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I will write for leon kennedy, any version of him but my asks are always open! (In the process of editing this so it might look crazy till I figure out how to work this lol.)

I'll write for almost anything, check my strawpage for what's NOT allowed, and message me with questions!

My asks ARE open!

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why can’t i be leon kennedys sugar baby so i never have to work again.

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Happy birhtdayyyy!!! I wish you all the best! 🩷

Tho, with your latest post i feel like the one being gifted hehe

HB once again, enjoy your night😻

Thank you guys for all the birthday wishes!! ❤️❤️

I will try to start posting more again 🙏

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Today’s my birthday 🎉 so here’s what i think leon would do on your birthday.

I think he would be the kind of boyfriend who would wake you up with breakfast in bed. Cuddle you in bed while a tv show plays quietly in the background, gently you touching and kissing you. I think he would try to bake you a cake but ultimately would fail. So no cake, re2 leon would probably get you stuff you didn’t really want but it’s the thought that counts. Re4 leon would get you some fancy jewelry, embroidered with whatever patterns you like or your and his initials.

Older leon would give himself to you, let you ride him for however long you want. Eat you out for hours, gently kissing you and letting you do whatever you want to him. He would take you out to dinner, buy you a new outfit just for the occasion beforehand. Or he would make you dinner at home, I think ID leon specifically would be a really good cook. He would probably make pasta or steak with a really expensive wine.

Anyways thoes my head cannons for him ;p sorry for not posting on here.

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Imagine going to the park with leon during the summer. It's warm outside, the birds are chirping, and the sun is shining. You packed a lunch for the both of you, just a simple sandwich with chips and fruit.

You walked down by the lake, watching the fish swim and the occasional turtle rise from the water. It was peaceful, he dosent get days off very often so when he does you two like to spend the time together.

Walking hand in hand, you smiled slightly. It was nice just to walk with him, no distractions or work just your company. Sitting on a park bench together, just enjoying the day.

You would talk and catch up with each other about anything, but to be honest you were just happy to spend time with him. His job is demanding and he knows that, if he's not running around for missions he's got loads of paperwork to do. So spending some alone time with you was nice.

Feeding bread to the fish, just watching nature as the warm sun shined below. He looked magical with the glow of sunshine across his features. The way his hair reflected off the sun and how his eyes sparkled in the sun…

He would have to snap his fingers in front of your face or nudge you to bring you back to reality. Then he would tease you the rest of the day about that.

(Sorry if this is so short I haven’t had much time to post on here but I wanted to get something out ;p )

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omg guys 100 followers 😭 i can’t believe this give me a few days and ill write something for this!! Also comment any fic ideas you have bc i have none ;p

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Getting into an argument with leon but he literally will not argue with you. He’ll let you scream, hit, or say whatever to him but he’d never do it back.

He’s the kinda guy who would just hold you tightly or say something like “Babe I understand you’re upset but yelling at me isn’t accomplishing anything. Why don’t you go to the other room and calm down.”

Or he’d offer you something he knows you like, like candy, chocolates, or any snacks he knows you like. He’d let you express your anger and take it out on him all you want but he just doesn’t feel much anger towards you.

I just feel like older leon specifically would be so emotionally mature. Like if you really think about it he’s been through so much so he really doesn’t want to argue with his love. ESPECIALLY DI LEON. 😩😛😛

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I’ve been playing re2r and leon is such a cutie!! I need to write about him he’s such a cutie pie sweet baby boy I want to keep in my pocket. 😛😫😫🙏

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As an 80 follower appreciation post i’ve made up a list of headcannons of all the leon’s and what hybrid pet they would have cause i’ve really been into this as of late. :D <3

These are not in order but YAYY!! I CANT BELIEVE WERE ALMOST AT 100 FOLLOWERS ILYYY 🥰🥰 (Theres no actual smut scenes but there is some mention of it ;p)

Re 2- Kitty! He adopted you from a shelter because he’s seen hyrbids all over tv and at work. He took one look at you and just had to adopt you, your soft fur and big eyes staring up at him. He couldn’t say no. You were just adorable, your fluffy ears twitching whenever he mentioned something you liked. How you could curl into him at night and rub against him when he got home from work. You’re both young with a lot of energy, so playtime is big. He’s got you all kind of toys but you weren’t interested in them, you only wanted to play with him. He did have to scold you often for picking at his uniform, but he was soft to actually punish you. The only “punishment” he ever gave you was a five minute time out, which killed him. He made up for it with lots of kisses and cuddles.

