignment files but those pictures didn't do him justice. He looked good. A little older, and more tired around the eyes, but good nonetheless.

  "DSO got you on this too, huh?"

  "Looks like it."

  They walked through the lab for a bit together. They talked about their objectives, voices low enough just for then to hear just in case they had company. Guns stated in tight grips. Both seemed to try their hardest to ignore their romantic past, talking as if nothing ever happened between them. They were professional agents after all. It was just business. Now they were nothing but old acquaintances. Coworkers to a degree.

  Even so, Leon looked at him in a way that was anything but professional. He took notes. Like the way [Name]'s hair still laid the same way. He remembers waking up and watching him style his hair like that every morning. How he was built. He didn't remember [Name] having that much muscle though. BSAA must have him working hard.

  "I believe this is where we split, Agent Kennedy." [Name] stopped at the two way hallway, facing Leon with a faint smile.

  Leon didn't want to see him walk away again, but what could he do. They had a job to finish.

  "Yeah." He thought for a moment. A sentence festering in his mind. He had to say it. "It was good to see you again."

  [Name] smiled wider now. His eyes left Leon to peer down the separate path he was about to take, then back to the man.

  "It was good to see you too."

  Last thing Leon saw was [Name]'s back disappear around the corner. All he could do was hope they would cross paths again.

 

  The DSO often took care of hotel rooms for traveling agents that need a place to stay temporarily. Leon checked in, having accomplished his goal of his latest assignment. As he spoke to the receptionist, someone walked into the lobby. Leon didn't think much of it. That was until that familiar color pallet caught his eye.

  "Looks like our bosses had similar ideas on hotel reservations." [Name] said as he walked up to the desk.

  Leon pulled himself together the best he could. The receptionist was still busy typing something on the computer.

  "Given its the only hotel around here, not much of a surprise."

  "Alright sir, you're room number is 210." The lady at the desk chimed in, handing Leon his key card. He backed up from the desk to allow [Name] to have his turn.

  "See you around." He said towards [Name] before turning to the elevator.

  Later in [Name]'s room, he piled up his tactical gear in one of the room's corners. He was filthy. Tired. A shower was the only thing he wanted at the moment. He took his clean clothes from his small duffel back and headed for the bathroom. Before stripping himself of his clothes, he went to turn on the nozzle of the shower. This was it would be warming up while he took his clothes off.

  Only, the water never came.

  He tried it again. Nothing.

  "You've got to be shitting me."

  All of it just turned into more work. He would have to call to get someone to fix it. Chances are they wouldn't even be able to get to it tonight. [Name] groaned in frustration. The BSAA could have at least ensured a good hotel room for all his hard work. A suite sounded great right about now.

  A thought popped up in his head. He could ask to use Leon's.

  210.

  He recalled the room number the receptionist told Leon. The only thing stopping [Name] now was his pride. Everything felt so awkward. All the unspoken things with their past. He just wanted to go to bed, sleep it off and start over. But he couldn't. Not with how dirty he felt.

  "Damn it."

  Shoving his clothes back into his bag, he picked it up and headed to Leon's room. He felt utterly humiliated and nervous. Yet, he had some excitement in seeing Leon.

  Meanwhile, Leon had already gotten cleaned up. He sat with his back leaned against headboard on the hotel bed, watching whatever reality show was playing. Having something to watch kept him from thinking so much. Stop him from wondering what [Name] was up to. He nearly jumped when he heard a knock at the door. He reluctantly got up out of the bed and made his way to the door. He looked through the peephole, expecting anything but what he was actually seeing.

  The door swung open faster than Leon intended. [Name] stood there holding his duffel bag.

  "Hey... sorry to bother you you. I was just going to ask if I could use your shower? Mine isn't working."

  Leon nodded his head, hiding the fact that he was more than happy to let [Name] in. He took a step aside.

  "Course." Leon watched as [Name] stepped inside.

  "Thanks. I'll be quick."

  "Don't worry. Take as long as you need."

  The door shut behind them two automatically. [Name] felt both out of place and right where he was supposed to be. It was awkward to say the least.

  A sigh of relief came from [Name] as he turned the shower on. He'd never been so happy to see running hot water. He stripped down and submerged himself into the water. The warmth alone made him feel content.

  Leon sat on the edge of his bed. His eyes trained on the bathroom door. He could hear the shower running. He imagined [Name]'s form under the water, picturing every detail as he once did.

His legs moved on their own. He just couldn't take it.

  The bathroom door opened silently. [Name]'s back was to the shower entrance as he washed his face in the hot water. Leon could only vaguely make out [Name]'s body through the shower curtain. They used to shower together all the time. Leon would wash [Name]'s hair, his body. They took care of each other. Being reduced to borderline strangers was agony.

  [Name] knew he walked it. He said nothing in hopes Leon would go through with what he was thinking.

  Leon's clothes hit the floor. He pushed open the curtain. His eyes looked over [Name]'s perfect back. He looked better than he did all those years ago. Leon didn't think that was even possible. His feet hit the bottom of the wet shower floor one by one as he stepped in. He knew [Name] was aware he was in there. [Name] was trained to be hyper aware of his surroundings at all times after all.

  A hand rose up. Leon's fingers gently grazed the skin of [Name]'s back.

  No reaction still.

  His whole palm was on his back now. It trailed over the scared skin. Leon felt the hard working muscles just beneath the surface. They flexed as he touched. [Name] let out a deep breath, leaning into the touch. Neither of them said a word. The only sound in the room was the running water. Leon traced the skin up his spine then over a shoulder. [Name] finally turned around, his eyes finding Leon's crystal blue ones.

  "We shouldn't." [Name] spoke first.

  "I know." Leon missed that beautiful face of his. Missed that look in his eyes when he clearly wanted something but didn't know how to ask for it. "Just give me this one time."

  His hand cupped the side of [Name]'s face. He leaned in to capture his lips with his own. Leon's eyes fluttered shut. The familiar sensation of [Name]'s lips and scruff against his skin filled his heart like it did all those years ago. His heart rejoiced even further when [Name] kissed him back with equal passion.

  All that loneliness seemed to vanish into the kiss. Leon hadn't been with anyone since. He couldn't. Even if he agreed to end their relationship, his heart was still [Name]'s.

  Their tongues breached each others mouths. Leon's hands were all over [Name]. [Name] reluctantly pulled back before things could go any further. He finally spoke again.

  "Let me get done cleaning up first." His tone was mellow. His hand rested on Leon's chest.

  "I'll help."

  Leon washed [Name] starting with his hair. It was like things were just as they were before. Leon spent many nights like this. Washing him with so much care. Watching the soap run down his back. It was a domestic type of feeling that his soul yearned for.

  Stepping out of the shower together, they halfheartedly dried off with their own individual towels before they were on each other again. Scruff against scruff, tongues intertwined, teeth clashing. Neither of them thought they would see the day again. They made their way into the bedroom. The backs of Leon's knees hit the bed just before he fell onto it. Their lips never broke. [Name] crawled over him between his legs. Leon felt [Name]'s hard arousal pressing against his own.

  He wasn't sure what was worse. [Name] moving on, or him not. Leon wanted him to be happy but he couldn't stand the thought of [Name] doing this with anyone else. He couldn't help but buck his hips up. [Name] groaned into Leon's mouth. He broke the kiss, leaning back on his knees. He was already lining his cock up with Leon's entrance.

  No prep or lube. [Name] just slid himself in. Leon hissed out his teeth. It burned but he found it hard to care. His nail dug into [Name]'s shoulders. The pleasure of being in this position again for the first time in several years had overridden the pain. Next thing he knew, [Name] had already started moving. Leon huffed and whined. His eyes closed tightly. Brows knitted. [Name]'s breath was on his neck. He could hear the pained pleasure emanating from him as well.

  "Fuck, [Name]."

  The words escaped with much effort. He used to talk to him a lot easier during sex, but everything was happening so fast. [Name] rocked their bodies harder. He could tell he was frustrated. Maybe he didn't move on and was just as lonely as he was.

  Leon's brain short circuited when [Name] hit that spot inside. He lifted his hips to give him a better angle.

  "Right there, baby." He didn't mean for the pet name to slip. "You still fuck so good."

  [Name] wasn't thinking much. His silence put Leon on edge but he couldn't focus on that with the feeling of his cock filling him. His climax building rapidly.

