"When I look in your eyes I see the entire galaxy reflecting back at me"
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Pairings: re9!husband!leon x wife!reader
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Genre : fluff, romance, banter, emotional intimacy, soft leon, flirt
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Summary - Waking up beside your husband: Leon, every morning was a feeling not even the seven heavens above could compete with.
And as you lay there beside him, watching the quiet rise and fall of his chest, all you could feel was utterly enchanted by beautiful scene before you.
WC : 1.3k
As soft morning light filtered through the blinds of your bedroom, brushing your skin in pale gold, your eyes slowly fluttered open.
And a sleepy sound escaped your lips as you turned your head toward the bear of a man sleeping beside you.
Leon was literally completely out of it.
And somehow that made you far too aware of him. Then you rolled over on your side, beneath the blankets, taking your time as you admired him.
God. He looked gorgeous like this. His messy blond hair had fallen across his forehead during the night, stubborn strands sticking out in every direction.
His soft brown freckles decorated his pale skin, scattered across his nose and cheeks like tiny constellations. And you smile faintly as you notice his nose scrunched lazily before relaxing again, while his ridiculously long lashes rested against his eyes.
You groaned at the sight, then your eyes traveled to down to his lips and you were actually shocked; because of how good they looked at first thing in the morning. You simply stared at them for a bit and the sight before you made your heart swell pleasantly against your ribs.
And a soft hum escaped you as you reached across the duvet and gently brushed your fingers against his cheek, tracing his skin softly.
But of course he didn't react.
And that alone gave you a beautiful idea.
Your smile widened as you leaned over him, your gaze lingering on his sleeping face for a moment longer.
Then, overcome by a sudden wave of what could only be described as cute aggression, you pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, letting your lips linger there briefly before pulling away.
A fond smile tugged at your lips, and you leaned in again, pressing another gentle kiss against the side of his temple.
He doesnt move.
So you kissed his cheek, and a giggle bubble up your chest. Then slowly you pressed your lips on his nose.
"God, Leon you're so pretty."
Then his jaw.
"My husband." You smiled and murmured against his skin.
Though still nothing, so you pulled back a bit, Leon wasnt making any noises except few snore that sounded way too fake.
You narrowed your eyes suspiciously at him, because he was way too still and there was absolutely no way Leon Kennedy slept this deeply.
Determined now, you gently brushed your fingers through his hair before trailing them down his arm, slowly tracing the muscles beneath his shirt.
Goosebumps rose over his body as his breathe deepens but he doesnt wake.
"Uh-oh you are gonna play this game, hm?" you whispered and poked his cheek.
He was still-still.
Then you cradled his face before squishing it slightly. Your eyes narrowed further at him and you playfully hum, “Guess I could bite him now.”
Finally, the corner of his mouth twitched upward, the skin around his eyes crinkling slightly even though he still refused to open them.
The moment you caught it, you immediately sat upright, a betrayed smile spreading across your face. "You're awake." you accused and in same breath you gasped dramatically. "You are a terrible actor!"
But still he plays pretend and lies still, then slowly sighing you lean closer to him, "Leon."
The next thing you knew, a strong arm slipped around your waist. You barely had time to let out a startled squeak before the world tilted beneath you.
In one smooth motion, Leon pulled you down onto him, and suddenly you found yourself sprawled across his chest. "Leon!" you yelped, gripping his shoulders as his laughter rumbled beneath you.
"You were saying?" He chuckles deeply, his words vibrating in your chest.
"You were pretending to sleep!"
"You kissed me like twelve times." Leon grins.
"You counted?"
"I counted every single one."
Your face immediately warmed, as heat spreads across your chest and the traitor only looked pleased with himself.
And you notice his one arm remained securely around your waist while the other settled behind his head. His eyes were still heavy with sleep, yet amusement danced inside them.
"You look very proud of yourself," you giggled, rubbing your chin lightly against his chest as you settled more comfortably on top of him. The motion only seemed to make his smug expression grow wider.
"I am." He mumbled.
"For what?"