Re4- Puppy, Now I love the idea of him with a pup hybrid for soo many reasons. He needs a puppy girl to greet him so nicely when he gets home from a long day of work. He plays fetch with you and ball, but his favorite is to wrestle. He just adores watching you squirm and struggle under him, sometimes he just lets you win because you look so cute perched into of him. He likes taking you on walks, to the park, and just cuddling. He’s older here, and has seen a lot more so I think he’d be more authoritative and disciplinary with you. Now he hates to do it but he will spank you if you’ve been bad, scolding you for tearing up his room while he was at work again. Like he would pick you up so much and just hold you I think it’s so cute. I also think when he takes you to the park he kinda uses you to flirt with women. You hate it, hate the idea of him getting with a girl but he likes to make you jealous. Just imagine him holding you and striking up a conversation with a random women, low-key bragging about you. You’d get pissed and growl and bark but he’d shush you. Do y’all see the vision or am I stupid.

ID- Bunny. Older leon with a soft bunny girl does something to me i swear. He spoils you rotten. Only the best for his bun, soft clothes and plushies every chance he gets. One of his friends at the DSO started talking about hybrids so he went to the shelter, he melted when he saw you. Your floppy ears, cute cotton tail, big round eyes, you were so fluffy! He was a weak man when it came to you, his favorite activity was to lounge around with you. Opposite from re4, but I don’t think he’d punish you here either. He’s such a tease here, flicking your tail or ears. He would just try to get you worked up every day. Much like re2 a little shake of his head would he the most punishment he’d give you. And he most definitely helps his poor bun out when she’s in heat. You just have so much energy! Round after round, sometimes he had to tell you to stop because he literally couldn’t take it anymore.

Vendetta- Puppy again! He was headed home one night when he saw some rustling in some boxes and pulled over. Now imagine his surprise when he saw a dirty shaking pup in a box :(. He just had to take you home, giving you a bath and dressing you in one of his shirts that was wayyy to big. You were very playful and sometimes it was hard to keep up with you. You listened to him well, one sharp whistle and you were right by his side. He never has to punish you here because you don’t do anything punishable. You definitely know better than to mess with him, that doesn’t mean you’re not a brat. You test his patience every day but he loves you, he stopped drinking because of you. He’ll never forget the look on your face when he came stumbling inside after getting way too drunk at the bar one night. Your confused expression, ears flat and tail still. Obviously confused on wheat was wrong with him but he was too drunk to explain or comfort you. You guys had a looong talk the next day. Lots of cuddles to make up for his behavior, I don’t think he’s necessarily love going to the park with you. But it’s pretty hard to say no when you were nosing at his leg begging him to get up.

Damnation- Genuinely I don’t know for him. I can literally see him with any of these tbh. Like with a pup he’s going to get you a cute pink collar and a matching leash. Constantly taking you out of the house because you loved the outdoors. He had to keep you on a tight leash though because you were a runner. With a kitty honestly it’s much more chill, he’s a lot lazier here so he’s down to lay in bed all day. His favorite way to spend the morning was cuddling with you under the blankets. I feel like bunny is the same concept as the kitty, like you both kinda lounge around all day. This one kinda sucks but he’s not my favorite leon tbh…

Re6- Kitty!! When he was trying to sleep one night he heard some noises coming outside so he had to investigate. He wasn’t expecting to see a little kitty rummaging through his trash. You were a shy thing at first, ears constantly pressed to your head, tail curled up, and fur all puffed out. It took a while to get you warmed up to him, get used to his scent, and realize he’s not that bad. You were still a little hesitant, but you loved him. When he came home from work you would purr and drag him to the couch for a mandatory cuddle session. He loved to dangle his keys over you for playtime and watch you bat at the metal. You were his good girl, always listening to him so again he never had to punish you. His favorite activity to do with you has to be playtime. The way your tail flicks and ears perk up reminds him life isn’t that bad. The only time he had trouble with you was during bath time.