  "Talk to me, [Name]." Leon tried to get [Name] to say something. Anything. He kissed [Name]'s cheek to reassure him.

  "I'm close."

  That didn't satisfy Leon but it was better than nothing.

  "Cum in me, baby. Like you used to."

  Tears threatened to escape from Leon's eyes. He felt so good but so terrible at the same time. He feared this would open a whole can of emotions that they equally tried to avoid because their lives were anything but normal. Meaning neither would their relationship be.

 

  After their shared releases, [Name] stayed hovering over Leon. Their heavy breaths mingled with one another's. Leon stared up at him with pure admiration. His palm found the side of [Name]'s face again. His thumb traced his cheekbone. The cheekbones he used to kiss every evening before bed. [Name] couldn't look at him.

  "Please tell me what's on your mind." Leon said.

  Silence. Agonizing silence.

  [Name] then pulled out of Leon and shifted out of the bed. His feet made a quiet thud on the hotel room floor. Leon's heart sank. He chewed on the inside of his lip as he watched [Name] fetch his clothes from his duffel bag.

  "[Name]."

  Nothing. [Name] slid on his boxers, back to Leon.

  "[Name]." Leon leaned up on the bed. He pulled the sheets over his lap. "[Name], I'm sorry."

  "This was a mistake." [Name]'s voice was like a knife to Leon's chest.

  It felt like the room was caving in on Leon. Everything he ever wanted just told him that having making love again was a mistake. He was probably right. They didn't have the time for each other because of their jobs. They were deprived of emotional connection, but Leon still loved him. He'd do anything to keep him.

  "Do you remember what you said about the rain?" [Name] paused, his unzipped jeans sitting idly on his hips. Leon looked out the hotel windows as he spoke. "You told me it makes everything slow down. That the world takes a break from the chaos to avoid getting wet. It made you feel validated for resting because the weather gives you no choice."

  "Leon–"

  "I swear that's the most peaceful I have ever seen you sleep was when it rained."

  "Leon, stop-" [Name] turned around. Leon met eye contact.

  "I remember all the things you told me you liked. From the rain, to how you like your coffee. You're favorite pair of shoes—"

  "Stop!" [Name]'s voice was raised now. Leon's mouth snapped shut. "Please stop. I can't... I can't go through that again. I just can't."

  [Name] continued putting on the rest of his clothes. Leon didn't know what else to say. All he could do now was watch the love of his life grab his bag and walk to the door.

  "I love you, [Name]. Always will."

  The hand on the door hesitated. The words struck [Name] so deeply. He loved him too, but their lives would never let them stay together. He convinced himself that this was better for both of them.

  "Goodbye, Leon."

  And that was it. Leon watched [Name] disappear once again.

 

  Years later.

  After Raccoon City and Leon was finally healed, he made the decision to finally have his well deserved retirement. He bought a house, a nice one at that. Things could finally be normal for him.

  There was still this lingering feeling of emptiness though. Something was alway missing. Someone.

 

  Gathering the mail for the day, Leon sat down at his kitchen table. He shifted through all the envelopes. It was more of the usual stuff. Until he came across one envelope in particular. He opened it and saw a peice of paper with writing on it. He grabbed his reading glasses and unfolded it completely. He recognized the handwriting immediately.

  A knock at the door. Leon was quick to his feet. He opened it without thinking and...

  There he was. The handle of a suitcase in one hand, and the strap of his backpack over his shoulder in the other.

  "[Name]."

  "Sorry I'm late. My flight got delayed and traffic was terrib-"

  Leon stepped out passed the doorframe and kissed [Name]. Both his hands held [Name]'s head. The suitcase hit the concrete below as [Name] kissed back. Leon broke the kiss but still held [Name].

  "I never stopped waiting for you."

  "I know. I'm sorry you had to wait so long."

  Leon embraced him, arms nearly picking [Name] up off the ground.

  "Let's get married. Have that life we always wanted." Leon spoke softly into [Name]'s shoulder. The other laughed at the bold suggestion.

  Now that they were both retired, all of it was finally possible. No more awful virus outbreaks to deal with. No more Bioweapons. No more fighting.

  "Sounds like a plan to me."

  Leon smiled and squeezed him ever so slightly. He didn't need the rain to feel at peace. [Name] did that for him.

thanks for reading!

[icantsleep47]

this is shorter than my usual stuff but i had an idea in my head that i couldn't stop thinking about and couldn't think of a plot for it so... yeah.

reader is said to have reading glasses but can be older or not. can also be any Leon but I had re9 version in mind.

male reader ofc

NSFW! MDNI!!

  [Name] was seated up against the headboard of his bed. The light from his phone reflected off his reading glasses that sat just below the bridge of his nose. Losing the ability to see things up close might be top three most annoying things to deal with. His scrolled through the some news feed he found.

  News was hard to read sometimes. The world was falling apart already. Virus breakouts and bioterrorists just top it all off. It didn't help that Leon was a DSO agent. [Name] stressed about whether he would make it home safe or not. He prepared himself for the worst when he took awfully long on mission with no way of contacting him.

  "I'll always come back to you. You know that, right?"

  Leon constantly reassured him, but [Name] couldn't help but feel anxious about it.

  The front door opened and shut with a click. [Name]'s ear perked up at the sound but he didn't move from his spot on the bed. Today wasn't one of those days where Leon had been gone for weeks on end to who knows where. Fighting who knows what. He was just at headquarters for the day. Mission assessments. Reports. Lots of paperwork. [Name] knew Leon dreaded that tedious kind of work. At least it forced him to rest his body for the most part.

  [Name] heard Leon head to his office. He must have had some things he needed to put in there first. Some files and whatnot. Leon finally walked back through the house. [Name] looked over top his glasses as Leon entered the bedroom. He looked tired. He always looked tired.

  "How was work?" [Name] asked.

  Leon sighed as he headed over to the walk-in closet that was across the room in front of the bed. He opened it up and slipped his suit jacket off his shoulders to hang it up.

  "It was okay." Leon answered, his back facing [Name] as he worked on his tie and button up next.

  "Just okay?"

  "Mhm."

  That bad, huh. [Name] felt like he was questioning a child who just had a bad day at school. He watched as Leon stripped down to his boxers, his suit all nicely hung up in the closet. He eventually made his way to the edge of the bed, crawling his way up to meet [Name]. Leon's arms were on either side of [Name] as they came face to face. Leon leaned in to leave a short but sweet kiss on [Name]'s lips.

  "Missed you." Leon muttered.

  "I just saw you this morning."

  "So? I still missed you." [Name] let out an amused huff.

  "You're hopeless."

  "And you look so goddamn hot in those glasses."

  Leon didn't leave any room for [Name] to come up with a response as he reconnected their lips again. The kiss was deeper. Hungry. [Name] put his phone aside on the bedside table. The hand that place the phone down ran through the hair on Leon's neck. Leon hummed, breathing harder through his nose.

  "I thought about you a lot today." Leon spoke between kisses on [Name]'s neck now. "More than usual."

  "Yeah? Anything in particular?"

  "Your dick." Leon didn't even hesitate.

  The directness of Leon's words made [Name] gasp. He pushed Leon back by his shoulders to give him a playfully stern look.

  "What? Its true."

  "Leon."

  "[Name]."

  Leon pushed through [Name]'s hands and kissed down his neck again. His legs shifted so they settled between [Name]'s.

  "I love you so much." He said, sucking on a spot on [Name]'s neck. There was sure to be a mark there for the next couple days.

  One hand went under [Name]'s shirt. His slender fingers taking their time trailing up the warm skin. Leon paused to gently take off [Name]'s glasses with his other hand. Who would have thought such a simple action would feel so intimate. He placed them along side [Name]'s phone.

  "Such pretty eyes." His then pushed the shirt all the way up and over [Name]'s head. "Just keep looking at me like that, baby."

  Leon's mouth left wet kisses all down [Name]'s chest and abs. They stopped at the waistband of his sweatpants. His fingers hooked into the top of them, then slid them down like he was unveiling his prize that he waited all day to see. [Name] lifted his hips as the sweatpants were removed and tossed aside. His breath picked up. Along with his heart rate once he was left in his boxers.

  "Look at that. So hard for me already."

