A Wild Ride - Re2 leon x fem reader (btw i struggle w spelling some words)
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Leon had always been the shy, quiet and emotionless type, well at least to his friend's but around you was a completely diffrent story, around you he was relaxed, happy and loving but he does infact have a wild side that he is happy to show you.
You and leon were relaxing on the couch doing your usual, cuddling together binge watching random movies in your shared 'watch later' list except the one you two were watching together was a romance which included erotic scenes, your heart raced pounding against your ribcage, this is gonna be 10x worse since your ovulating right now and leon has been binging on pineapple for the past few days (iykyk)
You and leon were doing your usual on a friday night, cuddling and binge watching random movies except it was his choice of movie this time and leon being the perv he is decided to pick out a romance with a soon to come sex scene, you rolled your eyes unsuprised at all since he's always pulling shit like this, leon always was a bit naughty but he was all bark and no bite, everytime he always ended up sub, your thoughts were suddenly disturbed by loud whimpers and romance music playing from the tv.
So your gaze quickly dirrected to source of the sound the tv leon had clearly noticed the scene which very much explained his erection underneath you making you whimper as he grinds it against your ass, you blushed and tried to very poorly 'pretend' you did not notice, and glanced at the tv which was one of the next mistakes you made, 2nd to letting leon pick the movie.
The women on screen was getting headlocked by the man as he plunged his cock in and out her vagina, you felt your pussy start to leak and leon also started grinding faster against your ass with his wet tip 'fuck l - leon' he pecked your neck 'i know i know' that made you snap 'l-leon i need to-', you were cut off by his kiss, his wet lips hugged yours in an instant.
His lips glided with yours making spit strings as you two pulled away for a few short seconds before attacking eachothers lips then you finally thought 'fuck it' you then faced him the biggest horny grin painting your face in hot red before smashing your lips into his again and sliding your tounge through his warm hot drooling mouth.
'ride my face' leon moaned out making you choke on your own breath 'did i hear that right?' you exclaim through a shaky tone 'baby please, let your subby bitch boy pleasure you' he whimpered in a needy voice, you nod and quickly take off your panties excitedley, he was clearly excited too judging the fact he was already layed down and his boner pushing against the fabric of his sweatpants begging for release.
He kissed your inner thighs as you knelt over him your pussy was facing his face just a few inches apart, leon suddenly pulled your thighs to rest on his shoulders and your pussy right on top of his face no space seperating you two now, his nose rubbed up and down your slit making you squirm ever so slightly, 'mommy stop moving' his voice vibrated against you in a submissive tone, you blushed at the nickname and you felt yourself getting more wet, you just found out something new about yourself.
You felt leon's desperate whines get louder so you decided to tease him more, you slid off his grey sweatpants and boxers leaving his cock revealed, his pink mushroom tip leaked with precum sliding down his balls, your heart began to race with lust running through your veins, you began bouncing on his face after getting the courage to speed things up he whined 'f-fuck mh love th -this love y-you'.
It was pretty obvious he was pussy-drunk it made you giggle, you wanted to overstimulate him even more as you started feeling evil, you wrapped your hand around his leaking wet cock and jerked him off fast and torturesly, and to make things worse for him you bounced faster on his face to the point your thighs started to hurt, (free workout ig? lol), you could feel yourself getting close as you felt his tounge thrust in and out of you, his tounge swirled your insides scooping out your wetness.
Now it was really starting to get hot, the sound of the room was filled with nothing but swirling wet sounds, heavy breaths and whining noises shared between you two, you jerked his cock faster and harder, your hands ached, your voicebox stung and your thighs were shaking it was all getting too much, 'leon babyboy im gonna-' you froze, its as if he read your mind.
Leon pumped his ring finger and middle finger in and out of you, that was it, you squirted wet strings of cum on his face and a few seconds later he came all over your hand, bright red covered both your faces you were panting like a dog after that and so was leon 'what a wild ride' you laughed out.
Im a big fan of you and Amo getting close only for her to find out youre dating Enjin and end up hating him even more. Like you might as well be her big sister and you are dating the worst person to exist??
Yeah, no.
She keeps you away from him as much as she can and has been known to growl like a dog (much like Rudo (probably who she learned it from)) when he tries to touch or interact with you in any way. Lots of stupid arguments have happened over you because of their weird dynamic because, as much as Enjin calls himself the adult, he will still argue like a child if someone tries to take away your time with him
zuko who used to detest being called zuzu because azula used to call him that mockingly. but that changes when you start calling him zuzu and it's all affectionate and loving with a hint of harmless teasing.
zuko finds that he doesn't mind being called zuzu as long as it's you calling him that. but then it becomes a slippery slope when you gasp that nickname out in bed, writhing in ecstasy as you make each other see stars.
now zuko can't be called zuzu without his pants growing uncomfortable and your breathy moans echoing in his mind.
"see you later, zuzu," you say, kissing his cheek goodbye and giving iroh a quick squeeze on your way out.
zuko manages a stuttered response, cheeks faintly flushed, and iroh smiles as you walk away. silence then sits between uncle and nephew, one simply drinking his tea while the other tries not to fidget.
then:
"shut up."
"i didn't say anything."
but iroh's grin is merciless and zuko suddenly finds the sunken tea leaves in his cup very fascinating.
I take in a gulp full of air as the three of us burst out of the water and latch on to the edge of a platform. We all pull ourselves up and take in a few deep breaths. “You guys, all right?” I asked Leon and Helena. “Yeah…” Leon groans as Helena nods. “Echo Team to HQ. Come in. We’re escorting civilians in Tatchi to safety.” I hear a man’s voice say up ahead on top of the stairs.
We take a few steps forward, all of us grunting and groaning, before Helena stops and looks out at the water. “Did we finish it?” She asked. “I don’t know. But we did what we could.” Leon replied. “For his sake, I hope he is dead.” I growled as I glare at the water. Leon places a hand on my back and I turn my head to look up at him, he had a concerned but understanding look on his face and my eyes lower at this. “Let’s go.” He said and he leads me towards the stairs.
”Hey, you! Stay in line!” The unfamiliar male voice said as we walk towards the stairs. “There’s been no sign of C-Virus infection here.” Another male voice informed as we get to the top of the stairs. We look out towards the road and see armed soldiers and several armed vehicles ushering several civilians, all of them carrying boxes of what looked like their belongings. Obviously, they were evacuating people out of the city. ”Is it over?” Helena asked. “Yeah…It’s over.” Leon said and he looks down at me and Helena with a small smile.
But then we heard a static in our comms and Leon, Helena and I place a finger to our earpiece. “Leon, we have a situation. Sherry and her companion were abducted. Our satellite places them at an undersea oil field about 80 miles from you.” Hunnigan informed us. “Abducted? Why?” Leon asked and I gasped. “The files! The ones she gave us!” I said and I pull out the flash drive out of my pocket and hand it to Leon.
He takes it and insert it in his phone. Once it was inserted, several files and records pop up on the screen a then I gasped when something came on screen. “Wait a minute. This is the key to stopping the C-Virus. It’s—“ Helena said just as Jake’s file pulls up on the screen. “Jake!” I said, stunned, as I read the files on him. It was saying his blood was the key to the cure, all because he is the son of Albert Wesker. My jaw dropped at this as I couldn’t believe this. Wesker had a son?! And it’s Jake?!
“Hunnigan, could you check and see if the BSAA has any units near the oil field?” Leon asked her, as he puts his phone away. ”Just one moment.” Hunnigan said then Helena taps my shoulder. I look at her and she points up. “What is that?” She asked as we see something in the sky. “Ok, I’ve got a Chris Redfield on the line.” Hunnigan said and this takes me by surprise. “Patching you through his aircraft.”
”Chris Redfield?!” Leon said, confused, as he and I share a look. “Leon!? Leon, where are you?” Chris asked, sounding panicking. “Chris! We’re just outside Tatchi, why?” Leon asked. “Get the hell outta there!!!” Chris yells, just as a missile flies over, enters the city and hits the air, the dark blue gas explode and starts to envelop the city.