DI- Bunny/Puppy. It’s honestly hard to pick one with him. I can definitely see him with a little bunnygirl, soft body jusy sticking to him. Lounging around all day, he fed you berries and veggies and it was adorable to watch you get all messy with food. He’s a softie here, so even if you’re a brat (you are) he won’t punish you. One time he tried to put you in time out but your soft cries made him immediately get you. He had to buy you a new plushie to make up for it. Now a puppy would be a lottt different. Constantly energetic, tail wagging as excited yips left your lips when you heard him turning the key in the door. You were all over him when he got home from work, ears perked up and you clung onto him. Refusing to let him go until he paid you enough attention, wanting head pats and ear scratches. He kinda let you do whatever, he knew you weren’t gonna run away if he let you off the leash. He also likes to tease you here, gently tugging on your tail to hear the noise you make. Or playing with your ears despite you saying how sensitive they are. I think he loves hiking with his pup, he equally love cuddling too. And yes, when you eventually get tired of walking he does carry you the rest of the way.

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The Shadow at Her Side

Bodyguard re4 Leon x rich reader

Desc: Spoiled rich girl whose father hires her a bodyguard because she can't protect herself. She doesn't listen to him, and overall, just has a terrible attitude. She secretly likes him and tries to flirt with him, but he ignores it. Until one night, something happens that changes everything.

WC: 3.7k ish

Mentions of: Overstimulation, soft dom leon, fingering, masturbation, sex scene at the end, he's a little mean but not really, the reader's kind of a brat. (Baby, one mention of good girl).

Having wealthy parents and living a life of luxury may seem nice until you realize all the rules. You weren’t used to being told no, you didn’t even need a bodyguard! You were just 23, ready to see the world, mingle with people, and live life to the fullest. 

Until he showed up. Leon Kennedy, an ex-military DSO special government agent, was the one your father hired to protect you. After the last time you’d left the house to go shopping and almost got kidnapped, your father decided he didn’t want you going places alone. This was ridiculous; they’d just caught you off guard, which is what you tried to argue about, but your father had none of it. 

You weren’t sure what you were expecting Leon to be. Old, wrinkly, ugly? But he was none of those things, and your mouth almost dropped when you first saw him. He was gorgeous, with short blonde hair, baby blue eyes, broad shoulders, and a muscular build. It was hard not to blush, but you still weren't happy even though he was hot. 

Over the next few days, you tried to get to know him. But he was having none of it. Shutting your questions down with a firm look, Leon didn’t smile. He didn’t laugh. He didn’t flirt. He was all business.

And that annoyed you. 

Leon had three rules: don't talk to strangers, don't go anywhere without him, and don't make any moves without talking to him first. 

You hated it. And as much as you hated to admit it, you hated how he made you feel…safe.

You, however, had proven to him to be a different kind of headache. You were clever, impulsive, and infuriatingly confident. One minute you’d be storming out of your penthouse in six-inch heels with no security detail, and the next you were smirking at him across the breakfast table like you were daring him to chase you again.

And chase you he did—across rooftops, out of clubs, through paparazzi. Which only made him more attractive.

"You know, most guys would be thrilled to spend 24/7 with me," You said one evening, leaning against the kitchen counter in silk pajamas that were more suggestive than practical. "You ever lighten up, Leon?"

"You ever stay inside when I tell you to?" he countered, not looking up from his laptop. 

You pouted dramatically. "You’re no fun."

"I'm not here to be fun."

“You’re here to protect me," you said, stepping closer, "from danger." Your voice dropped slightly, smoky, challenging. "What if I’m the danger?"

He met your eyes, cold and unreadable. “Then my job is to neutralize you.”

Your smirk faltered—but just for a second. You liked the game. The tension. The feeling that he saw you, really saw you, and wasn’t fooled by the designer armor or the flirty one-liners. Most guys fell for you the second they saw you, but not him. He never once returned your flirty comments, touches, or even looks. It turned you on. 