  [Name] bent his knees upwards, watching as Leon's head settled between his thighs. Leon mouthed down the thin fabric before settling the side of his face against [Name]'s clothed erection. His arms wrapped around the bottom of [Name]'s thighs. He started moving, rubbing his face gently. A sigh of pleasure slipped past [Name]'s lips. The friction made his hips twitch.

  The bed frame creaked and that's when [Name] realized Leon was slowly driving his hips into the mattress like a dog in heat.

  "You're so needy tonight." Leon nodded against [Name]'s crotch with a whine.

  "Was a bad day today. You always make it better."

  Picking up his head slightly, Leon grabbed ahold of the waistband of [Name]'s boxers with his teeth. He pulled on it then let it go with a snap. A grin appeared on his features. His blue eyes catching [Name]'s.

  "If you want it so bad then take it." [Name] said.

  That seemed to have been the last bit of encouragement Leon needed. He sat up on his knees and yanked off [Name]'s boxers. He settled between those perfect legs again. His mouth quickly took [Name]'s length whole. He bobbed his head while unclasping [Name]'s legs and dragging his hands up to cup each of [Name]'s pecs. [Name] moaned as his hands squeezed him. With a fistful of Leon's hair, [Name] pushed his head up and down onto him. [Name]'s other arm lifted up to hold onto the bedframe behind him.

  "Touch yourself."

  A muffled moan came from Leon. The vibration of his throat just added to the pleasure. He reached down and into his underwear. His hand wrapped around his painfully hard length, stroking it at his own pace. [Name] bit his lip at the sight. He could see Leon's hips desperately rutting into his own hand.

  "God, Leon... Hold out till I say so, yeah?" Leon nodded against [Name]. His desperate groans and light gags rattled [Name]'s very core. "So good. Doing so good, baby."

  The coil finally snapped and [Name] came down Leon's throat. Leon's eyes rolled back as he swallowed what he could, trying his best not to choke. His mouth slid off [Name]'s now limp length. He pulled his hand out his boxers and wiped his mouth. He crawled further up between [Name]'s legs. They kissed roughly. [Name] could taste himself on Leon's tongue. Leon pressed his hard on right up against [Name]'s soft one, finding any friction he could through the fabric of his boxers.

  "Please. It hurts." Leon pleaded. "I need to be inside you."

  "Go ahead."

  With that, Leon freed himself from the confinements of his underwear. He lined himself up and pressed into [Name]'s entrance. His arms wrapped around [Name]'s midsection, lifting his back just slightly off the bed. Then, he moved, unable to hold back his deep rooted need any longer. His thrust were slow. Deliberate. It was the same pace his hand had on himself just minutes before. [Name]'s legs wrapped around him.

  Huffs and grunts of pleasure rolled from Leon's throat. The bed shook. [Name]'s head was thrown back. His own sounds filling the air and making Leon crazy. His hips were relentless.

  "You're all I ever need. All I ever want. Perfect. Just perfect." Leon rambled on into [Name]'s neck. "Let me cum. Please, [Name]. Need to make you mine again and again."

  The desperation always got to [Name]. No matter how many times they did this, Leon never needed him any less.

  "Let go for me, Leon."

  One last drawled out moan escaped Leon. He came hard, riding out his high as he spilled into [Name]. His lips started kissing again. They traveled up the others neck and jaw, leaving one last peck on the lips. They both were still breathing heavy. Leon still buried inside.

  "You okay?" Leon broke the silence, his voice softer now.

  "Are you? I haven't seen you that feral in a while." [Name] responded. Leon laughed lowly.

  "You bring out the worst in me, I guess."

  "Change worst to best." Leon's expression changed to slight surprise.

  "Yeah? You like it?"

  [Name]'s hand moved a lock of hair from Leon's sweaty forehead.

  "Love it."

  Smiling wide now, Leon kissed him once more.

  "Then I'll be sure to keep that in mind, baby."

silly gays.

thanks for reading!

[icantsleep47]

Just wanted to say how PEAK that car guy fic was. I need that old dude so bad it's not even funny. I love your writing, you ate

I'm glad you liked it and thank you so much! Old man Leon has become my favorite Leon rn honestly. I also love cars so i had to incorporate it somehow lol.

[icantsleep47]

I might be biased cuz I’m rereading your fics but I definitely wouldn’t count any of them as bad writing ✍️

AHH i really appreciate it.🫶🫶

[icantsleep47]

Older Leon and older widowed reader that has a grown daughter.

Reader is a car guy.

I did name the daughter but if you don't like it you are welcome to imagine another name i guess lol.

NSFW! MDNI!!

  Leon let out a grunt as someone ran right into him on his way down the hall to his apartment. They nearly dropped the box of things cradled in their arm, unable to see around the box to tell where they were going.

  "Oh my god, I'm so sorry."

  The person peered around the box as they apologized. It was a young woman. She might have been in her early 20s or so.

  "No worries." He could tell she was struggling. "Need help?"

  "Yes please." She laughed and handed the box off to Leon. He held it with much more ease than she did. The woman sighed gratefully before leading the way to where the box belonged.

  "Moving in?" Leon asked as they walked.

  "Not me. My dad. I'm helping him out despite him swearing he could take care of it all himself. I'm trying to get him to stop working so much. Buy a house, settle down. He just won't listen."

  "Ah. I see."

  As they walked Leon realized they got closer and closer to his own apartment. They stopped just shy of his door.

  "Looks like we're neighbors." Leon pointed to his door as the woman unlocked the one in front of them.

  "Really?" She glanced at the other apartment door and pushed open hers. "Good to know he has nice neighbors this time. His last place was a nightmare. Just put that right inside on the floor."

  With a nod, Leon stepped just past the apartment threshold and placed the box down. He walked back out to meet the woman again.

  "Thanks." She smiled. "I'm Lucilia, by the way."

  "Leon." He smiled back. His hands landed in the pockets of his leather jacket.

  They talked for a bit as Leon helped with a few more boxes. He was off that day and didn't have much better things to do. She was a nice girl and from what she said her dad was a pretty good guy. He had a mental image of what he might have looked like. He tried to calculate Lucilia’s age with how old her dad could be. It was probably close to his own age but he could only guess.

  "Lucilia?" Leon was pulled from his thoughts at the voice. He looked to see a man approaching, Leon still had a box in an arm.

  "Oh, hey dad."

  Dad? This guy? Seriously? He was gorgeous. Leon was pretty close to how old he might have been though. He looked about the same age, maybe a little older. He had a little bit of grey visible in his hair and wrinkles just around his eyes and mouth. None of that took away how incredible he looked for his age though.

  Lucilia came up and hugged him.

  "Dad, this is Leon. He's been helping me move some of your stuff in. He lives next door."

  "Guess that useless boyfriend of yours couldn't show up and help out."

  Lucilia elbowed him in the ribs. He let out a huff. The man looked back up to Leon.

  "[Name] [Lastname]." [Name] held his hand out to Leon. "Thanks for helping Luci out. I'd invite you to dinner for compensation but I don't have much groceries at the moment."

  Leon took his hand in his own free one, shaking it firmly.

  "It's no problem at all. I'm happy to help where I can." Both of their hands broke apart, returning to one another's side.

 

  "So, he's nice."

  Lucilia’s voice cut through the sound of the TV. Her and [Name] had a movie night in his new apartment. They made sure to keep their tradition of movie nights no matter what. Even if Lucilia was grown now with her own place. [Name] kept his focus on the screen at her words.

  "Who?" She rolled her eyes, shifting on the sofa to face her father.

  "Leon." He turned his head finally, seeing her somewhat serious expression. His eyes went right back to the movie.

  "Yeah, I guess so."

  Silence. [Name] could still feel Lucilia’s glare though.

  "Dad."

  "Hm?" He was barely listening.

  Lucilia sighed as she reached for the remote. She paused the movie, leaving [Name] no other choice but to pay attention to her. He gave her a confused look. As if asking what he did wrong this time.

  "I think you could really benefit from making a few friends here and there."

  [Name] scoffed with a small smile on his lips. He was amused that his own daughter treated him like he was the child.

  "What are you, my therapist?"

  "I'm serious dad." Her tone evened out. "You don't talk to anyone from your old friend group anymore. And ever since mom..." She paused a moment, thinking of her next words carefully.

  "I just worry about you." She knew he was lonely.

  "I'm fine, Lucilia."

  Lucilia scooted over on the couch and hugged her dad. [Name] leaned his head on top of hers as he embraced her.