"Catching you." Leon teased as he rubbed his chin across your hairs, making you giggle again.
Then as you gaze up at him, his smile softened a moment later, and his eyes slothfully locked on yours, like he was seeing something worth millions.
Your heartbeat stumbled at his softened reaction. "What?"
For a moment he simply looked at you. Then his hand came up, brushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear.
His expression turned unexpectedly gentle and he whispers with a smile, "When I look in your eyes," he paused then takes a big deep breath before continuing, "I see the entire galaxy reflecting back at me."
Your breath get caught in your lungs again, "Wow."
The smug smile returned instantly on his face. "Wow?"
"You are so cheesy first thing in the morning," you teased, though your heart was already betraying you, drumming frantically against your chest as warmth spread across your face.
"I was being romantic," he pouted, his lips jutting out ever so slightly as he looked at you with exaggerated offense.
You mumbled against his chest. "Fine, fine... it made my heart stutter."
Leon chuckled softly at that before pressing a kiss against your temple.
Then he rested his chin lightly atop your head as you settled more comfortably against his chest. Your own chin found its place on his shoulder while his arms remained securely around you.
You stayed like that, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat echoing beneath your ear.
After a while, you glanced up at him and found his eyes closed, a peaceful expression settling across his features.
A small smile tugged at your lips at the sight. For all his toughness, Leon was an absolute softie when it came to you, and moments like these reminded you of that more than anything else.
For a while you just stayed there tangled in each other as morning sunlight continued to spill across the room.
While the blankets tangled between your legs.
You felt so comfortable lying on top of him that it genuinely felt as though you were resting on a cloud.
As the two of you gradually relaxed into the quiet of the morning, you tilted your head upward, your chin brushing lightly against his chest. "When did you wake up?" you asked, letting out a soft sigh against his skin as you looked up at him.
Leon didn't even open his eyes this time, instead he hummed and replied, "When you were staring at me."
You laughed shaking your head and lifted your head to look at him. "You were awake at that point?" you asked, disbelief and amusement slipping into your voice.
"You know when you stirred I though you were going to be awake and I can't sleep when you're not near me. Can't help it, baby," he said, his eyes softening as he looked at you.
A quiet sigh escaped you at his words, and you melted further against his chest, feeling strangely safe there, almost as if you were being held by an angel, instead of Leon.
The sound you made earned another kiss against your temple. Then Leon pulled you even closer against his chest, his arms tightening around you as though he had no intention of letting go anytime soon.
Absentmindedly, your fingers found his biceps, tracing lazy circles over them while you settled comfortably against him.
Neither of you made any effort to leave the warmth of the bed, content to remain tangled together in the quiet comfort of the morning. Because after all, some mornings were simply too good to rush.
thinking about my sweet boy leon re2 with his big blue eyes on a summer day, probably in a park, enjoying his day off the academy, bathing himself with the warm sun, buying the sweetest ice cream ever because he NEED it and maybe some candy too because..why not? it’s his day off
omg finally someone who thinks all leons are sweet crybabies yesss 💛💛💛💛
YESSSSSSS!?!?!?????!?????????? i mean like look at HIM? He’s just a sweet baby angel who pouts when he’s sad and clingy :( ps: thanks for the message, sweetie! :( that was so so so kind of you
facesitting your older boyfriend (re9!leon) for the first time!
“No- no, no, no.” That was your first thought when Leon told you his fantasy.
Leon and you have been together for months now, and you were a little bit —too much— inexperienced about sex, at twenty something you only had two boyfriends in your whole life, including him, but everything you knew about sex, Leon taught you. He was experienced: knew where to touch, where to kiss, where to bite and lick. Well, of course he knew, at forty-nine he almost knew anything. He was steady, confident, experienced and attentive, he lived enough to know what he craved and he wasn’t ashamed to ask for it. On the other hand, you still blushed when he whispered in your ear what he was going to do with you, and those red cheeks were his obsession.