But underneath all the glitz and fire, there was fear. You hid it well and never backed down from anything, but Leon noticed how your hands trembled when you thought no one was looking. How you triple-locked your door at night, even though he was right outside.

That didn't change your carefree attitude, though. You were a massive pain in the ass tonight. 

"You are not going to this party." He repeated it for the millionth time, and it felt like his voice was stern and tired.

“Last I checked, your job wasn’t telling me what I can and can’t do,” you said, jerking your arm away from his grip.

"It's my job to keep you safe, so yes, I can tell you what to do." He said, crossing his arms over his chest, he was tired of your defiant attitude towards him.

“Try and stop me.” You mumbled, taking off in a run, but unfortunately for you, wearing your highest heels might not have been the best idea. You weren't very fast and very uncoordinated.

He was much bigger and stronger than you, so catching up to you was very easy. In just a few steps, Leon grabbed you by the waist, pulling you towards him, pinning your back to his chest. 

"You really think you're faster than me?" Leon said, with an amused smirk, even though he was annoyed. He pulled you close to him, his hands still on your waist, stopping you from running away again.

You grumbled, trying to protest, "It's my best friend's birthday, and the club is just outside the city!"

“Too many blind spots. No secure exits. You stay home.” He replied immediately, dragging you back inside without a second thought. 

“I can’t stay cooped up in here forever,” you shot back, your voice sharp. “I’m not some prisoner.”

“You’re not a prisoner, but you’re under my protection,” he said, pulling you back into the house and shutting the door. His eyes locked on yours. “Your father has made it clear: no unnecessary risks.”

“I’m not taking unnecessary risks. I’m just going to a party. With my friends.”

His brow furrowed. “I don’t care who you’re going with. You’re staying in tonight. I’m not going to argue with you about this.”

You rolled your eyes. “I’m not a child, I can take care of myself. You’re being overprotective.”

He gave her a long look, his jaw tightening. “I’m just doing my job.”

“Whatever.” You mumbled, crossing your arms and storming up to your room. You would have tried to sneak through your window, but you already know how that would go. He would hear the window open, grab you, and force you back inside. Then he would give a thirty-minute lecture about why you shouldn't sneak out and the risks involved. You didn't want to listen to it. 

In your room, you got ready for bed, changing into your pure silk pajamas and wrapping your hair up. After climbing into bed, did you really start to think, and by think meant thinking about Leon? 

You knew it was wrong to be fantasizing about him like this; he was your bodyguard hired by your father to make it worse. But it was impossible to stop. The way his deep voice spoke kept playing through your head, how his hands and arms felt wrapped around your body every time he yanked you back. It made you press your thighs together and squirm. 

This was so unfair. The one man you actually like, and he doesn't even want you! Well, that just won't do You were going to make him realize how much of a catch you were. 

Over the next few days, you tried everything. “Accidently” falling right into his arms, brushing your body against his, calling him into your room every night for protection. He wasn't stupid, though; he knew what you were doing. Despite some of the urges you worked up in him, he managed to suppress them; you were nothing more than a job. 

You made it really hard to stay professional, though. He could hear your little whimpers and moans throughout the night. He knew what you were doing, but turned a blind eye to it. 

Then came the night everything changed. A sniper’s bullet shattered the bedroom window.

Leon tackled you before the glass even hit the floor, shielding your body with his. "You're okay. I've got you." He murmured into your ear, holding you close as if he was scared to let you go. 

It didn’t feel real. This was the closest you’ve ever been to him. Tucked under him, crushed right against his chest. You trembled slightly, your eyes brimming with tears against your will. Maybe it was all the adrenaline crashing down, and you realized if he hadn’t been here, you’d probably be dead. But you didn’t want to cry in front of him; it was embarrassing. 

He held you close and tight, helping you off the floor and letting you cry into his chest. He knew you were crying but didn't say anything about it. Instead, he just rubbed your back and shushed you quietly. He wanted to calm you before the room flooded with people and you had to evacuate. 