  "Just talk to him. For me at least."

  There wasn't anything that [Name] wouldn't do for his daughter. He sighed.

  "Alright. I'll talk to him."

  The movie continued on and they watched in comfortable silence. [Name] thought about Lucilia’s request. He thought about what she might have been thinking. He never wanted her to worry about him. That was supposed to be his job.

  As time went on, Leon and [Name] did indeed talk. They occasionally met at each others doors by pure coincidence, each coming home at the same time or leaving early in the morning. Coincidence turned into routine. Soon enough [Name] invited Leon over for Christmas dinner one day when he heard Leon wasn't doing anything for it. Well, more like Lucilia forced him to, but he did want him to come. It was just him, Leon, Lucilia, and Lucilia’s boyfriend Aaron. It was nice, full of laughs. Leon hadn't expected to find himself with someone else's family for a Christmas dinner.

  "What do you do for work, Mr Kennedy?" Aaron asked.

  The fork in Leon's hand froze at the question. Most if not all of what he did was classified stuff.

  "I work for the government." He kept it vague.

  Lucilia raised her brows as she gave Leon a surprised look from across the table.

  "Like a police officer or...?" Lucilia asked this time.

  The title gave Leon that sinking feeling in his stomach again. You'd think he'd be over it by now.

  "Something like that."

  [Name] watched Leon. He could tell it was a bit of a sensitive topic for him.

  "Well whatever it is, sure must pay good given that beautiful Porsche you got." [Name] spoke up.

  That did it. Leon smiled. Leon was always so proud of that car. He also was aware that [Name] knew what he was talking about since he worked on cars. "Even if I prefer the older models."

  "Don't get me wrong. I love my car but I like a 930."

  It was [Name]'s turn to smile now.

  "I had one of those before Lucilia was born. Loved that car to death."

  "I'm sure it was beautiful."

  "Oh it was. Ran good too. I hated having to let it go but they don't make very good family cars. Plus I needed the money at the time."

  Leon hummed in acknowledgement and nodded his head. He thought about the fact that [Name] had lived a whole life. There was so much he didn't know. So much he wanted to know.

  They hung out more and more. Leon enjoyed their time together. So did [Name]. Lucilia could tell it was making him happier. No matter how much he denied it.

  Friendship quickly turned to something else. Something more meaningful. It was a feeling neither of them had been familiar with in a long time. They had plans to go to a local bar every Friday when [Name] got off work. Or Leon would go over to [Name]'s apartment, drink a few beers, watch NASCAR. He knew nothing about it but he liked hearing [Name] ramble about facts he knew about the cars. About how it all operated. He was easy to listen to.

  Easy to look at too.

  Months went by with this unspoken tension. Small unintentional touches and quick 'sorry's. Keeping eye contact for a little too long. All of it added up and yet neither of them admitted anything.

  "I can't this week. I'll be out of town for work." Leon said, standing outside his apartment with [Name] a few feet away. "Or the week after that. I don't really know when I'll be back. I have to leave first thing in the morning, though."

  "That's alright." [Name] unlocked his own door and put the keys back in his jacket pocket. "We'll catch up when you get back."

  Leon hesitated. He wanted to say something else. The words wouldn't come out.

  "Good night, Leon. Stay safe on your trip."

  "Yeah. Night [Name]."

  Then he was gone. [Name] vanished into his apartment. Leon stared that way for a moment, his mind contemplating his entire life decisions. He was actually really going to miss him.

  Missions were never easy. This mission though was particularly tough. Leon couldn't stop thinking about him. The entire time he was just counting down the minutes to when he could see [Name] again. He was hopeless. He didn't know when he started feeling so dependent on seeing [Name]. All he wanted to do was get back to him. Did [Name] think about him like this too?

  When he got home, it was about three weeks later. It was the middle of the night. Leon didn't waste a second to take a shower in his apartment. He was filthy and completely exhausted. Even if the first thing he wanted to do was see [Name]. He was probably asleep by now. Leon didn't want to bother him.

  Leon laid on his bed, shirtless, and hair still damp from the shower. He should have been sound asleep by then. Having worked so hard and not gotten enough sleep for three weeks. His eyes traced over the blank ceiling. His mind wouldn't let him rest.

  He felt like he was about to do something reckless.

  Next door, [Name] couldn't sleep either. He was concerned something might have happened to Leon on his trip. Having no contact from him was more difficult than he imagined. He didn't know exactly what Leon did for work, but he could conclude that it was dangerous.

  He nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a soft knock at his door. He stumbled out of bed, making his way through the dark apartment. Maybe Lucilia forgot something. She would have waited until tomorrow though if she did. Or she would have at least left a message. [Name] unlocked the door and hesitantly cracked it open. [Name]'s breath was ripped from his lungs at the sight of Leon, his upper half bare. [Name] had to keep himself from looking down at him, a flush creeping up his neck.

  "Leon? When did you get back?"

  No warning. No verbal response.

  Leon just lunged forward and kissed [Name] deeply. Teeth clashing. The way [Name] looked at him once he answered the door was his last straw. He'd waited too long. Wanted too desperately. [Name] went wide eyed but quickly melted into the kiss. Leon pushed the door closed behind him, shoving the other deeper into the apartment.

  All the built up tension just spilled over. Leon's tongue licked along [Name]'s lips, asking for permission to enter. [Name] graciously accepted. Their heads tilted and moved in sync with their tongues. Noses bumping one another's, the scruff on their faces scratching. Leon's hands didn't waste any time to slide up [Name]'s shirt. They glided up his stomach and ribs until the shirt was pulled off over his head. Their mouths reconnecting again.

  Everything happened so fast. Before [Name] knew it, they were in his bedroom. He pulled away, but they were so close still. He could feel the warmth of Leon's frantic breath on his lips.

  "It's been a while since... I've done this." [Name] voice was almost a whisper as he spoke.

  "I know. Me too." Leon responded. "But I haven't wanted anything so bad in my life."

  After he spoke, Leon took a step back to rid himself of his pants. He sat on the bed in his boxers, his need obvious by the sight of his hard on. His fingers tugged [Name]'s waist band so he was closer. His message was clear, but he voiced it anyway.

  "Please fuck me, [Name]."

  Everything around [Name] came crashing down at Leon's request. He pulled down his sweatpants and boxers in one go. He watch as Leon's eyes raked over his form. Half erect before him.

  "You're beautiful." Leon couldn't help but look in pure fascination and desire.

  [Name] pushed Leon to lay back with his hand on his chest.

  "I'm just thankful I can still get it up." [Name] responded as he started pulling at Leon's boxers. "Lift your hips. Let me see you."

  Biting back a moan at [Name]'s words, Leon did as asked. His boxers landed somewhere on the floor. He was so hard. He was hard before he even came over from just thinking about visiting [Name] tonight.

  "Even if you couldn't, I'd still do this with you." [Name] laughed at Leon's words.

  "Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr Kennedy."

  "As long as it gets me under that beautiful body of yours."

  Drool pooled on the pillow that Leon was face down in. His body rocked back into [Name]'s relentless thrusts. [Name] held onto Leon's hips like a vice. Leon's loud moans and whines filled the bedroom.

  "Yes. Right there. Don't stop. Never stop..."

  Leon wanted to reach for [Name] but he couldn't. He settled with gripping the bed instead. This gave him better leverage to push back into [Name] harder. [Name]'s grunts and low groans egged him on.

  "I'm close, Leon."

  "Inside!" Leon didn't hesitate. "Do it inside. God, I'm gonna cum so fucking hard." He was a mess.

  The bed creaked at the rhythm of their love making. Leon's movements became sporadic and less coordinated. Desperate. [Name] leaned over him, chest to Leon's back. The sweat on their skin made their bodies slightly slick. [Name] kissed the back of Leon's neck as he climaxed, emptying himself inside Leon. Leon came with a cry at the feeling of him filling him. His release spurting out onto the mattress below. They rode out their highs for a moment.

  Hips finally stilled. Heart beats slowed. Breathing evened out. [Name] pulled out with a hiss and Leon turned over on his back. He leaned up and grabbed [Name] by the back of the neck. They kissed again. Leon kissed like he was starved. When their lips separated again, Leon's pale blue eyes never left [Name]'s face.

  "Again?" Leon asked. [Name] gave him a confused look.

