pairing: leon kennedy x reader x victor gideon.
cw: implied noncon. victor favours you. threesome. ur conditioned, leon refuses to play along, u and leon know each other. u r afab. victor fucks leon while leon fucks you
a/n: this came to me in a dream
leon was sent to investigate your dissapearance, you were his partner at the DSO.
he cared for you, really. shared coffees and redbulls on all nighters of debriefing teared his secured walls around his heart. the cold agent found himself wondering when he wasn't near, 'what are they doing?'. he had the mind to ask you out. until something happened, you had a mission, a hug and see you laters were exchanged.
so the first week you weren't in your desk, he frowned, but tried to text you. no answer.
second week? he talked to the superior, demanding answers.
you were in arklay county. investigating a claim of a sprout of a virus.
third week? he was in arklay county, went all the way to just start asking around with a picture of you.
all hints lead to a facility, rhodes hill chronic care center.
he went to the place, and barged in, asking everyone, even patients if anyone had seen you, some nurses tried to stop him, but patients tried to nod.
until a tall, snake-like man, stopped him.
cold... chilly hands clasped his shoulders,
"come, mr kennedy, i think i know what you're looking for."
and took him to his office, promising to calm his worries. before he could even think of how did this man knew his name, he saw you.
you fully naked, with a permanent blush on your cheeks and a leather collar with a leash, one tied to the big armchair behind the equally large desk.
before he can pull his gun, victor grabbed him by the neck, cutting his airflow, moving his face towards his, his baby blues meeting gold,
"shh.. agent kennedy, this it just starting."
leon struggled to breathe, trying to squirm away, or hit him, but before anything happens, victor's hold tightens.
and just like that? he's out.
and that's how he got here.
naked. wearing a muzzle. on a leash.
sitting right next to victor gideon as he works, you on his other side, getting ocasional headpats.
he tried reasoning with you, when victor left you both in his room, telling you you both had to leave, that this was sick.
you weren't listening, matter of fact, you tried cuddling with leon, or with victor.
oh yeah. he treated you like his lapdog, sleeping on his bed with you while him? he got the muzzle and the dog bed on the floor.
leon also noticed something. you genuinely liked being the sicko's pet, not just enduring it until he gets distracted and bolting, no. just like now.
while he growls and tries to move away from the leash? your head perched on his lap.
which is why dr. gideon prefered you, by miles.
even, victor's preference was astoundishing.
you got nicer meals. you got smiles and gentle sessions, loving thrusts and great aftercare.
leon got mediocre food, pulls on the leash, a muzzle on his mouth, harsh treatments in sessions, and half assed aftercare.
some sick part of him? envied you. he wanted the cuddles, the gentle care, not be seen as a sex toy. but leon was too prideful to admit it.
he understood what he did to you, he conditioned you.
you enjoyed the sessions, the deranged doctor could ask you to do a handstand while sucking him off. and you probably would try until you got it right.
so while he grumbled on the floor.
gideon noticed his angsty state. smirked.
"its been a very rough day, my dear pets." he stretched, moving from his armchair. "i do feel quite pent up."
leon huffed, trying to move away, while victor pulled on his leash.
"dear." he turned to you, combing your hair "would you mind, getting into position?"
victor was going to fuck you in front of him, not a first. he couldn't look away from your figure, you were in prone bone form, your ass hitched up at the sky, your cunt being in a wet state, and your chest pushed down, giving a mouthwatering arch. he could feel himself hardening, victor wouldn't let him touch himself during these scenes.
but, the doctor, instead of moving behind you, he unbuckled his belt and got up, grabbing leon's leash and pulling him behind you.
"agent kennedy." he hummed, crouching to his level and grabbing his cock "you're gonna be the star of this session" began stroking it to full mast.
leon groaned, trying to not show his giddyness. he glared at victor, with all the hate in his body, and the sadist? just smiled, a toothy gold grin, and guided his hard cock onto your soaked pussy.
most of the times during these sessions, you were the 'star', you always came, while leon was just a tool. now? he was actually feeling like cumming, he kept still, trying to memorize the tightness of your walls.
but things couldn't stay still.
dr. gideon smacked his ass lightly "come on, fuck them" he spoke right in his ear, a shiver crawling through his spine. and he started moving, thrusting, leon tried to move forward but the orchestrator of the scene pulled on his leash, his other hand moved to grasp both of his wrists, making him sit upright.
"good. good." he panted right into the shell of his ear "faster."
he couldn't think, all he could see is your arch, your ass, oh god, he wants to grab it, he wants to just, push inside and hug you, and cuddle you.
but no. victor wanted him to suffer.
"they're the best little slut" he rasped onto his ear with a groan.
victor pressed his hard on to leon's backside, pushing his hips deep into yours.
"how does the star feel?"
he whined, too lost in your gummy insides, oh how he wanted to lean down and kiss you senseless.
fuck the stupid muzzle on his face, he grunted, trying to move his hands out of the harsh grasp.
the doctor chuckled and moved, manhandaling him into his lap, his hard cock against his back. you whined at the loss of the thrusting but leon gasped, victor lubed up his cock quickly, letting go of his wrists.
he shook his head, falling onto you, tried to look back at him
but he was interrupted, gideon pushed inside of him, and he felt as if he was set on fire, and all on his mind blanked.
"this is a special lube, you know?" he panted against his ear "made with aphrodisiacs, and medically? this is the quickest way to get in you, leon."
he felt it, it made the old agent go mad, the stimulus on his cock and on his prostate.
victor began fucking him, the harshness of his thrusts making his hips buck inside you. leon growled, feeling the shocks of pleasure all over him.
he looked at you, your eyes were like stars, pupils dilated wide, almost eating your irises up. and he knew he understood.
he began moaning, trying to kiss you through the muzzle, desperate for more friction. victor just watched the scene while thrusting, with a smirk on his face, he grabbed leon's head, pulling at his dirty blond hair.
"you don't like the muzzle?" he asked with a harsh thrust, one that pushed leon into you. leon whined and shook his head.
"will you behave?" he tilted his head to the side.
leon nodded with all his might, his head was too busy thinking of how good you both felt.
"i can't hear you, agent!"
"yes! fuck! yes! ill behave!" he groaned, frustrated. and just like that? the muzzle came off, and he kissed you.
the kiss wasn't gentle or chaste, it was all tongue and him trying to make his and your faces whole.
he fucked you, his hands grabbing at your hips and moving your to lay on your back.
victor fucked him while he fucked you, it was hard, sweaty and the room stenched of sex.
leon's pace began to accelerate, victor's thrusts became hard and erratic, and you felt your orgasm climb, your lower belly begining to feel warm and fluttery.
with a sharp thrust- victor came, and as he filled leon, you came, and tightened on leon. and leon? he almost screamed.
leon panted, falling fully over you. he was filled, you were filled and victor was satisfied.
maybe this wasn't so terrible.