Sirens wailed in the distance as he barked into his comms, giving orders, eyes scanning every shadow. He looked her in the eyes, all business. But something flickered. Concern. Relief. Then it vanished. “We move now.”

They did. New location. New threats. New rules.

And suddenly, you weren’t flirting just for fun anymore. You watched how he protected you like you mattered, not as an assignment, but as a person. He never left your side and rarely let you out of the house anymore. It was a fight just to get him to agree to go on a walk with you down the sidewalk because being in the house 24/7 was killing you. Though it annoyed you how close he was, it gave you a sense of security and protection. Knowing someone was there for you made you feel a little better, especially at night, because, considering the circumstances, you finally got him to sleep in your bed.

You claimed it was to make you feel safe, but part of it was, and part of you wanted to cuddle into his biceps. It was hard not to rock your hips into his at night, to try not to touch him as much as you wanted, or to try not to touch yourself. 

But a girl was only so strong, especially when it came to smoking hot men. One night, when you were lying in bed fantasizing again, the urge just became too strong. Leon was doing his final round of patrolling the house before bed, so you had a few minutes alone. Slowly dragging your hand down your stomach and into your panties, you pressed your finger against your clit. Biting down on your bottom lip to suppress your noises, you gently rubbed it. 

Waves of pleasure washed over your body. The longer you touched yourself, the more there was only one thing on your mind: Leon. You were imagining it was his hand, his fingers rubbing circles over your clit, caressing your body, playing with your nipples, or whispering softly into your ear. It was hard to stay quiet, getting so caught up in your fantasies and accidentally whimpering his name a few times. 

He was walking through the hallway when he heard it. He knew you pleasured yourself often, but this time was different. You were calling out his name, making him blush a little. It's been a while since he's had any action; he had been focusing all his attention on keeping you safe, and he hadn't thought of it. But oh, now that he knew you were touching yourself and thinking about him...it was hard to control himself. So he did what any man would do: he walked to your door and carefully listened to the noises coming from the other side. 

He could feel himself getting harder as he imagined what you were doing, sprawled out on the bed with your hand down your pants. So he slowly opened the door and nearly passed out when he saw you. Pants off, whimpering and moaning softly as your fingers quickly circled your clit. You seemed to be caught up in pleasure, and he didn't want you to know he was there yet. Luckily, he had years of stealth experience to the point where he could creep to the side of your bed without being caught. 

You were blissfully unaware that the man you were fantasizing about was standing right next to you, too caught up in your own pleasure to realize it. His name fell off your lips like natural, arching your back up as a coil tightened inside your stomach. It didn't take long before you came, coating your sheets as you collapsed against the soft cushions and slowly opened your eyes. You nearly had a heart attack and died when you did, though. 

Seeing Leon, your bodyguard, just standing there... made your cheeks bright red. You were too embarrassed to say anything, instead just staring up at him with big eyes and slightly parted lips. He took note of your embarrassment and smiled slightly, taking a seat beside you on the bed. 

“Quite a show you put on.” He murmured softly, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling your small, shaking body into his chest. He stroked your hair and held you close. A part of him was glad you wanted him, so he didn't feel guilty for liking you. 

You didn't say a word, burying your face in his chest and squeezing your eyes shut tight. You just wanted to disappear, to crawl into a hole and die. Leon held you for a moment, just shushing you and trying not to smirk at your embarrassment and mortification. After a minute, though, he nudged your chin with his hand and made you look at him. 

“Hey..” He started, rubbing your cheek with his thumb and staring into your eyes. “You don't have to be embarrassed, I thought that was cute.” 

You whined slightly, turning your gaze away and pursing your lips together. “I was just..I dunno..” You tried to say, but didn't know what to say. 

Sensing your nervousness, he tugged your chin again and shook his head. “You don't have to say anything, why don't you just let me help you, hm?” He mumbled gently into your ear, shifting you so your back was against his chest. 

You could only briefly nod, looking down and spreading your legs just a little for him. All your thoughts of embarrassment and nervousness washed away when you felt his finger pushing against your wet cunt. You were still a little sensitive from your previous orgasm, but his fingers still felt so good, you couldn't say no. 