  "What?"

  "Let's go again."

  "You're joking."

  Leon shifted the two of them so [Name] was laying down on his back now. He left small kisses down the others chest.

  "Far from it."

  "Leon, I don't have another one in me." It's not like either of them were young and spry. Age gave restrictions.

  "Sure you do."

  [Name] then felt Leon's teeth scrape against his skin on his chest. He couldn't help the moan that escaped him. Leon wrapped his hand around his now soft cock, trying to work him up again.

  "I'm not done with you yet."

  "Dad?"

  [Name]'s eyes shot open, woken up by Lucilia calling out to him from the kitchen. He looked at the time.

  "Shit."

  He was supposed to be up an hour ago. Lucilia had a car she wanted him to look at for Aaron. They also had lunch plans. [Name] looked over from the clock to warm body next to him on the bed. Leon was sound asleep with his back towards him. He could see the scars there now. They had been hidden by the dark the night before. [Name] desperately didn't want to wake Leon from his sleep.

  As carefully and quickly as he could, [Name] slid out of bed in search of clothes he could throw on.

  "Dad? You still asleep or what?"

  Lucilia was at the door now. [Name] almost tripped over the pants he was putting on, trying to make it to the door in time. He pulled the door open just enough so that she wouldn't see Leon. He slipped through the opening, closing the door.

  "Hey. Sorry honey. I over slept."

  Lucilia raised a brow as [Name] tried to usher her away from the bedroom door.

  "Why are you whispering? You okay?"

  "Yeah. Just a little under the weather."

  They made it to the kitchen and [Name] started some coffee. Lucilia talked, reminding him about Aaron's car and what was wrong with it. [Name] was hardly listening. His mind was just hoping Lucilia would leave soon. At least before Leon woke up.

  When the coffee was done, [Name] made Lucilia a cup. They drank coffee together across from one another in the kitchen. [Name] was anxious, Lucilia could tell.

  "He's in there isn't he?"

  [Name] nearly choked on his coffee. He coughed.

  "What?"

  "Leon. He's in your room. Is he not?"

  The room was quiet. [Name] didn't know how to respond.

  "You know I don't care, right?"

  "Luci..."

  "I'm happy for you, dad. Really. Because he makes you happy."

  She was so good. He felt like it was her looking after him these days. [Name] put down his mug.

  "What have I done to deserve such an incredible daughter."

Lucilia smiled. It was more mischievous this time. Before she could respond with something witty, the bedroom door clicked. [Name] watched the hallway entrance. Leon walked in with just his sweatpants on. He looked up to see Lucilia and [Name] in the kitchen. He stopped dead in his tracks, afraid he was interrupting.

  "Oh shit. I'm sorry." Leon took a step backwards into the hallway entrance.

  "No it's alright. I'm heading out." Lucilia reassured. She walked up to [Name] and kissed him on the cheek. "Love you. Don't worry about the car today."

  [Name] nodded.

  "Love you too."

  Grabbing her keys and purse, Lucilia headed for the door. She turned to them one last time.

  "You kids don't have too much fun, now."

  Then she was out the door. Both men laughed at the comment. Leon finally moved his legs again over to where [Name] leaned back on the counter. His arms caged him in, each hand on either side of [Name] on the counter. He left a short but sweet peck on his lips. One turned to two. Then three.

  "Come back to bed for a bit."

  [Name] felt like he was young again. He hadn't felt this lovesick in probably 20 years.

  "As long as that thing I encountered last night isn't still in there." [Name] referred to the fact that Leon had made him cum three times in one night.

  "Mmh, no promises."

  With one last kiss, Leon gently grabbed [Name]'s hand to drag him back to the bedroom.

Thanks for reading!

[icantsleep47]

Bad memory, Good wine

Reader and Leon are both older men.

This was kind of rushed close to the end cus I'm getting a new phone and I dont want to risk losing what I wrote.

NSFW! MDNI!!

"Just be ready if things go down earlier than expected."

"Yes, sir."

[Name] took the paper's handed off to him. The files had information of his next mission on it. He'd have to study its contents more throughly on his own time. It should be a few weeks before he's sent out but he had to be ready well before then.

Papers in hand, [Name] walked out the door. He sighed and ran a hand over the graying stuble of his face as his dress shoes made higher pitched thumps on the hard floor of the hallway. He felt like he was just on mission. Still recovering. The healing wound on his abdomen was proof of that. This was what it meant to be an agent, though. You had to be available at every turn. Right now, he just wanted to get home. Maybe have a glass of wine. Or two. Or three...

Wine aside, he also had someone waiting for him at home. A fellow DSO agent. A famous one at that. Leon Scott Kennedy. His husband. [Name] relished in the thought as he was just about to touch the glass doors of the exit.

"Excuse me, Agent [Lastname]." [Name] still used his maiden name at work despite it being "Kennedy" on paper. Things were less confusing. Plus their married life was pretty private.

A silent sigh left [Name] at being stalled from leaving for the day. He fixed the button holding his suit jacket closed and put on a friendly face. It was a younger woman he had worked with before. Mary? No Monica. Or was it Molly? His memory wasn't very good these days.

"Yes, ma'am."

MaryMonicaMolly hesitated for a second as if she was nervous about something. She clutched a booklet in one of her arms. Her blue framed glasses were low on her nose, causing her to push then back up into place. This reminded [Name] of the fact that he needed to pick up some stronger reading glasses. Leon needed them too, even if Leon insisted that he didn't.

"I was just wondering if you were free this evening? I just thought after our last talk that maybe you'd-"

Her eyes caught a car pulling up just outside. [Name] noticed her distracted gaze and layed his eyes on that all too familiar Porsche. The same car Leon could not shut up about before he bought it. What was he doing here? He wasn't supposed to come in today.

"-like to spend some time together." The woman continued. [Name] turned back towards her. He was a little taken back by the request.

"I've got plans. Part of those plans just pulled up actually. I apologize."

The woman said a silent "oh".

Meanwhile, Leon sat in his car watching the whole thing through the glass doors. He wasn't worried by all means. Amused more like. He knew who he married. People could look all they wanted. At the end of the day he was the one [Name] shared a ring with. He watched as [Name] talked to the woman for a few more minutes until he finally breached the doors, squinting his eyes at the setting sun light. Leon got out and walked around to the passenger door.

[Name] looked over Leon's appearance as he approached. He was wearing a suit aswell for some reason. He gave him a suspicious look as Leon opened the passenger door for him. He sat down and started putting the seatbelt on. It smelt of Leon's cologne like he had put some on before he got here. The files he held were placed on the dash. Leon made it back around to the driver side.

"Hey." Leon spoke first, leaning over the dash to leave a small peck to [Name]'s lips.

"Hey." [Name] had a wary tone to his voice.

"What was that about?"

"What is this about, first of all." [Name] pointed to Leon's suit. "We just leaving my car here?"

"Am I not allowed to pick up my husband from work looking my best? We'll get your car tomorrow."

[Name] laughed under his breath at the comment. Sure he looked good. But what was actually happening here? Did he miss something?

"You don't remember, do you?" Leon's voice rang in [Name]'s head. He had to remember something? Was their a mission brief he wasn't aware of that for some reason included Leon? That didn't make sense because his next mission was solo. Why else would he be dressed up? "The silence says you don't."

Leon had a stupid smirk on his face. He was absolutely living for this moment. He put the car in drive and pulled out of the parking lot.

Thinking of everything possible, [Name] was suddenly hit with what day it was. To be sure, he pulled his phone out. Sure enough it was exactly what he feared. Their anniversary. [Name] dropped his phone in his lap and slumped in the passenger seat. His hand covered his eyes in embarrassment. Leon chuckled of all things.

"I'm the worst."

"No you're not."

"I absolutely am."

"Maybe a little."

Leon patted [Name]'s knee as he drove when he heard him grumble at the retort he made.

"I'm kidding. I've got everything covered. Figured you would already be in a suit today so we could just go straight there."

[Name] pulled his hand from his eyes to peak at the other man.

"'There?'" Leon nodded.

"Dinner reservations. From that place we liked so much a couple years back."

[Name] was speechless. He helt honored to have someone like Leon but he also felt terrible for not doing anything for him. He didn't want him to think that he didn't care enough. Leon could tell he was thinking too hard so he spoke up again.

"You've been busy with work. It's okay, [Nickname]."