”Leon?! (Y/n)?! You guys all right?” Chris asked as we watch this, in horror. “Yeah…but things just got bad. Real bad!” Leon tells him as people started to run in terror while some of the civilians turned into zombies and started to attack the people and the soldiers. “Chris, listen to me. I need you to rescue two hostages from an underwater oil field. Agent Sherry Birkin…and Jake Muller. He’s Albert Wesker’s son.” Leon tells him and there was a pause at this.
”Wesker!?” He said, stunned. “Believe me, Chris, I was shocked too. But…he’s got antibodies for the C-Virus.” I tell him. “I got it. On my way.” Chris said. “Good. Thanks.” Leon said. “(Y/n)…there’s something I need to tell you. That clone of yours…you don’t have to worry about her anymore. She’s dead.” He said and I felt a mixture of relief and pity. Relief that she won’t cause anymore trouble but also pity for Carla as I can’t imagine the shit Simmons put her through to make her become me.
”Got it.” I muttered, looking down at the ground, and I felt Leon’s hand take ahold of my hand. “Sherry and Jake need you. Don’t let them down.” Leon tells Chris and Helena walks up to me. “Are you OK?” She asked me. I keep staring at the ground for a few moments before I sigh, close my eyes and shake my head, slightly.
”Let’s just find the survivors and get the hell outta here.” I said as I raise my head and look between the two. They nodded when an armed soldier comes up to us. “Hey! What the hell are you guys doing over there? We need to evacuate, come on!” He orders us and we begin to follow him. “We detected traces of the C-Virus in the gas.” A male voice from the soldier’s radio informed.
”We’re moving in to search for surviving evacuees!” Another soldier replied as we see the gas getting closer. “Wait!” Helena said as we go to that soldier. “We want to help.” Leon tells him and the soldier stares at us, as if trying to decide whether it was a good idea, until the gas got closer to us and a few soldiers began to fall and cough.
“All right. Come on! This way!” The soldier yelled and he leads us around the corner and up the stairs. “We’re taking a detour to the Quad Tower!” The soldier tells us and we go through a gated door then head into a building on the right, while people were running and screaming.
”You OK? What’s it like out there?” Another soldier asked the soldier with us as we get inside the building. “All I can see is a shitstorm. And I don’t think that’s the half of it.” The second soldier added just as a few civilians slam up against the glass and knock on it. “We’re on our way back to the Quad Tower to check on the evacuees. We’ve got a vehicle out back if you wanna hitch a ride.” The first soldier said and he leads us upstairs.
At that moment, the windows burst open and the gas started to leak in. “Shit!” I said as we make our way upstairs and see another soldier getting the door open. “We gotta go!” Leon shouts while we hear a few people screaming. “All right! Go!” The soldier said as he gets the door open and we run.
”Where’s our ride?” One of the soldiers asked as we take a few turns then run towards the door at the end. “It’s just outside! Go!” Another soldier shouted and we head towards the door just as a few zombies come out from an opened door on the side. We fire and take them out before we get through the back door, seeing an armored vehicle at the bottom of the stairs.
We get through but hear noises behind us and I look over to see more zombies had come in and grabbed one of the soldiers. “Don’t look back, just go!” The soldier shouts before he was pulled back and the door closed. “Shit!” The lone soldier with us growled before we head towards the truck and enter it.
Once inside, the soldier starts up the truck and begins to drive. “Where did all the ash come from?” I asked, confused, as I noticed ash mixed in with the gas. “Probably from the missile.” Leon replied.
”HQ to Charlie. Change of plans. Entry to Tatchi is prohibited. Retreat and wait for further orders.” A voice said from the radio. “What? But Echo team is still in there! They need us!” Another voice said, confused. “Fallback! That’s an order! We can’t risk anymore men in there!” HQ said. “Dammit!” The second voice said as we drive down some slopes and around some corner.
”This is bad.” Leon mutters. “Did Simmons do this?” Helena asked as we stopped and a few zombies come up to us. “They’re gonna surround us, we gotta go!” Leon shouted at the soldier. “I got it, I got it!” The soldier shouts back as he steps on the gas and we run over the zombies and navigate our way through the gas, which was so thick and heavy.
”This is as far as I can get you. The tower is right up ahead. You three keep going.” The soldier tells us as we get out of the clear. “I’m gonna head back and try to find what’s left of my team.” The soldier tells us and we get out of the truck. “Thank you.” Helena and I said, appreciatively. “Be careful, all right?” Leon said to him and we close the doors then head up towards an upturned truck.
We climb up it and go over it and start to walk down the road. Then a large gas truck starts to come at us and we jump away from it as the truck skids and topples over. We look at it and just in time to see gas was leaking and it explodes, the blast pushes all three of us back and we hit a car, knocking all of us out.
I let out a small grunt as I start to come to and take in my surroundings as my vision becomes clearer, raising my head up to look around. Fire was everywhere and people were running and getting eating by zombies, it was total chaos and it gave me a serious case of dejà vú. I start to push myself up since I was laying on my front on the ground and look to my left to see Leon was knocked out.
“Leon…” I whispered, worried, as I crawl to him and place my hands on his shoulder. “Honey?” I muttered as I slightly shake him and his body twitches before he raises his head. “Oh, thank God!” I said, relieved, as Leon pushes himself up then looks at me. “You okay?” He asked me and I nod as we start to stand up together, helping each other up.
Leon looks around at the chaos in front of us before I look to my right and see Helena who is still passed out. “Helena!” I said as I go over to her, Leon follows and we help Helena up to her feet. “Come on. We got you.” I muttered as Leon goes to Helena’s right side and places her arm around his shoulder while I help carry her on her left side.
I hear her let out a noise as she tried to raise her head while we take a few steps. But then a bright light shines on us and we look up to see it was a helicopter. The light dims a bit and I could see a familiar figure in the copter. “Ada?! What the hell is she doing here?” I asked, shocked. Some of the zombies started to come towards us and Ada fires the copter’s gun at the zombies, taking them out to help us out.
We run over to the alleyway on our right as Ada takes out the zombies behind us. “Leon! (Y/n)! Do you guys hear me? Are you all right?” Hunnigan asked us over the comms. “We’ll live. But I’ve got a feeling things are about to get worse.” Leon replied as we make our way through the alleyway and to a door of a building. It was then I noticed Helena started to come back to consciousness.
“How you holding up, Helena?” I asked her as Leon goes to open the door. “Could be better.” She said. “Can you walk?” I asked her. “Yeah…” she replied and I remove myself from her and we enter the building and make our way through it.
Eventually, we found the exit door and open it, revealing a downtown area and a blocked highway. Several cars were lined down the road, bumper to bumper, and various fires. “This is terrible.” Helena said. “What happened, Chris?” Leon asked, quietly. “Hunnigan! Can we make it to the tower this way?” I asked her as I lean over and see that a plane had crashed into the side of the building we just walked out of. “Yes. Just keep moving in that direction.” Hunnigan tells us and we jump down on top of the cars below us.
We walk along the top of the cars for a bit before getting down to the road. But then we heard a loud metallic groan and we turn around to see the crashed plane fell back and crashes onto the cars behind us, causing the road to collapse. “Run!” Leon shouts and the three of us began to run as the plane explodes.
A Helicopter flies over us and lowers down a few feet ahead of us and a soldier jumps out of it and lands on a car. “Over here! Get in!” He shouts at us and we run towards him. We run pass him as he fires at some zombies and head to the helicopter and jump towards it, Helena and Leon get inside the helicopter while I grabbed on the legs of the copter, feeling something had latched onto me.
I look down and see that a zombie had grabbed onto me. “Shit!” I shout and kick the zombie off of me. “(Y/n)!” Leon shouts and he reaches out to me. I grab his hand and he pulls me up into the copter. We all take a breath but then the pilot let out a grunt and the helicopter starts to spin.
”What the…?” Leon said as we run towards the pilot and see that the pilot had been shot. “Shit…!” He said and he goes to the pilot seat as the copter started to go down. He takes on the controls but the copter began to spin. “Damn it! I can’t bring her up!” Leon said as Helena and I remove the dead pilot from the other seat.
”Pull up!” Helena shouts to Leon and he pulls on the controls, the helicopter does pull up a bit but continues to spin. “C’mon, c’mon…pull up!” Leon growls as he pulls the controls back and the copter stops spinning and goes up. “This thing isn’t gonna hold up much longer!” I said, worried as I hold onto the seats. “Just a few more blocks!” Leon assures me and I hear something move behind me.