He was gentle with his touches, kissing your neck as he slowly dragged his finger up to your clit. Moving in small circles around the sensitive bud, his other arm was wrapped around your waist, keeping you pinned to his chest. Your breathy moans filled the room, and you could only close your eyes and lean back against his chest as he continued his ministrations. He slipped a finger inside of you, and that sent another shockwave of pleasure through your body. 

You swear your hips started moving on their own when he began to pump his finger in and out of you, his thumb quickly circling your clit. You grabbed onto his arm, arching your back off his chest as another cry of pleasure escaped your lips. You didn't need to say you were close because he knew, inserting another finger in your soppy cunt and moving at an unreal pace. Your legs were trembling, and you could do nothing but shake and let out small cries in pleasure. 

His kisses to your neck turned into nibbles, and his free hand moved from your waist to play with your nipples. He wanted to make you cum again and again, seeing you in such a state was such a turn on and he was painfully hard. So he kept going, his fingers kept fucking you and his thumb rubbed your clit until eventually you did cum. It was even more beautiful up close. 

The way your loud moans turned into little breathty pants, your body trembling slightly, eyes glossed over, and his fingers coated in cum. He moved his arm to trap you against his chest again and slowly brought his fingers to his mouth, tasting you. “You taste so good, baby..” He whispered in your ear, making a show out of licking his fingers clean. 

You craved more, looking up at him with a hazy expression. He looked down at you and put his hand on your cheek, turning your face upwards and looking at your lips. “You want something?” He asked, his thumb running over your bottom lip. 

You did want something, hoping he would just give it to you, but apparently not. Nodding slightly and parting your lips slightly. “Want you.” You mumbled, rolling your hips lazily against the bed.

He smirked and leaned his head down to finally kiss your lips. “I know you do, baby…be a good girl and lie down.” He spoke in between kisses, helping you lie flat against the bed. He wanted to see your face when he did this, dropping his pants and boxers he held his erect cock in his hand. 

“See what you do to me?” He said, pumping his cock a few times before running his tip over your wet folds. He suddenly remembered he didn't have a condom; he doubted you did, but it didn't really matter. “You on birth control?” 

You nodded eagerly, seeing his cock up close made you want to squeeze your thighs together but you held back, leaning your head back and biting back a whimper. He was glad you were because he didn't know how well you being pregnant would blow over with your father. After getting his tip wet with your cum and arousal, he lined up with your cunt and looked down at you. 

“Tell me if it's too much.” He said, staring down at your face. When he got no answer, he gently lifted your jaw. “Seriously, I want you to know you can tell me to stop if it's too much. Tell me you understand.” 

“I get it..” You whined, while you appreciated him taking your feelings and consent into this, you didn't want to talk. You just wanted him inside of you and pumping you full of cum.

After he got your confirmation, he grabbed his cock again and slowly pushed his tip inside of you. You were tight. It made him groan and want to ram into you, but he wanted to take it slow. After you seemed you had adjusted well, he slowly pushed himself inside of you, taking it inch by inch. It took a lot of restraint to not start fucking you. 

“You can go.” You muttered that he was big. Or maybe it was the fact you were still a virgin; either way, it felt good. You weren't as nervous as you thought you'd be, maybe it was the fact he was being so uncharacteristically gentle, or the fact it was him you were doing this with. It was a whole other feeling when he started moving, though. 

You couldn't control yourself, moans spilled from your lips, and your head fell back against the pillow. It was an indescribable feeling, your eyes fluttering shut. He grabbed the headboard, pushing his hips against yours at a decent pace. Soft groans left his lips, and he was trying not to bust a load right now. It had been so long since he's been in a pussy this inviting and he was trying to savor the moment. But he was only so strong. 

After a moment of his slow pace he slowly sped up, watching your tits bounce up and down as he moved faster made him more desperate. He threw his head back, grabbing your hip with his other hand and panting. You felt so damn good, he was trying to be quiet as to not wake everybody up but you made it hard. He leaned down and kissed your lips roughly again, swallowing your moans and gripping your hip tighter. 