With a small sigh, [Name] placed his own hand on top of Leon's that still rested on his knee. He wondered how long Leon planned all this. It had to have been at least a day given the restaurant they were going to needed you to make reservations far in advance. He'd have to make it up to him somehow. Leon deserved it.

"You truly are something else, Leon Kennedy." [Name] finally spoke. "I love you dearly. Never forget that." His eyes raked over Leon's face as he focused on the road ahead.

"I love you too. More than you could ever imagine, [Name] Kennedy." He emphasized the last name. He was always so proud of the way it sounded when it came to [Name].

At the top of Leon's hand, [Name] laced his fingers with the other's. Leon brought it up and placed a delicate kiss to the top of [Name]'s hand, then placed it back down.

"What's that?" Leon asked, referring to the papers on the dash.

There was a small window of silence. "Nothing." He's going to have to break the bad news to him sooner or later that he had another mission soon. Not tonight, though. Tonight he didn't want to think or talk about work. "Just some things I have to look into."

  The dinner was incredibly nice. There were dimmed lights and a small fake candle at the center of the table. It might have been a little cliché but that didn't take away from the experience. They talked about their day, memories, and many other things. Laughter was shared at some jokes and experiences. Each had their own favorite meal, similar to what was ordered the previous time they came here. Had a few glasses of wine. Leon less so given he had to drive. It was a night solely for the two to enjoy themselves. Forget about work for once and remember why they were married in the first place.

 

Soft music played from the radio on the ride home. Upon arriving at the apartment complex, Leon parked his car and got out to open [Name]'s door. [Name] had a slight sway as he stood given the alcohol. He wasn't long gone by all means. Just a bit tipsy. Leon eyed the file that [Name] had forgotten on the dash. He grabbed it without the other noticing and put it under his arm in his suit jacket to hide it. He'd give it back, of course. After he read it. He closed the door before locking his car and grabbing [Name]'s hand to lead him to their share apartment.

"You conscious enough? I have something else for you." Leon said as he twisted the key into the apartment door handle, then the deadbolt. They walked into the dark space, taking off their suit jackets and laying them both on the back of the couch.

"Head into the bedroom. I'll be there in a minute."

Leon slipped the file under one of the living room couch cushions to save for later. He had confidence that [Name] would ask about one way or another. If he timed it right, he'd read it before [Name] even realized it was gone.

In the mean time, [Name] turned on the bedroom light. There, he was met with the sight of a beautiful bouquet of flowers laying on the bed. They were his favorite kind and his favorite color(s). As he slowly approached, awh stricken, he noticed something else. It was a bottle of wine, but not just any bottle. It was a cabernet that they had on their honeymoon all those years ago. The fact that they had been together this long and Leon still found it important enough to do something for their anniversary like this. To remember such a detail.

"I just thought that we could have a night like we did then. In that nice suite with the beautiful veiw." Newly wedded and much younger. They had so much fun on that trip. [Name] had never seen Leon smile so big before.

Leon walked into the bedroom with two empty glasses and a bottle opener. The glasses were set down on the nightstand before he opened the bottle and poured the red liquid into each glass. Leon then met his husband with the glasses and handed one off to him. His free hand planted itself on [Name]'s waist with that look in his eyes. They were so blue. More so when they gazed at [Name]. Their lips met for a short but sweet kiss.

"You're too good to me." [Name] said softly.

"I'm no where near good enough. I wouldn't be able to live without you. That smile of yours is enough to keep my world from falling apart everyday. You have no idea how important you are to me."

Now it was becoming increasingly difficult to hold back the tears but [Name] did somehow. His heart was so full it was almost overwhelming. Almost. He took a few sips of the cabernet, closing his eyes for a second to think back to the night he first had it. Leon's hair was lighter, his face clean shaven. [Name] lacked the gray that had taken up most of his hair nowadays. It was perfect. It still is.

Leon moved away briefly to place his glass back down once he had drank some of the wine aswell. He returned to focus his full attention on [Name]. His lips made a path of soft kisses from the corner of his mouth, down his jaw, and to [Name]'s neck. The night of their honeymoon was different in the way they were both less experienced. Now they knew what they enjoyed. It didn't take much for Leon to feel that twitch in his pants and the mere thought of it. That he was the only one who really knew how to satisfy his husband, and vise versa.

Before [Name] could say anything else, Leon slowly dropped to his knees. His hands secured themselves on the backs of [Name]'s thighs. He held him close as he looked up at him through his eyelashes. [Name]'s grip on his glass faulted slightly. Leon looked so beautiful. Heat was building between his legs. Leon knew exactly what he was doing.

"I love you." Leon's voice was almost a whisper. His hands pulled [Name] just a little closer, leaving no space between them. His strength was always so attractive to [Name].

One of the hands left his thigh and moved to the black belt that held up [Name] suit pants. He undid it with ease. [Name] had to put down the glass of wine before he dropped it. His own hand ran through Leon's hair as his pants were pulled down and out from around his feet. The boxers he wore were quick to follow. He hadn't even realized he was already half hard. Maybe he had more alcohol than he thought. Leon kissed up [Name]'s thighs now, equally distributing kisses on each leg. He smiled at the satisfied hum that came  from [Name].

"You think this is what Mia was thinking?" Leon's breath was warm against, [Name]'s skin.

So that was her name.

"Why, jealous?"

"No. I trust you. It just makes me feel good knowing that people want you and I'm the lucky guy who gets to have you." He gave one last kiss to [Name]'s thigh before settling his focus on what he wanted most.

Fully hard by this point, Leon licked up [Name]'s length. Those blue eyes looked up to watched the other man's reactions carefully. His actions were met with a small tug to his hair. Leon loved pleasing his husband more than anything in the world. His mouth soon encased [Name] fully. [Name] knees felt week at the contact. The hand that wasn't in Leon's hair rested on Leon's shoulder. His eyes threatened to close in pleasure but he wanted to watch Leon. Needed to see him.

"God, Leon..."

His palm now against the side of Leon's face. Leon leaned into it ever so slightly, moaning around [Name]. Leon reached to unbuckle his own belt. Once his pants were open enough, his fingers grabbed ahold of himself, jerking off at a similar pace that his mouth was moving to. [Name] couldn't help but push his hips forward. When he hit the back of Leon's throat, instead of gaging, his eyes rolled back in pure pleasure. He didn't have much of a gag reflex any more.

Drool dribbled down the side of Leon's mouth as he continued to suck. His breath was ragged through his nose. His knees started to ache against the carpet beneath him. This was exactly where he wanted to be. Sucking off his husband, hearing those sounds from him that always drove him wild. If heaven exists, then he was sure this was it.

He knew [Name] was close. Before he could get there, Leon pulled off of him. The quick rise and fall of his chest grounded [Name] as he looked over Leon's face again. He was about to speak when Leon stood back up and kissed him hard. He could taste himself on the other's tongue.

"I'm not done with you yet." Leon muttered against [Name]'s mouth.

The rest of their clothes soon ended up on the bedroom floor. They'd worry about their nice clothes getting wrinkled some other time. Leon gently pushed [Name] until he was layed onto the mattress. [Name] adjusted himself further up the bed. Leon crawled over on top of him, straddling his hips.

"Let me ride you, baby."

Heat flared up in [Name]'s lower abdomen at the suggestion. Once they got older, Leon riding him became a rare thing. Not that either of them didn't enjoy it. Quite the opposite actually. It was just very physically taxing. It became something they did on special occasions or when Leon just felt extra good that day.

[Name] nodded in response and Leon gave him one last kiss on the lips before leaning back and lining [Name] up with his entrance. He was still slick from Leon's mouth moments ago. Leon sunk down with a low groan. His head shot back. The lines of his neck and his Adam's apple on full display now. He must have prepared himself earlier, knowing this was where the night was going to go.

Slowly but surely, Leon found a rhythm that suited him best. The rise and fall of his incredible body was truly a sight to see. [Name] held his hips to help stabilize his movements. Leon's hands landed on the other man's chest to hold himself up.

"I never get tired of seeing you like this." [Name] spoke between heavy breaths.

"Good, cause I never get tired of how you feel. Love this- hah... love this body of yours so bad. Feels so good."

Leon repeated quite "love you"s under his breath as he rolled his hips. A louder moan escaped him at the feel of [Name] hitting his prostate. He gripped [Name]'s chest like his life depended on it. His mouth falling agape as small whines left those pretty lips of his.