I look behind me and see the pilot staring to slide towards the side, about to fall out. I run towards him and grab him before he was tossed overboard but the pilot turns his head towards me and I noticed that he was a zombie. It lets a roar and starts to attack me, I stand up and back away as it gets up and grabs onto me. “(Y/n)!” Leon shouts and I hear a couple of gunshots and the zombie pilot goes limp and falls out of the copter.
”Thanks!” I said to Leon, appreciatively, before he tries to take back control of the aircraft but everything was blaring and we began to spin again. “Shit! Hold on!” Leon exclaims and the back tail of the copter hits a building and we glide towards a train track, scrape along the train then fly up and crash and skid across inside of a tower.
We crash through the other side of the tower and the copter start to titter over, the three of us try to hang on but we couldn’t hold on any longer and fall out of it and land on another surface. Once we landed, I hear loud groans below me and I look down to see we had landed on top of a thick glass ceiling and see a hoard of zombies below.
The three of us share a look before we heard a noise above us and we look up to see a large pole hanging over us. We get up and run off to the side as the pole snaps and crashes into the glass roof. “You girls all right?” Leon asked us. “Yeah.” Helena and I said and we see that we were on a runway bridge that attached to another tower; we head to the door and enter, seeing a large circular room with a few vehicles at the floor below us.
”Something doesn’t feel right.” Helena said as we jump over the railings and jump down to the floor. We walk along the floor but noticed several armored bodies on the floor and Leon kneels down to one, checks it over before looking up to us and shakes his head at us. Then the sound of footsteps was heard and the three of us aim our guns ahead and see that it was Simmons, somehow surviving the shit he went through.
”Back for more?” Leon quips as Simmons limps towards us, rage displayed over his face. A bright light shines over him and I look up to see it was Ada in her helicopter again, Simmons raises his head towards her. “I know what you did, Ada! You disobeyed me! You let her take Wesker’s son! Let her use his blood to make the virus stronger!” Simmons roared then he turns his attention to me.
”This is your fault! If you would’ve given me a chance!” Simmons growls before he lets out another pained yell. I was taken aback by what he said and started to feel angry that he wanted to blame all this shit on me. “Hope you got friends on the other side, cause no one’s gonna miss you here.” Leon said and Simmons lets out a roar and then he transforms into a monstrous version of a T-Rex.
”He’s…huge!” Helena said, shocked. “Oh boy.” Leon mutters. “Holy shit!” I said, fearfully, and we began firing at Simmons and then dodge him as he tries to attack us. Ada was even firing at him until she hit a gas tank near him, making it explode. Simmons lets out another roar and shrinks back down to his human form.
”No! This can’t be!” Simmons groans as Leon and I run at him and I throw a punch at Simmons. He lets out a pained groan as I get down and do a sweep kick on his feet, making him fall on his back. Then Leon jumps on top of him and began to punch him several times in the face.
This seemed to piss Simmons off as he knocks Leon off of him, gets up and I go to fight him but he was able to block me then shoves me back before he transforms into the T-Rex. “Guys! Over here!” Helena shouts and we turn to see her in one of the large armored truck with two gatling guns on the back.
We run to it and see one of the soldiers in the driver’s seat. “Glad to see you’re safe.” I said to him as Leon and I jumped in the back and get on either of the guns. Simmons turns to us, lets out another roar, and chases after us. “Speed up!” Helena yells at the soldier as he slams his foot on the gas. “I’m going as fast as I can!” He yells back at her while Leon and I fire at Simmons.
He tries to snap at us with his jaws but the soldier maneuvers away from it and Simmons hits the upper awning. He pulls back then grabs a nearby car with his teeth and throws it at us, landing in front of our vehicle. Our vehicle stops just as Simmons starts to come towards us. “Here he comes! Get ready!” Leon shouts to me and we fire at Simmons in his mouth, which had a large eyeball residing inside of it.
Simmons stumble back and the soldier puts our vehicle in reverse a drive off. “Unload in that fucking bastard!” He yells at me and Leon as we keep on firing at him. But it seems Simmons had enough as he gets closer to us and used his snout to hit the side of the vehicle and knock us aside.
We all fall out of the vehicle as it rolls away a few feet then catches on fire. “I think we pissed him off!” Leon retorted as Simmons lets out another roar ear piercing roar. “Gee, what gave that away?” I asked Leon, sarcastically. “Just stay focused, we can take him!” Helena shouts and we do our best to fire at him, Ada also helping us.
Eventually, Simmons screams out then falls onto his side and doesn’t move. We run towards him with our guns aimed but he stays down. Then a light shines on us and we look up at Ada’s helicopter, she hovers for a bit before she flies up. “She’s heading to the roof.” I said as we see Ada rising higher and higher. “Let’s hope the elevator still works.” Helena said. “Fingers crossed.” I mutter and we start to head out.
You'd left some— okay maybe quite a few love bites scattered along your boyfriend, Leon's, throat and across the top of his pecs the night before.
He hadn't even noticed them, and the next morning he walked straight out of home and into a meeting wearing one of his usual low-cut shirts, the top button left undone, unknowingly displaying every faint bruise you left on him— for the world to see.
After all, he had absolutely no idea they were there, and before leaving that morning, Leon had asked if you'd be coming with him, but you'd simply smiled and told him you'd join him a little later since there were a few things you still had to take care of.
And of course your sweetest—completely oblivious boyfriend agreed.
You, however, knew, the reason.
Truth was you wanted him to go first— to walk into that damn DSO meeting completely oblivious, letting everyone know exactly who Leon belonged to. That ridiculously handsome, unfairly charming pookie of a man was taken, and unconditionally content in his love life.
Though you also knew that if Leon had caught on to what you were doing, he would've turned the tables on you in a heartbeat. He'd have left far more than a couple of 'love bite' marks, making sure you were the one walking around flustered instead. But today wasn't about you. It was about him.
So well here you were. Also— you did agree it wasn't the right thing to do, and of course it wasn't exactly your proudest moment, to be honest.
But at the party the night before, you'd caught far too many women staring at him, their gaze lingering on him just a second too long. God, you hated it. You hated them.
But you also knew there was no reason to feel that way. Leon had never given you a single reason to doubt him. He was loyal without a question, never hid your relationship, and made it clear to anyone who asked that he was yours.
But jealousy always seeped in like a seed that was planted unknowingly, and grew far more worse: with every rain of trigger.
So you did what you thought was best and if you were being truthful, it would be a lie to pretend you hadn't wanted to leave those marks behind— just a quiet, possessive reminder that the man everyone couldn't stop looking at was already deeply loved.
By you.
...
Later at the office, Leon had arrived a good thirty minutes early, and only a handful of agents had made it to the meeting room so far, along with his good old friend, Chris. Not that Leon paid them much mind to anyone except chris.
Though he noticed everyone was giving him looks that said "we know something, you don't," but of course he didnt give a shit about it.
Instead, he absentmindedly swiveled back and forth in his chair, because well...sometimes you just had to let your inner child out.
"Seems like someone had a good time," Chris teased, pulling him out of his thoughts, and raising a brow at Leon as chris absentmindedly played with the coffee mug resting in his hand.
"What—?" Leon blinked, and stopped altogether swiveling on the chair and immediately looked at the big buff man sitting in the chair across him and turned crimson at the thought that someone somehow knew what might've happened the night before.
But...wait. How would they know?
Chris had to be messing with him.
"Don't act coy, Agent Kennedy," Chris quipped, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth, as he rested his mug gently on the table in front of him while leaning forward on the table until his chest brushed the edge of the wooden desk before him, and his gaze lingered on the bruises on the man in front of him.
Leon frowned before instinctively reaching for his neck, and the moment his fingers brushed over the tender spots, realization hit him, that you had— marked him as yours.
Not that he complained.
Then a sheepish smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he smirks, "well..." and instead of buttoning up his shirt or trying to hide the scattered bruises, Leon simply leaned back in his chair, a smug smile spreading across his face and if anything, he tugged his collar just enough that they were even more obvious.