You both were in bed, sharing kisses before sleep. But with him, it could never be just kisses. That man was always hungry for you, regardless day or time. He cupped your cheek and looked at you. “Can we try something?” he asked, “Try what?” you replied. “You, sitting on my face, sweetheart. I told you before: I want to eat you properly.”
Clearly you have never, never done that, not even considered it. So, your first thought was an absolutely no. “I-I don’t know, Leon” you whisper, shifting uncomfortably. “What if I’m too heavy? Plus, I might not… smell great… and what if I suffocate you?” He cut you off with a low, desperate sound, fingers tightening on your hips. “Please.”
You kept overthinking about it, but the way he was taking off your clothes and leaving a trail of kisses in your whole body made you —almost— forget all of your insecurities.
“You’re perfect and I’m so in love with you, I’ve been fantasizing about this for weeks. Let me worship you properly. Sit on my face and use me, I need it so badly you can’t even imagine how much.” He murmured, his voice filled with an unhidden hunger, as he kept kissing every inch of your naked body.
He was begging for it, and you could notice his cock twitching in his boxers at the mere thought of it, leaking precum all over his underwear. He desired you, no matter what.
You bite your lip looking at him: “You’re sure?” Leon replied instantly “baby, I’ll die happy if you smother me.” He gave you that deep tone and that exact smirk. “Please. Ride my entire face, use my tongue like your personal toy, don’t care if i can’t breathe, just… fuck, just sit please.”
You nodded, your cheeks were red but you crawled up his body, positioning your knees on either side of his head. He looked up at your wet pussy, and he couldn’t stop but imagine it wetter with his saliva. “Go lower, gorgeous.” Still hesitant, you sighed and obeyed. His hot mouth open and eager beneath you, hands gripping your ass, pulling you down harder and desperately. “Atta girl,” he murmured.
Leon finally got what he wanted, and he didn’t waste time.
His tongue dragged through your folds, licking up every space like a starved man —and he was—. He sucked your clit into his mouth, the obscene “pop” filling the room. His tongue flicking faster in your whole cunt, then he plunged it deep inside you, fucking you with hot strokes.
You cried out, feeling your thighs trembling. Of course he knew it’d feel good, but you were experiencing a lot of new sensations. Little sounds escaping from your lips.
He was completely buried in your cunt, nose pressed against your clit. “Fuck, princess, you taste so good,” he managed to growl between long licks. “So fucking sweet. But you should grind on my face, baby.”
Emboldened by his desperation, you started to move: you rocked your hips, sliding your soaked pussy over his tongue, his lips, and even his nose. You were using him, and he didn’t even complained. In fact, he enjoyed the moment when you started to ride his entire face with increasing confidence, moaning for it. His hands squeezed your ass, spreading you wider, holding you exactly where he wanted you.
You looked down. The sight was obscene: his handsome face completely hidden beneath your cunt, blue eyes locked in yours, his dirty blonde hair —with some gray strands— messy between your thighs.
Your hips kept moving on their own, grinding down against his eager mouth, his tongue worked your clit in tight, fast circles, savoring every drop of you.
“I want you to cum all over my tongue. Smother me while you do it.” He said, or you guessed so. You pressed down harder, fully sitting now, your ass cheeks smothering his face as you grind faster. His tongue lapping, sucking, fucking you relentlessly.
Your thighs started shaking violently, and he noticed it, so he sucked hard. When you lifted your hips just a little, spasming, he thrusted two fingers deep into your pussy, curling them against your g-spot while his tongue flicked mercilessly. He wanted you to come as soon as possible, and you did.
You came with a broken cry, grinding down hard as your orgasm crashed through you. Your pussy clenched and flooded his mouth, juices dripping down his chin and cheeks. He kept licking and sucking, drinking you down. His hands still on your ass, holding you firmly in place as he continued with worshipful licks, cleaning you up gently while you twitched from overstimulation.
When you finally lifted off on shaky legs, his face was a glistening mess: lips swollen, blue eyes filled with satisfaction. Oh, and that tiny smirk. That bastard was happy, and you knew this was just the start.
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