"Please keep looking at me like that." Leon took one of the hands on the other's chest and started to touch himself again. He wanted to give [Name] a little show of his affection and need as his hand moved up and down his length. He needed [Name] to watch as he pleasured himself on top of him.

"I'm close, Leon."

"Me too. Me too, baby. Ah- Just a little bit longer. A strong man like you can hold out, right?" [Name] nodded. "Good. That's good. Move those hips for me, I won't break."

[Name] did as asked and tried his best to push his hips up into Leon. The grip on Leon was tighter than what he thought. He used the grip to push him up and back down again. All in time with his own hips. Leon's moans filled the bedroom. He bounced relentlessly as he stroked himself.

"That's it. Just like that."

Neither one of them could last much longer. With a yell, Leon went first, spurting all over [Name] abs. [Name] was soon to follow. His release filled the other man. Completely spent, Leon got off [Name] with a low groan. [Name]'s release leaked out of him as he did so. He then nearly fell onto [Name], head in the crook of his neck as [Name] had his arms around him.

They stayed like that for a good while before [Name] led them both to the shower. He cleaned Leon up and took care of him as he usually did. This time with a little more extra care given Leon worked so hard. They cleaned up, got back in bed, and slept in each others arms.

Morning came, and Leon was first to wake up. He saw [Name]'s sleeping form and smiled before planting a kiss to his cheek. He admired him for a few minutes before getting up, slipping on a pair of boxers, and headed to the kitchen to start the coffee maker. As he turned the machine on, he remembered about the file. He made his way into the living room and grabbed it from under the couch cushion. Upon opening it, he was first met with a few pictures. It was pictures of two people he didn't recognize. They didn't look well at all. They had stange marks and scaring on their skin. Leon furrowed his brows at the sight. He'd seen stuff like this all the time as a DSO agent. He flipped the page and that's when his heart sunk.

Agent [Lastname] on standby for investigation. Next call between January 2nd, and January 16th. Expect hostiles.

[Name] cracked open his eyes. That familiar weight on the bed beside him wasn't there. He leaned up and looked around for Leon. That's when he saw him in the doorway. He smiled at first until he saw the file in Leon's hand. Leon held it up.

"Were you just not going to tell me?" Leon questioned. [Name] sighed and layed back down on the mattress.

"I was... eventually. I didn't want you to worry about it."

"[Name], you can't go. You're still recovering."

"I have to, Leon."

Leon dropped the papers half hazardly onto the nearby desk. He joined the other in bed again and held him tightly.

"They can send someone else." Leon's voice was muffled in [Name]'s neck. "It's too soon. You just got back. You aren't even fully healed yet."

"There's no other Agent on call-"

"I'll go."

"Leon-"

"I'm serious. If I can't go in your place, they can at least let me go with you."

Another sigh. They have been here before many times. It usually isn't a problem but [Name] can only guess that the reason Leon is so worried about him is because he's not young anymore. He's not as resilient as he once was. Leon was so afraid of loosing him. [Name] was also petrified of losing Leon.

Leon leaned his head up to look at [Name]. He always looked at him like he was the most precious thing in the universe. "I'll have a talk with them later. Figure something out." He said.

"You know how important you are. They keep you avaliable for bigger things than this."

"I don't give a damn. You're more important to me."

Before [Name] could argue further, Leon kissed him. He hated that he had to leave him. Hated that it was so soon. They would endure though, as they always have. It would take a lot more to break them apart. If anything, they had been through worse over the years. As long as Leon lived, he would make sure his lover was a safe as humanly possible. No matter what it took.

[icantsleep47]

Leon is 49, reader is 50

Takes place right after re9 events.

NSFW! MDNI!!

sooo i haven't written or posted a fic in probably over a decade. i have no idea how this is going to go. this may be my only post because i'm not sure i'll write something else and post it but idk.

this was originally an oc x cannon but i edited it to make it a reader insert the best i could. sorry if things are vague. writing some details makes me uncomfortable for some reason. im just trying to contribute to the lack of male reader fics as someone who reads loads of them.

bottom Leon because i said so. everyone cheer for old man yaoi.

Peace and quiet was such a rare occasion for a DSO agent. At every turn there was always some kind of infection spreading about. Fighting bioweapons at every turn. It's just a never ending cycle. Even so, there are moments of settling down, resting if you could, and taking time off for once. This was the case for both [Name] and Leon. They both worked tirelessly at what they did.

When [Name] was in the BSAA, Leon didn't see him as much. He took on different missions across the world. A lot of the times accompanied by Chris. Then [Name] moved to the DSO. Not a lot changed besides seeing one another at work more often. It was more common for their missions to line up. Sometimes they were even assigned as partners. When they did work together, though, they were strictly professional. No one would have ever known that they were married of all things.

Now they both had time to themselves. Schedules lined up to where they simultaneously had time off from saving the world. [Name] always took advantage of breaks, no matter how short they were sometimes. Leon struggled to settle down.

They shared an apartment together. It wasn't anything special given they moved constantly because of work.

After the events of Raccoon City, they felt like they could finally breath a little. Leon was cured because of Elpis. This plagued both of them for some time now. Him being better was a turning point. Mainly because of their intimate life together. Leon steered clear of getting too close. He didn't need [Name] seeing him like that. They even had a period of time where they would sleep in different rooms just incase it was at all contagious. It was borderline torture. Now it was finally over.

It was late on the evening that [Name] and Leon had gotten back from their trip to Raccoon City. They entered their shared apartment one at a time and took their shoes off by the door. There was comfortable silence in the contentment of finally being back in a safe space. They could breath without worrying about someone in danger.

[Name] offered a hand to Leon to help hold one of the guns he was holding so he could take his shoes off. The DSO had an assortment of government weapons, but a couple of the ones they used were their own. They were kept in a specific closet in the apartment. [Name] carried them down the hall as Leon went to start his shower. He organized them all just how they were before every mission. He'd worry about cleaning them tomorrow, or, in reality, whenever either of them felt like it. They both were broken down and exhausted.

The apartment only had one shower. It'd be convenient for them to share but it wasn't a very big shower and would be more awkward to move around in rather than romantic. [Name] took the time to open his computer while Leon showered. He went ahead and filed their mission report. The harsh light from the screen made his eyes burn slightly. He could still smell the mission off of his filthy clothes. He hadn't even realized his tactical vest was still on. Pausing his fingers from the keyboard, he stood up and rid himself of the vest. He layed it out on the floor just infront of the closet door that had his and Leon's firearms. When he sat back down he realized just how constricted he felt with it on.

Leon eventually emerged from the bathroom. He wore a pair of black sweatpants that hung just low enough to see the top half of the brand name to his boxers. He was comfortably shirtless for the first time in what felt like forever. [Name] looked up from his computer as Leon entered.

"Look at you." There was a sly tone in [Name]'s voice. It's been awhile since Leon's skin was clear of those black bruises. Their was still scaring but nothing atrocious to look at. [Name]'s eyes trailed back down to the computer, trying to finish up the report as fast as he could. Leon sauntered over behind the other. He rested his chin on [Name]'s head as he looked at the report he was filling out. "How do you feel?"

"Fine." Leon's voice was quiet. "You stink."

"I know."

"Go shower."

"I'm almost fi-"

"I've got it." Leon was already lightly shoving [Name] out of the chair. [Name] didn't pick up much of a fight and grabbed some clean clothes before going off to clean up.

He halfheartedly finished the report, sending it off without really reading it over. They can just call in later if there are details missing. He closed the computer and walked across the room to the bed, flopping onto it with a huff. [Name] entered the room after his shower and snickered at the sight of Leon layed out on the mattress. He was now dressed in his own sleep wear. The clean clothes felt so soft against his skin.

"Don't laugh at me, old man." Leon spoke, his voice muffled by the sheets.

[Name] scoffed at being called old.

"How dare you?" It was all just playful commentary.  A love language only they would understand.

No words left Leon as he rolled to his side to face the other man. His hand patted the bed beside him. Of course, [Name] crawled onto the bed and layed infront of Leon. They faced each other. [Name] admired the face that was once plagued by the T-virus infection. Leon ran a hand into [Name]'s graying hair. They were both just watching one another age as the years went by.

"50 is old." Leon dared to continue.