Chris snorted, shaking his head. "Showing them off now?"
"Dunno what you're talking about," Leon replied far too innocently, though the proud grin on his face definitely said otherwise.
Slowly, the meeting room filled with chatter as more agents filtered in. You, however, were still nowhere to be seen— you were late, just as you'd told Leon you would be, knowing you'd be arriving later, he didn't think much of it.
and now he understood why everyone was giving him 'that look', or those lingering glances. But none of it bothered him in the slightest and all of it made him smile even harder.
After all, if people knew he belonged to you, that was only a good thing.
The meeting ran for another twenty minutes and the second it ended, Leon found you almost immediately, and gently he backed you into the nearest quiet hallway with a grin that said he almost amused at your little sneaky attempt.
You didn't even get the chance to catch your breath. Instead, his hands came down on either side of you, boxing you in, feeling a little cornered, or a little shy, you didnt know your gaze instantly dropped to the floor below, because you already knew exactly what he wanted to, "confront" you about.
not that you were scared actually far from it--
"So..." he murmured, fingers brushing lightly beneath your chin and tipping it upwards until your 'shy' gaze met with his darkened orbs. "Thought you'd leave me walking around like that all day, huh?" He quipped running his tongue over his bottom lip before giving it a seductive bite.
You tried to hide the 'I should probably feel guilty,' but soon 'I absolutely don't' smile tugs at your lips, and exactly you failed miserably.
Because well...you'd already dug yourself into the hole, so you might as well own it. "It worked, didn't it?" you asked with a shameless little grin.
"Careful, amore," he said, leaning in to you until his slightly parted lips breathed into the shell of your ear. "Because tonight..." he pauses, before giving your earlobe a little nibble, which makes you gasp his name like a soft prayer.
He grins at your reaction, then pulling himself back a little, he whispers in his deep husky voice "I'll be the one marking you."
and definitely you melted right there and then on the floor like a ice-cream on summer afternoon.
Resident Evil: Damnation (Leon Kennedy x Female!Reader)
Leon and (y/n) Kennedy investigate the use of Bio-Organic Weapons (B.O.W.s) in a European war zone, defying orders to uncover the truth behind the outbreak.
Chapter 1: Screwed Out Of A Vacation, Without Any Breakfast
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For 74 years, the might of Soviet socialism was so great it split the world along Eastern and Western lines. Then, in 1991, it collapsed completely. One by one, the various countries which had supported the Soviet Union began splitting away, declaring their independence. The parliament of the Eastern Slav Republic followed suit, declaring their independence country a sovereign state, independent from Soviet rule. Capitalism advanced rapidly. The conglomerates gained influence in political circles, and as a result, the oligarchs came into power.
In the Eastern Slav Republic, the divide between rich and poor became so great it ignited the fuse of a new rebellion. The push for independence exploded into the streets. Armed freedom fighters pitted themselves against their government, now controlled by the oligarchs.
The military prospered during this time, becoming ever stronger and better equipped. Under the guidance of Ivan Judanovich, an Ataman from the Council of Elders, the freedom fighters moved their base to a hidden location. A more suitable place to launch their guerrilla war against the government.
After several years of brutal fighting, it was Svetlana Belikova, Eastern Slav’s first female president, who offered a ceasefire to the freedom fighters. But the break from hostilities was short-lived.
In November of 2010, the government discovered that the rebels’ land contained valuable resources. The military continued their attacks, claiming they were fighting terrorism. Losing one base after another to the military’s onslaught, the freedom fighters escalated their efforts and became more and more radical in their tactics.
It was then that strange rumors began spreading like wildfire among the people that monsters had joined the battle.
In February of 2011, the rumors made it to the old city of Holifgrad, just a few kilometers from the Presidential Palace, an important strategic location for the government.
Gunfire and explosions were bombarding my eardrums as Leon and I run along the back roads of the city of Holifgrad. We come upon an archway that leads to the main roads and we step aside and hide as we see several soldiers firing at the rebels and their tanks firing at various points, hitting several buildings. Several soldiers shouting commands at each other as they move on.
Leon’s phone goes off and he pulls it out of his pocket and answer it, and I see that it’s Hunnigan. “Moving into position.” Leon tells her. “Copy. I’ve got a clear view of you from the sky.” Hunnigan said as both of us look up in the sky and see a faint blinking light from the satellite. “Great. Maybe you can help us find a clear rout to the CIA drop-off.” Leon tells her.
At that moment, we heard something wizzing in the air and it sounded like it was getting close to us, Leon grabs me and moves us away as a rocket hits the ground close to where we were seconds before. “Looks like they’re doing some serious renovations down here.” I remarked. “No kidding.” Leon scoffs, sarcastically.
”Listen to me carefully, you two. Your mission has been aborted. The U.S. is going to pull out of the country.” Hunnigan tells us and my jaw drops at this. “What? We just got here!” I said, frustrated. “After taking us off furlough, away from our son, and sending us to this godforsaken place? What the hell?!” Leon exclaims, angrily, while I stood by him, stewing in anger.
”Washington and the government there have decided to go their separate ways. Everyone has to leave, not just embassy staff. All American citizens have been ordered to evacuate the country.” Hunnigan said, firmly. “We don’t give a damn about the politics. We’ve got confirmation that B.O.W.s are being used in this war!” I said, angrily. “She’s right. If we don’t stop them now, the same shit will happen everywhere else. Do you really wanna see that?” Leon asked her.
”This is a war and things are different. No one can do anything without backup from the American government. Not even you two.” Hunnigan argues and Leon and I share a look before I nod at him. Leon smirks and nods back at me before looking back at Hunnigan. “Well, then I guess our only option is to lose our American citizenship for a while.” Leon said and Hunnigan has a horrified look on her face.
”Guys!” She shouts before Leon hangs up. “She can tell them we got lost and missed our flight.” Leon said as he pockets his phone and I sighed, exasperated. “This is such bullshit.” I grumbled. “I know, honey.” Leon said, sympathetically, and he places a hand on my shoulder. “Come on, let’s go.” He said and we run back and find another way around the city.
We walk along a more quiet area of the city while I still was fuming over the predicament we were in. “Could be home planning out Isaiah’s first birthday.” I grumbled, under my breath. “And miss all of this?” Leon asked, sarcastically, and I scoff. “At least, we wouldn’t have to worry about B.O.W.s. Just worry about how big of a mess our son is gonna make once he eats his birthday cake.” I said.
Before Leon could make a retort, we come upon a semi truck with a large yellow bee on the container and we stare at it as it looked kinda out of place. Then we heard a loud explosion and we stop as we see fire and smoke behind the large house at the end of the street, then more tanks and soldiers walk along.
”Better hurry up and get this done. I need some breakfast.” Leon said and I roll my eyes as we run down the ramp and head towards the parking garage. “Hey, I offered you that granola bar and you refused it.” I retorted. “That little thing wasn’t gonna keep me full.” Leon said. “Better than starving to death.” I grumbled as we make it into the parking garage.
We turn the lights on our rifles on and began to look around the garage for our informant. Besides a few cars and trucks here and there, there was nothing until we heard a grunt. We aimed our lights over to the side and see a man, covered in blood, reaching out towards us as he hobbles towards us. But then he stops and collapses on the floor.
Leon and I turn our lights off and run over to the man as he continues to gasp and grunt. We run up on either side of him and Leon goes to pick him so he could sit up while I noticed a bloody handkerchief in his left hand. “Scarecrow. I’m the Tin Man and that’s Dorothy. Can you talk?” Leon asked the man. “We need to know the connection between the anti-government forces and the B.O.W.s?” I asked the man but he continues to gurgle and groan.
”I guess scarecrows aren’t exactly known for rousing conversation.” Leon quips and I give him a really, now? look before he looks back down at the man. “Hang in there. We’ll get you out of here.” Leon said then he looks at me. “Stay here with him.” He said and I nod before he sets the man down and starts to walk away when Scarecrow grunts out. “Bee…”
Leon stops and turns back to us as I look down at Scarecrow. “What? Say that again.” I said. “Bee…beekeeper.” Scarecrow groans. “Beekeeper?” Leon asked, confused, and I remembered that truck outside. “The honeybee we saw outside!” I said to him.