“Oh fuck..” He practically whimpered; he was close. He really didn't want to cum before you but he just couldn't stop himself. Pulling away from your face, he moaned as ribbons of cum shooted out of him, filling you up nicely. It felt a little weird feeling his hot cum inside of you, dripping from your now soaked cunt. 

You quickly followed him, feeling his finger start to attack your clit and grabbing onto his bicep as a stream of moans left your lips. A wave of pleasure crashed through you, cum pooling at the base of his cock as he continued to slowly thrust into you. You let out a slight whine and kicked your legs out weakly, a little overstimulated from the pleasure you were receiving. 

He heard your weak whines and struggles and slowly pulled out, groaning again when he saw how much of a mess you two had made. You don't remember much after that. he cleaned you up nicely. The next thing you know, he's behind you in bed, pulling you close to him and gently kissing your body. That's how you fell asleep; he was gone when you woke up. You figured he was around the house, and that's precisely what he was doing. Shooting him a small smile as you strolled down the stairs. 

After that night, the attitude stopped, and there was no more sneaking out, backtalk, or disobedience. You actually listened to him. If only he would come into your room every night and make you feel good. And that he did. 

(Sorry the endings kinda rushed, I was fighting to get through this and get this posted.)

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i’m so happy re9 is coming out next year but can we talk about carlos. CAPCOM YOU CANNOT GIVE US ONE GAME WITH HIM THEN NEVER TALK ABOUT HIM AGAIN. 😐

Frr though what happened to him😭 he was majestical and i’d loveee to see him in another game.

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Leon Kennedy is gentle during sex. I think i’ve said this before but he really would be. He’s the kinda guy to hold your hand, gently kiss your neck or lips, and take things slow.

He wants to make love to you instead of just have sex. He always asks for consent, he’s a soft dom. No, he is not going to be aggressive, unless of course you ask but even then he still holds himself back. The most damage he does on you is leave some hickeys or marks on your neck and maybe leave you unable to walk..

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i know i said my fic was almost done but it’s actually not guys 😭 i have another tumblr account im trying to write a fic for and that will probably come out before this one. Here’s my alt account if you want to read some of my other works. @ash005

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Kind of been thinking about writing a medieval fic. Like princess reader x knight leon, or princess reader x princess reader, or something like that idk, i need to finish it current fic first 😭😭.

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this fic is taking forever to come out simply because i have zero ideas 😭. i’m trying to get on it and write but i don’t even know where to start guys. but if you want me to tag you in the fic when it’s done lmk :p

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Leon Drabbles/short stories

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Pervy corrupt cop leon who pulls you over in the middle of the night. He walks up to your car, knocking on the window and asking for your license and registration, taking a minute to stare at you. The way you were leaned against the seat, your lips coated in shiny lip gloss, and how a little bit of your lace bra peeked out from your shirt.

You fidgeted with the papers in your hands for a moment before slowly handing them over to the tall man standing by your car. It was hard to see all of his features because it was so dark outside but he was hot. The way he spoke, asked you if you knew why he pulled you over made you squish your thighs together. You were a little nervous, I mean who wouldn't be? Being pulled over in the middle of the night for an unknown reason.

He claims you were speeding but you definitely weren't. He just wanted to take advantage of you. He walked back to his patrol car, typing your information in the computer and taking a moment to look at your profile.

He learned your name and all that basic information about you, then with an evil grin stepped back out of the car.

"Ma'am i'm gonna need you to exit the vehicle." His voice spoke, stern and demanding. He didn't explain why, but rather crossed his arms and stared down at you.

You didn't question him, frankly because you were a little scared to. Unbuckling your seatbelt, you opened the car door and stepped out into the cold night air. Tugging your dress down before the wind could take it over.

As soon as you were out of the car, he grabbed your arm and pulled you back to have you up against the car.

He began frisking you and patting you down all over your body as he felt every part of you. His hands lingering on parts of your body making this seem like not so innocent encounter. His fingers would slay against your hips, slowly moving up your waist and wrapping around your tits.