"Right. Like you won't be 50 next year."

"God, then I'll be an old man like you."

[Name] gave him a good punch to the gut. Even if it wasn't full power, it still took some air out of Leon's lungs. [Name] shook his head as the punch was received with a breathy laugh. Leon reached around to pull him on top of him as he rolled onto his back. His arms hugged the other closely, never wanting to let go every again.

"That's okay. You're still just as handsome as ever."

Leon remembered the day they met. He had just saved the president's daughter a week before. Chris introduced him to [Name] after a training session.

"It's an honor, Mr Kennedy."

"Honors all mine." They shook hands.

They were so young then. Leon always thought [Name] was the prettiest man he had ever layed his eyes on. Even before he knew he had an interest in men.

His hand rested on the other man's face. A thumb traced just under [Name]'s eye. There was a small mole there that no one else would have ever noticed. He took note of the creases at the corners of his eyes. All his smile lines.

Leon admired everything about [Name].

[Name] feigned annoyance until Leon leaned up a few inches to connect their lips together. It was a quick gesture of affection initially. This was their first time really being at all intimate with one another since Leon's early signs of the virus showing up on his skin. It was relieving to not have to worry about Leon going into a bloody coughing fit.

"Still a good kisser too." Leon said as one of his hands moved some hair from [Name]'s face to get a better look at him.

In response, [Name] leaned down to Leon's neck, leaving small kiss down the side of it leading to his Adam's apple. He received a grateful hum from Leon. He could feel Leon's hands trailing up his sides. Maybe this was payback for Leon's comment.

"And you never shut up." [Name] spoke softly against Leon's throat. Truth be told, he adored Leon's constant commentary. He always had something to say. Always had some kind of come back. Even if it did drive him up the wall at times when he had a jokes at the worst possible time ever.

A hand of Leon's then grazed the skin beneath [Name]'s shirt that he had just put on after his shower. Only for that shirt to be taken off once more. Both of Leon's hands now touched all along [Name]'s bare upper half. They paid a particular interest to his chest. Their lips reconnected. This time deeper, tongues battling one another and teeth occasionally clashing. The rough stuble of Leon's face scaped [Name]'s short beard. He hadn't shaved in a while. The gray was visible there too. Even though they were only a year apart in age, [Name] had a good bit more gray hair than Leon.

Despite being as tired as they claimed, they didn't want to wait any longer to be together like this again.

[Name] could feel the effect he had on Loen pressing into his leg. He wasn't doing much better with his own problem. If anything he was surprised Leon didn't have some witty come back about it. Turns out, Leon wasn't planning on saying anything in response to it. He just sneakily ran a hand to the front of [Name]'s pants to acknowledge it. His palm pressed against him harder than necessary, causing [Name] to groan against Leon's mouth. His hips bucked out of pure instinct at the contact. Leon only did this when he was truly desperate for it.

"I missed having you like this. Missed you having me the way you want." Leon spoke as his palm pressed and massaged with purpose. He loved touching his husband. If they were younger, he'd probably suck him off too but he knew their energy was limited these days. "I'd do anything for you."

The words never meant any less to [Name]. He needed that reassurance with everything he had been through. They both loved and cared for one another deeply. They also made sure one another was so sure of that, no matter how old they got. No matter where or when.

Leaning up and off the bed momentarily, [Name] stripped himself of his pants and boxers. Leon watched in awe as he worked out of his own. He shifted up to the pillows at the headboard. His knees were pulled up to 90 degree angles and spread open just enough for [Name] to crawl through and meet him with yet another desperate kiss.

Their breathing picked up. They had to take breaks from one another's lips just to catch a breath. Leon grabbed [Name]'s hand gently. The very one that had his wedding ring on it. He raised the fingers to his mouth, taking two of the digits beyond his lips. His tongue laped at the intrusions. There was one last suck before releasing them from his mouth. He never broke eye contact as he then guided [Name]'s hand to his own entrance. "Come on, baby." He encouraged.

The two fingers slid in carefully. [Name] watched his hand before looking back up at the other man who's head was thrown back against the pillow below him. His lips fell open and his lashes fluttered shut. That all too familiar crease appearing in between his eyebrows.

Leon reached for [Name], settling on his arms, feeling the muscles there. The very muscles he admired as they worked to carry someone in need when they were on the field together. They were scarred from the many years of fighting bioweapons. Ever scar told a different horrific story. That didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was who was connected to those arms. Who held those stories.

A third finger was added. Leon let out a quiet moan.

"You okay?" [Name] knew they were both worn out from the mission, Leon more so given he just got over his infection. They were always careful with one another. They had been together for so long now that they knew what each other liked when it came to sex. This desperate side of Leon was only for [Name]. Who would have guessed this incredibly strong and professional government agent just fell apart at your attention. Always had and always will.

"Yeah. I'm ready for you."

"No you're not, I just started."

"I don't care. I don't want to wait any more."

A brief moment passed. [Name] then reluctantly pulled his fingers back. In normal circumstances, he wouldn't listen to Leon and keep prepping him, but he knew they both were eager. He reached over to the nightstand drawer and grabbed the small bottle of lube kept there. He put a generous amount on one hand before putting it back. His hand coated his own erection. A sigh left his lips.

Leon looked down at the other as he lubed up. His eyes followed his hand moving against him. It was incredible to watch. He still couldn't believe he was married to this man.

Before too long, [Name] was pressing against Leon's entrance. He sunk in slowly. His body leaned forward over Leon as his arms supported himself on either side of the man below him. A deep groan left his throat and his eyebrows knitted together. He stayed there for a few just so Leon could adjust. All the while, Leon was losing his mind at feeling [Name] like this again. His toes curled. They gripped the loose sheets.

"You have to move, [Nickname]." His voice was broken up between small breathy moans. [Name] did his best to do what Leon asked. He moved his hips to a slow but deliberate rhythm.

"Relax, Leon. You're so tight."

"No, you're just so big." [Name] had to hold back from rolling his eyes at the comment. He was probably average at best. Leon just always tried to make him feel like he was the greatest thing in the world. Mainly because he knew he would get something out of it. Not maliciously, just to poke fun.

Eventually, things got better and [Name] was more capable of finding a pace that always drove Leon wild. As he hit that very spot inside, Leon let out his loudest sound of the night. It took a few years before Leon was comfortable enough to be loud in bed. Now he has no shame in front of the one he loves. He wants [Name] to know just how good he makes him feel. To express more of his gratitude, Leon's legs wrapped around [Name] hips.

"Just like that." Leon said breathlessly. He knew he left [Name] a little pent-up the last few months. He didn't want to do that to him but he was afraid. Afraid of what was eating him alive. "God, you're incredible." He whined.

Leon's hands gripped [Name]'s shoulders. His nails left small marks behind. [Name] found a different angle so he could hold onto Leon's hips, finding a newfound pace. Sweat dripped down his brow.

The room was filled by their sounds of pleasure. It didn't take too much longer until they both climaxed. Leon went first then [Name]. Leon didn't let the other go just yet as [Name]'s body draped over his, his head on Leon's chest. [Name] could feel the mess Leon made between their bodies. His own release buried in the other man.

"Now look what you did." [Name] was referring to the mess. "I don't feel like showering again."

Leon let out an amused breath. His eyes closed, his lids now being so incredibly heavy. "You'll live."

[Name] lifted his head to look at the other. He made a face that was supposed to convey annoyance but the smile causing the wrinkles around his mouth to appear gave him away.

"Maybe. Though, I am old and decrepit. I might die any second. Already turning to dust as we speak."

Leon cracked open one eye. "You'll never forgive me for that will you."

"Not likely." [Name] leaned up and finally pulled out of the other. Leon let out another whine at the sudden emptiness he felt. He watched as [Name] took his side of the bed beside him. They curled up to each other. Leon's arm draped over [Name]'s center. Now he was the one rested his head on [Name]'s chest. He could hear his steadying heartbeat. [Name] ran his fingers through Leon's hair.

"I might forgive you if you get some breakfast in the morning from that place down the street." Food was a way to both of their hearts.

"Deal."

[Name] shifted so that Leon's head layed more into the crook of his neck. He kissed the top of his head, already hearing the soft breathing of sleep taking over Leon. He closed his own eyes. Even with all the terrible things they have seen, they found enough peace in one another that allowed them to rest.