Then I heard some fast clacking coming towards us. Leon and I look and saw something big and red running towards us and we jumped out of the way as the monster lands on Scarecrow and kills him. We raised our lights to it and I recognized it, immediately. A creature I haven’t seen since all those years ago back in Raccoon City, I didn’t know what they were called then but after escaping and doing more research on Umbrella I found out that they were labeled Lickers.
The Licker turns its disgusting head around to us and turns its whole body to us while we had our rifle aimed at it. “Great. Now we got a cowardly lion to deal with.” Leon quips as the Licker crawls on its large claws and feet towards us, its teeth barring like a lion ready to attack its prey. It roars and starts to charge at us but we shot at it several times before it jumped over to the side and we followed it to see it latched onto a pillar.
We fired at it again but it jumped away and began to run, we chase after it and continue to fire at it. We lose track of it at one point and we look around until I see it at the other side of the garage, on top of a car. It leaps off of the car then starts to charge at us again.
We shoot at it until we ran out of bullets. Leon and I reload our guns as the Licker gets closer and closer towards us then he leaps up and over us just as we reloaded our guns. As it flies over us, we shoot at its chest and torso before it lands behind us, bleeding. It turns and hisses at us before it runs away from us.
We chase after it and continue to fire at it until an explosion goes off and everything goes black.
*3rd Person POV*
Leon groans and grunts as he raises his head up and noticed the destruction the explosion cause in the parking garage. He looks to his right, sees (y/n) unconscious and he crawls over to her. He falls on the ground, from the pain and exhaustion, but fights to get up on his hands and drag himself over to his wife.
Once he gets to her, he moves her on her back then puts his ear to her chest, a heartbeat could be heard. Leon sighs with relief at this, thanking everything that was Holy that she was still alive. But the celebration was short lived as he heard the growl of the Licker. He looks ahead and sees the Licker crawling towards him and (y/n).
Leon glares at it just as the Licker decided now it wanted to charge at him. Leon starts to place himself over (y/n), acting like a shield for her, as the Licker gets close and raised its claw at him. Leon braces for the impact but, surprisingly, none came. He opens his eyes and sees that the creature’s claw was just mere inches from his face, Like it was frozen in place.
The Licker pulls its claw back and backs away as a man walks up to him. Leon looks up at the man then down at (y/n) before Leon collapses, part of him draped over her, and fall into unconsciousness himself. The mysterious man looks down at the couple and the Licker tries to reach out towards the couple, hoping to get a meal out of them, but the man held a hand out to it as if commanding it to stop. The Licker looks up at him, like a dog would to its owner, and pulls its claw back and backs away again.
*(y/n)’s POV*
I grunt a bit as I open my eyes, realizing the area I was in was kinda dark. My eyes adjusted and see some lights pouring through the wooden panels above me. I take notice that there was basically nothing in this room except a few wooden crates scattered around the room. I go to move but then realized my hands were tied up behind me, with zip ties, to a chair I was sitting in.
“(Y/n)?” A voice whispered and I look to my left and see Leon, also tied up to another chair. “Leon? You okay?” I asked, quietly. He nods and he was about to speak until we heard a door open and a bright light shining through the cracks of the panels above us. “It’s the army. Is anyone here?” A loud, commanding voice called out as several footsteps pound the floor.
Leon and I look up at the floor and we could see shadows walking around as the soldiers look around the room above us. “Check the room down there.” A soldier said and we could see them moving but then something catches my eyes. I look across from the room and, from the lights, I could see a man sitting there.
”Hey—“ Leon started to call out but then I felt a hand over my mouth and I try to fight against the grip but then I felt a cold sharp steel against my neck. I move my eyes to my left and see Leon looking slightly up, obviously looking at the person who covered my mouth. “Don’t say a word or I’ll cut her throat.” A male voice whispers to Leon, who glares at the man behind me, as the soldier’s voice shouts. “How about that one?”
A young man, blonde short Mohawk hair and large blue eyes and an excitable look on his face, comes out of the shadows and puts a finger to his lips then chuckles slightly. I noticed that he had Leon’s gear on, which made me wonder where the hell was my gear? The young main aims his gun up on the floor as he watches the soldier’s shadows.
“This one’s clear.” Another soldier said and others said. “Clear.”
“Pull out.” A different soldier said and we hear disappearing footsteps. “They’re gone.” The young man said as he lowers his gun and the knife and hand were removed off of me. “We better stay here a while longer. They may come back.” The man behind me said and he walks around me and I see that he was a tall, short dark hair with a determined look on his face.
Mohawk guy walks up to us, holds up a flashlight then flicks it on and off at me and Leon, blinding us. “Do you think our hostages will be of any use?” He asked as he continues to flick the light on and off on our faces until a lightbulb over us turns on.
The dark haired man walks up to us as his friend puts the light away. “Do you know who we are?” The dark haired man asked us. “Are you the Wizard of Oz?” I asked, sarcastically, and the dark haired man leans in close to me, aggressively. “You people in the CIA call us terrorists.” He said then he stands up. “But we prefer to call ourselves pro-independence fighters.” The blonde man said, after taking a drink from his flask, then waving his hands around before he nods, enthusiastically.
”What is the CIA doing here? Did you put the government up to this? Are there any more of you?” The dark haired man asked us. “We’re not CIA agents. We’re just an American couple who were screwed out of their vacation, dumped in a plane and brought here. Without any breakfast.” Leon replied, annoyed.
”They came for you two while you guys were on vacation?” The blonde man asked. “Not to mention, pulled away from our son before his first birthday.” I grumbled. “And you have a kid?!” The blonde man said then he turns to his friend. “Hey, Buddy. They’ve got to be pretty high up in the CIA for them to do that.” He said, excitedly. “You watch too many movies.” Leon remarks.
”Then what are you?” Buddy asked us. “Is it common for people in America to be packing one of these while on vacation?” Buddy asks as he goes to blondie, grabs Leon’s rifle from the holster around him and pulls it up to show us. “Sure. We’ve been doing it since the country was founded.” Leon said, sarcastically.
”Wow, America’s the bomb, yo!” Blonde man said, excitedly, but Buddy didn’t look too impressed and he puts the rifle back into the holster. “Whatever.” He grumbles then looks back at me and Leon. “But even if neither of you are not CIA, there is no doubt you two must be pretty special for America to send you here. You two were able to take on that thing, after all.” Buddy said and this made me speak up.
”If you don’t stop messing around with that thing, you’re gonna get us all killed.” I said, angrily, and Buddy turns to me. “There is no doubt about the fact that you and your partner are our enemies.” Buddy growls but then we hear another man coughing. Buddy turns away from us and goes to the man I saw sitting across the room.
Buddy walks over to him as the old man coughs and wheezes.
Summary: You like Enjin but you cant stand smokers. Maybe theres a way to motivate him to smoke less for you ♡
Tw: smoking (duh), sex (skippable)
Word count: 2219 (isk how I managed so much, enjoy ♡)
Enjin was a good guy.
You knew that and, for better or for worse, you did have an eye on him. He was handsome, after all, funny and kind. You would have long been all over him if it weren't for that nasty habit of his.
He loved smoking like a damn chimney.
You didn't even hide your distaste for it, giving him a disgruntled look whenever the smoke curled around him, scrunching your nose. Of course, all he would do was laugh it off and tease you for it. Asking him to quit? His favorite joke at this point.
You were out of ideas until one fateful day. The two of you were outside, talking about god knows what, when he pulled out his pack again. You still glared at it like it had personally offended you, and Enjin just grinned at your reaction before sticking a cig between his lips.
What a waste, you thought before that same old line dropped again. "You should stop smoking." Your scrowl was met with the same reaction as always: a light chuckle, easy and bright, before spinning up his usual answer. "Nah, I like smoking. Besides, I got no motivation to quit."
A shrug, a flick of his lighter to light his bone, thats all there ever was to it.
However, at this point, you were fed up with him. There were so many better ways to use his mouth than to smoke it up like an exterminator trying to wipe out a colony of cockroaches.
Maybe he just needed a demonstration, a motivation to quit. He did say that himself. So you did the unthinkable and reached out to snatch the cigarette from his fingers.