When you felt his hands squeezing and groping your chest you couldn't help but gasp and whimper slightly.

You were a little flustered when you felt his hands all over you body, whining then turning around and shoving your hands against his chest.

His hands move to your waist and felt from the bottom of your legs up and stopped right at your lower stomach. "Stop pushing me." His firm voice sent chills down your spine as he continued feeling you up all over your body. "What are you hiding? Drugs?" He asked while having a rough grip on your thighs, feeling around them.

Shifting in his grip, you weakly tried to shove him away. "Y-you can't do this-" You tried to protest, but he cut you off before you could even begin.

"I can do whatever I want—I am a police officer." He said through clenched teeth. anted to shut you up in any way possible-his mind ran through a few thoughts that could do just that. He grabbed you by the wrists and forcibly turned you around, roughly shoving you up against the car hood, pinning you in place. Leon

chuckled darkly, his hands continuing their exploration of your body. He slid one hand down your stomach, sliding his hand up your dress. His fingers brushing against your clit through your panties. He could feel your wetness, and it made his cock throb with need. He pressed a kiss to your neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin.

Everything was happening so fast you couldn't wrap your head around it before his hand was down your panties and you were pinned to the hood of the car. A small moan escaped your lips when he started toying with your clit, trying to push yourself of the car. That got shut down quickly.

He quickly reached out and grabbed your arm, pulling you back towards him. "Now you can put your hands behind your back." He said firmly, his grip on your arm tightening. He grabbed your arms and forced them behind your back, his heart rate quickened. He pushed you up against the side of the car, his body pressing against your back as he leaned in close. Grabbing his cuffs from his belt, he quickly slapped them on your wrists ensuring they were pinned.

Leon smirked as he watched your face flush with arousal. He loved seeing you squirm under his touch, the way your body responded to his every move. He pressed two fingers inside you, groaning at the tight heat that greeted them. "You never know where slutty little girls could be hiding things." He said, his fingers pumping in and out of you at a steady pace. His thumb continued to rub your clit, sending jolts of pleasure through your body.

You couldn't help but moan and whine helplessly, the pleasure he was giving you was wrong but it felt so right. "I'm not..hiding anything." You choked out in between moans and gruel sounds of pleasure, squeezing your eyes shut tight.

Leon's eyes darkened with lust as he watched you come undone on his fingers, your moans music to his ears. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against yours. "I don't believe you. Girls like you are always hiding something." He growled, his fingers picking up their pace, plunging deeper into your dripping cunt. His thumb rubbed tight circles around your clit, feeling it throb under his touch. "You gonna cum on my fingers like a good little whore?" He purred, his voice low and teasing. He pressed his hard cock against your hip, letting you feel how hard you were making him.

Your face was burning red in a mix of humiliation and pleasure. Feeling a tightness grow in your stomach, your whole body went hot and tingly and you knew you were close. With every thrust of his fingers and rub at your clit pushed you closer and closer until you couldn't take it anymore. With a loud cry of pleasure and a few body twitched you came undone. Cum pooling around his fingers which he quickly retracted and licked up.

He groaned as he felt your pussy clench and spasm around his fingers, your juices dripping down his hand.

He worked you through your orgasm, his fingers slowing their pace as your body went limp against the car.

He pulled his hand away, bringing his fingers to his lips and sucking your essence clean. "Mmm, you taste fucking delicious." He growled, his eyes dark with lust as he looked down at your disheveled form. "And now I think it's time for the real search to begin." He said with a wicked grin, already imagining all the ways he wanted to take you.

And he did. He forced his cock into your tight wet cunt and thrusted in and out. He pumped you so full of his cum it was spilling out when he was done with you. You could barely stand up, legs trembling and body shaking after he used you so roughly. Did he help you at all? No.

He slid his card with his number into your bra, uncuffing your hands and he just left you. You stumbled back into your car, feeling so used but also something else. You couldn't place your finger on that feeling, maybe it was love? Lust? Need for sex?

None of that mattered because he was gone, leaving you to clean yourself up. You pulled out his card from your bra and examined it. So that was his name, maybe you'd give him a call later....