"Hey! What are-" Enjin was so ready to get mad, nobody got between him and his guilty pleasure without consequences, but he was abruptly interrupted by your lips pressing against his own.
That wasn't on his bingo list.
It took a second for his brain to process what was happening. It wasn't like he didn't like this outcome. Fuck no. This was just incredibly unexpected. He had been eyeing you and your pretty little ass for a while now, but was smart enough to keep that to himself until now.
Unfortunately for him, though, the kiss was over before he could even start to properly enjoy it. He was just staring at you now, stunned and at a loss for words. He was tempted to just not say anything and try his luck to get some more of that, but he was quickly denied by your words.
"You taste like shit", was all you had to say, pulling a face at him. The message was clear: 'Quit smoking, asshole'. After that, you just left him to ponder over what happened.
The next time he pulls out his pack around you is with an almost cautious, deliberate slowness. Man is prepared this time, but still suspicious if you will do your little assault again. As soon as the cig is on the ground, his hands are already on your hips, and this time, man is enjoying himself.
After that, your routine has been established. He was fully aware he wasn't going to be smoking around you anytime soon, but it was a sacrifice he was willing to make if he got that sweet taste of your lips again. Hell, he was deliberately sacrificing his precious smokes just to get a kiss from you.
This went on for a while, with him still smoking on occasion when you weren't around. At some point, he even had the audacity to push his limits when you were on a mission with him, Ryo and Rudo. You had always kept your back and forth between the two of you, but now Enjin was pulling out his pack with that stupid, smug, shit-earing grin on his face.
He was daring you.
Of course, glowering at him only fueled his amusement and your frustration as he made a show of pulling one out of his pack. Ryo and Rudo were just silently questioning what the hell was going on with you two as they stood on the sidelines of your staring contest.
"Enjin." You snarled in a warning tone while he just shrugged like absolutely nothing was wrong. "What?" What my ass, he knew full well what he was doing. The cigarette was snatched from his lips before it was broken into two and tossed on the ground.
At this point, your two companions were staring at you with an open mouth because you didn't just dare to take Enjin's favorite thing in the world. Crazier was that his grin had only grown wider as he leaned down with an expectant look on his face. "Aw, c'mon. Where's my compensation?"
You just had about enough with this guy. He wanted compensation? Fine, you'll give him something to compensate. This time it wasn't just one cig, you pulled the whole pack from his hand, stomped on it to enjoy the brief moment of his face falling before you grabbed his collar and pulled him in for a firm kiss. This wasn't a peck anymore; this was tongue and teeth while his fingers dug into your skin, pressing your body against his own.
"Really?" Ryo simply said, clearly annoyed with both of you as she covered Rudo's eyes, who had been staring, mouth agape. "Get a room, for fucks sake"
What followed this incident was a flood of rumors among the cleaners that you two lovebirds were a thing, and everyone wanted to know. Enjin, ever the charming gentleman, didn't bother giving anyone a decisive answer. "Ask her if you wanna know" was all he'd say with a shrug and a very satisfied grin. The guy was preening under the assumption that he was all yours, and it showed.
You, on the other hand, made a point out of denying every single rumor that would come your way. "I don't date smokers!" That was your stance, and you continued saying it as if to let Enjin know, without telling him, in the most non-subtle way, there was.
It was grating on your nerves because you did like him, you liked the way his entire face lit up, unabashedly happy when he knew he saw you and knew he could trade another kiss from you for a stupid little cigarette. He had gone so far that he offered you his whole pack, or what was left of it, in return for another make-out session. It was costing him dearly, but, man, it was worth every penny he wasted.
Until one night, he lingered in the common room, unable to sleep because his mind kept wandering to you, to what he could have, what he desperately wanted. Being a notorious night owl yourself, you had found your way there again as well, finding him lounging on one of the long, old sofas. His eyes found yours, a smile curling his lips.
"Hey," he said, quietly, though in the silence of the night, it still sounded loud. He leaned back before he held up another pack, waving it as an invitation. Enjin's eyes softened a bit as you got closer, taking the bait from his hands before settling on his lap. The moment he had you close enough, his hands found your hips, pulling you a little closer.
"Its empty, you smartass." You scowled, feeling a little tricked, though it's hard to complain when he looked at you like that. Warm, content, soft in ways that were unusual for him.
"I never said it was full," he teased, his smirk growing a little wider before his head tilted a bit. "Its the last one." His large hands slipped beneath your shirt, fingers gently caressing your bare skin in lazy, affectionate motions.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, i cant afford this stuff anymore." A shrug was all he gave you while his golden eyes were locked on yours. "I quit."
He watched your reaction closely with anticipation shimmering in his eyes. He had hated that you were so adamant about this, the one thing he clung to to get all the fucked up shit on the ground out of his system. But he couldn't deny that you were better. You weren't just relief and a bad habit, you were more and if that's what it took to have you hed try. Even if he knew himself that he might not last.
"Y'know, that's a lifetime of smokes I'm trading in. What you got for me?"
You scoffed, shaking your head over the fact that he was still hitting you with lines like this even now. "We got the whole night to find out." Your arms wrapped around his neck as his expression visibly lit up at the prospect of having you to himself for the whole night and then some.
A few curse words later, he dragged you down the hall to his room, impatient as he was. He had waited long enough to get his hands on you, and every moment wasted now felt like an eternity.
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Enjin was drunk on you fast; he didn't lie when he said he was down bad for you. His hands grew feverish as he pulled off your shirt, his mouth moving from your neck to your chest, leaving soft bitemarks in its wake. This man lived to make you moan now as every new noise he pulled from your lips only fueled him more.
You practically tore off his own oversized tee because at this point you were growing impatient yourself and, god, what a sight he was. His slender yet muscular physique that was littered with the massive tattoos that covered his arms, chest and back.
Your pants flew onto the floor, and his lips back onto yours as his hand now began to explore the sensitive heat between your legs. His fingers were clumsy with need and impatience, but still attentive and skilled in their own right as they dragged over you a few times before slipping inside. One could almost think he was the one getting fingered with how he moaned as you invited him in, hot, wet walls swallowing him up, asking for more, more, more.
You could feel the way his twitching dick tented his sweatpants, hips dragging forward into nothing yet seeking friction anyway. Your knee had the kindness of granting him some release as you began to rub against him in gentle motions.
Bad idea because Enjin didn't last a minute before he threw pants and boxers on the floor before lining himself up with your entrance.
"Are you ready?" He panted even as his tip already pressed against you, even when you could feel how little restraint this man had left. He was down bad, not an asshole.
"Yeah." That's all it took, all he needed to hear before he pushed forward in one strong stride to fill you up to the brim. He took a second to adjust to you, a hot shiver running up his spine from the pleasure coiling in his gut, before he pulled back again to start a slow, heavy rhythm thrusting into you.
His hands were everywhere, fingers digging into your skin like your flesh was heaven on earth, and his touch was the prayer and worship your body deserved.
His thrusts grew quicker, though no less precise, as his tip bullied your sweet spot into making you moan for him in ways that drove him crazy with desire. One of his hands had the mercy to move from your hips to the aching spot that was begging for attention from him, his thumb dragging over the wet, plump swell.
At this point, you were so close your fingers dug into his ass, giving his thrusts even more impact in a desperate attempt to find the climax you both chased. "Fuck, don't... I'm so fuckin' close..." he groaned, the movements of his hips were growing erratic and uncoordinated as if to prove his own words.
"Do it then", you gasped in a mix of frustration, need, and the feeling of an orgasm just seconds out of reach. "Fill me up"
Those words send Enjin over the edge once and for all. He toppled forward, his hand catching yours, fingers lacing together as he reached even deeper like this, his dick swelling even more, making you reach your climax as well. Your walls had him in a chokehold, waves of pleasure milking him of every drop as he spilled inside of you with a shuddering moan.
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Needless to say, you spent the night in his room, curled up in his arms right where you belonged. He was in no hurry to wake up or let you leave, even when the sun rose higher and higher over the horizon.
That wouldn't change even as time went on. It would be an exaggeration to say that he was clingy, but he also didn't make a secret out of how much he liked touching you, kissing you. What did it matter if you had an audience when he had you in his arms, when the taste of your lips would call his name.
You were finally his, and he was yours, and he was going to let everyone know what a perfect partner he got.
A/N: gulp... hi guys.. im alive... IM REALLY REALLY REALLY SORRY I COULDNT UPDATE MIDYEAR GEN KILLED MY ASS AS THERE WERE BACK TO BACK QUIZZES AND EXAMS PLUS LAB WORK pls have this for waiting so long ueueueueue :(( dw guys i have laid down the outline for the next chap so hopefully ill be done by 2 days :D thank u all for support for this fic of mine <33
Divider by: @angeliicide
You were an apprentice of one of the three wise: Vinanna
You come from a wealthy background, where you grew up in a comfortable home and mostly trained your magic up until Vinanna took you in.
Back then, you didn't trust Qifrey at first because of his gloomy and isolated personality as so did he because he thought you're uptight because of your background but was proven false when both got to know each other well in the future.
You are close friends with Olruggio.
You are friends with Easties.
At the great hall, you're very popular among apprentices because of your beauty and magic.
Although appearing as kind and friendly, you still keep her guard up and do not trust easily. Your trust is a hard thing to get when someone wants to be friends with you.
You are often seen most with Qifrey and Olruggio and sometimes with easthies as the both of you are apprentices under Vinanna.
Before going blind, you already had a talent for weaving and dressmaking. This also caused you to become very popular among female students in the great hall because of the beautiful dresses you make.
Easthies had a one-sided crush on you back when both of you were apprentices.
Originally, you wanted to become an atelier master like Qifrey. But because of an incident that caused you to become blind, you stepped out of the magic society and pursued your hobby of weaving and became a dressmaker instead.
Olruggio and Qifrey were the ones to label your materials, threads, fabrics, etc. in braille for you so that you do not have to rely on your magic too much in locating these items.
Your shop gets really busy when it's winter and preparation for the Silver Night festival, as many people come to you to sew their outfits because of the beautiful designs you create.
Your current personality is in contrast with your old one, as you are now somewhat cold to outsiders. You dont trust easily as before, selfless, and somewhat confident but still is able to show your kind personality to the people close to you and mostly children.
You and Easthies once dated, but it didn't last long, as you couldn't handle Easthies's uptight personality due to his dedication to the pact and ended things on bad terms. So both of you have some sort of tension between one another but do not stop themselves from helping one another when needed, as both of you did not let your personal feelings get in your line of work.
You know about Qifrey's secret and his goals in hunting the brimmed caps down.
Genre : smut, insecure Leon, 18+, mdni, language, needy!leon, dirty talk, badly written
Summary : When Leon your boyfriend starts rejecting all your sexual advances, you start to think something is really wrong with you.
But soon, Leon proves you wrong, because you discover it was never about you — it was just his insecurity.
And, well... quite a bit later, he makes up for it easily: and leaves you pretty satisfied.
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"Leon.. fuck--" You whimper into his mouth as his tongue slowly slides between your parted lips, finding yours and he wrestles with it in a messy, desperate dance.
honestly you loved kissing, your boyfriend, so now in your dorm you're making out with him, on a worn-out couch, the springs creaking beneath you with every shift of your weight.
But beneath the lazy, open-mouthed kisses and the wandering hands, there's another need brewing inside you — something deep in your core, hot and persistent.
God, you want him there, between your legs. and you have for a long while, and now the ache starts to build to a point where it feels like you might unravel.
Then, as if pulling you straight out of your thoughts, he gathers a glob of saliva into his mouth and spits it inside yours — a crude, filthy gesture that makes your stomach flip instantly, and a jolt of arousal shooting straight down your spine.
Gosh, this was gross, undeniably gross, yet you swallow it all anyway, throat working up and down, while your eyes flutters shut as you willingly take what he's giving you.
And your nipples starts to peak right at that moment, straining against the thin fabric of your t-shirt as if trying to rip right through it.
You groan into his mouth, the sound vibrating through your entire body, raw and needy, and he pulls back just enough to see your face, watching your reaction with hungry and satisfied eyes, then he chuckles roughly, "You taste so sweet, babe," he murmurs, his thumb swiping across your spit-slicked lower lip. "So fucking sweet." Before pressing another kiss onto your lips.
"Pretty boy," you breathe against his swollen lips, your voice dripping with something between affection and amusement. "You are so worked up today."
"Y-yeah—fuck, babe," he groans into your mouth as you start to grind against him, rolling your hips in slow, deliberate circles.
His cock is already straining a hard outline of it while pressing through the thin cotton of his boxers and the silk of your underwear, dampening your front with each rocking motion you are making against him.
Now you can feel the heat of him too, and god, it makes you dizzy, then with a 'i cant hold it anymore' sigh, you roll your hips again, chasing your friction, and murmur between messy, open-mouthed kisses. "Can we... can we please do it today? Please, Leon?"
By it you meant sex. Yep, you thought this was the time to do so, but still your pretty, pretty boyfriend didn't quite agree with , you didn't know why though, only that he seemed terrified of it— and god no you didn't push him at all, but it ended up like this: you both heavily making out and you ended up being hungry and aching for his cock, while he pulled back.
He pauses, and instantly his hands, which had been gripping your waist with bruising intensity, go suddenly still.
here you go.
and you moan, pouting your lips and looking up at with him through you long lashes, which said 'why not?'
The rookie looks up at you with his puppy wide, and panicked eyes — like he just got caught doing something illicit, and his throat bobs as he swallows hard. "Just... not today," he says quietly, though honestly he sounded wrecked. "Is that okay?"
You nod. Yeah. Of course it's okay. You tell yourself it's okay. But it honestly isn't, not really, and you don't understand why.
You don't know why he always rejects your advances, tho, why he always finds an excuse, a reason to stop, when you are both so close.
The question festers in your chest like a wound: Is something wrong with you? Are you too eager? Too desperate?
You don't know the answer, and perhaps you dont want to know either so you do what you've always done — you simply smile, plastering it across your face like armor, and kiss him gently, on his flushed cheek. "It's okay, rookie", you said and tried to get up from his lap.
But the smile you give him, doesn't quite reach your eyes, and Leon, perceptive, frustratingly observant Leon — catches it immediately.
So naturally he doesn't let you stand up. Instead, his arms band around your waist, and he pulls you back down onto his lap with a firm tug, and his cock hits your clit through the thin layers of fabric, and a jolt of electricity that makes you squirm beneath him, a whine catching in your throat. "Lee--" you start.
"Hey," he says, interrupting you in a low voice and he cups your face in his palms as he stares at you earnestly and so much honestly, that you knew said 'I am in love with you', then his thumbs strokes your cheekbones, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Are you upset?"
"No—no," you lie, looking away, then instantly after that, you blurt out the reason that was gnawing at your chest for past few months, because after all damn the consequences right?
"It's just... I feel like something is wrong with me. Do you not find me attractive? Is that it? Am I—"
"God, what?" Leon cuts you off, kissing your lips fiercely, almost angrily. "No. No, that's not—it," he stammers, his forehead pressed against yours. "It's just... I get so close, so fast with you, and I feel I might come first, and I don't want to disappoint you, I don't want to be selfish—"
You kiss his lips again so he could not say anything else then you shake your head at him. "No— it doesn't matter, Leon. You could never disappoint me."
Then you pause for a second, breathing heavily as your chest heaves against his, and your voice drops to a husky whisper, barely audible above the creaking springs. "So I have an idea. Can we do it like this? Just above the clothes?"
you wait for his response almost expecting him to say no -- but to your surprise he only hums and nods with a smirk on his face -- and thats the only answer you needed and soon you roll your hips again, grinding down against him with purpose.
He gasps your name in small whimper, which makes you rub your pussy onto him even harder and his head falls back against the couch, while his lips jutted ever so slightly, which made him seem more adorable than he is, all while his fingers digs into your hips hard enough to bruise, though you keep moving, teasingly watching his face contort with pleasure as you work him through the fabric. "Babe, fuck--i am, I am--"
"Do, it rookie, cream your pants for me, yeah?"
His breathing stutters, and he lets out a low curse, your name hitching in his throat like a hiccup. Then he's groaning, loud and wrecked, while hips buck up helplessly and he finally erupts — hot and wet, seeping through his boxers as his whole body shudders beneath you.
"Fuck—you were really pretty desperate," you tease, breathlessly, and stops moving just for a second to let him catch his breath before he could say anything you grin down at him, wicked and triumphant, then start to grind on him even slower now, drawing out his overstimulation until he's whimpering, beneath you.
With a groan tearing through his throat, his hands slide beneath your t-shirt, calloused fingers finding your breasts. He squeezes with desperate starvation like a man dying of thirst, finally stumbling upon an oasis — and you gasp, "Oh fuck, Leon—" your pussy throbbing with an ache that demands to be filled only by his cock.
Honestly, even now you were nowhere near done. But since he didn't want to go further, maybe — though he speaks then, his voice rough and broken, snapping you out of the prison of your thoughts, "Let me make it up to you," he pants, his eyes though they were almost begging and blown wide with arousal. "Please. Let me—fuck, let me take care of you properly."
"I am all yours, pretty rookie."
He smiles and then he does, exactly that, making up to you, as he promised.
In an instant he stands up and gets behind you while flipping you over with a strength that surprises you.
It was almost like what the hell did this man came from.
Then soon he is bending you over the arm of the couch, your cheek pressed against the cool leather.
He tears your underwear down your thighs with a low growl, kicking his own boxers off, and then he's there — hard, ready, finally lining his cock up against your entrance. A sharp smack lands on your ass before he drives into you, and you groan his name into the leather beneath your face. He moves, taking you from behind with rough, desperate snaps of his hips, and all you can manage is, "This is perfect—harder, Leon, please, harder!"
He happily obliges then his one hand grip your waist, while other one, bruises your ass, pulling you back to meet every thrust of him, with anguished moans and finally your forget every time he rejected you -- feeling completely chosen as he drives into you with an animalistic hunger.
and now, as your cunt drip with your arousal, all you can feel is him inside you, filling you, fucking you, murmuring apologies and praises against the crook of your neck as he makes you his.
Not long after, your walls tighten around him like a victory claimed, and he bruises your walls deep until his release comes in thick long ropes, filling your womb.
Then as he empties his semen deep in you, you both sigh, contentedly, as he collapses over your spine — still pulsing inside you and thrusting one last time that makes you yelp and you tremble all over again, and he mutters against your skin, "Fucking hell. Should have done this sooner."
You smile beneath him. "You should have. But now? Let's do this... every day?"
"Hell yeah, we will." he breathes against your neck, his mouth trailing fire onto your skin, then he buries his face deeper into you — until you're trembling beneath him all over again.
❧ His favorite thing to do is tease you. Whenever he gets the chance, whether that means while you are cooking or doing your makeup, he will come up to you from behind, kiss your neck, whisper in your ears, run his hand all over your body…and even brush his fingers through your slick folds, and the moment he is about to get you off… he kisses your cheek and walks away.
❧ He is definitely the dominant one in bed. He enjoys taking the lead, being confident and in control while always knowing what he wants…and what you need. His hand on your throat, his eyes locked on yours and his passionate grunts against your ear, as he drives fast into your pussy, grounding and steadying you.
❧ Leon has a kinky side. Even if he seems like a sweet guy, he loves putting you in your place when you tease him. Fingers deep in your throat…Pulling your hair…spitting in your mouth…spanking your ass…or even whispering to your ear “You’re pathetic f’me, hm?” right before praising you, while you take his cock like you were made for it.
❧ Leon enjoys showers sex almost as much as having you around him. When he’s home, he always joins you in, pinning your legs over his hips as he fucks you standing under the hot water and steamy air.
❧ Despite his preference for rough sex, he also loves emotional sex. After a heated argument, on your happiest or your saddest, he will make love to you gently and slowly, making you forget anything that overwhelms you. Your head trapped between his forearms, his forehead pressed against yours, his soft lips pressing soft kiss over your tears or your smile.
❧ Leon loves risk play. A quick fuck that involves excitement from danger or secrecy or even the possibility of consequences, excites him more. Fucking you fast and hurried in a small changing room or behind a closed door during an event or party, while covering your needy moans with his hand, had always been his darkest fantasy.
i truly believe that leon's time in the special forces was more traumatic than raccoon city.
it's one thing to have to be in the mental space to shoot and kill reanimated people and monsters that are trying to eat you, but it's another thing to be subjected to physical, mental and psychological torture by fully cognisant human beings, ALL BECAUSE you managed to survive a biohazard and wanted to protect a child.
like we see leon come out of raccoon city all cheery with sherry and claire, so wth happened to him in the military for him to be so hardened in re4r? obviously he's still the same leon who cares and wants to help, but he's so emotionally detached to the violence of it all that i'm concerned 😭
i think raccoon city was a shock to his system that he could never shake off, but the military broke him into a shell of a person to be rebuilt into that emotionally devoid, depressed, alcoholic (ik he liked to drink before re2 but it's on another level after re2). it hurts to imagine, but i'm genuinely fascinated by what he could've possibly been subjected to that wouldn't make him blink twice when facing all the las plagas shit in re4.
he had to have been bullied. relentlessly. i mean he wasn't even supposed to be in the special forces in the first place, so i can imagine the other military guys would haze tf out of him for being a rookie and skipping through basic training and all the years of hard work they would've put in to get to the place they were at. and every time he would get better, bigger, earn his place amongst the rest of the men, they would double down; abuse tf out of him and never allow him to fully belong. and you KNOW that they would get away with it too because the government is obviously corrupt.
meanwhile leon was literally blackmailed into joining. like join and ensure sherry was protected, or be killed with all his knowledge of the outbreak and sherry gets tortured. not much of a choice for him.
leon says that krauser was always an asshole, but he never expected him to turn on him the way he did, so it seems krauser was sort of his safe space in the special forces? and yeah they did operation javier together so they had a good level of trust and cooperation before re4, but i wanna know what it was like for them in trainingggg
anyway i’m writing about it on ao3 😁 read Resident Evil - Operation: Collapsed Canopy to find out what happens to leon in the military!
"Leon, oh god, you are biting my nipples," you whimper, your spine arching off the soft mattress with the impact of his mouth on your breasts.
Fuck, Leon might not be too experienced but god he definitely knows; what he is doing. Because he keeps switching between sucking and grazing your soft bud between his teeth every few seconds, which is making your breath get caught in your throat, and holy love of virgin mary you are so fucking turned on right now, that you want to push him deep between your thighs.
Leon chuckles, the sound vibrating against your skin, and your nipple slips from his mouth with a wet sound and he immediately guides his free hand towards your other peak before pulling it sharply and you cry out loud your hips bucking in air, and you moan his name in a high, sharp sound that makes him groan deep in his throat, and he glances up at you seeing you break beneath him just because he is sucking the pleasure out of you, and for a second he stops, and you narrowed your eyes at him. Because fuck, why did he stop?
"God... baby, I am not even doing anything," he sighs, his voice muffled against the curve of your breast.
His warm breath settles somewhere deep into your chest, which sends a jolt of heat straight to your core. Your wet thighs instinctively clenches, rubbing together in a desperate attempt to find a friction, and you squirm, trying to push your hips against his torso, but he shifts his weight slightly , before pinning you down on the mattress again.
"Why can't you just,” he groans in annoyance, “mfmph, don't squirm, let me suck your tits in peace, yeah?" He murmurs the words against your skin before latching onto your abandoned nipple again, creating a powerful vacuum from his lips and suctioning the peak of your breast deep into his mouth. The sensation is so overwhelming to you, as he suddenly focused on a pull that sends rhythmic pulses of pleasure crashing through you. While his mouth works on you, his free hand starts playing and pinching the other nipple, before rolling it firmly between his thumb and forefinger.
You swallow hard, your eyes settling on his as he sucks you and sluggishly looks at you which makes your breath come in ragged gasps. god it was embarrassing, not even lying, because darn it, you were going to cum just because of his attention on your breasts, and yet it wasn't entirely just that because he has been sucking them; for past ten minutes and lord, you have been dying to put something between your thighs--anything, but, he keeps stopping every attempt you make to reach down and soothe the burning desire between your pulsing core.
He was such a tease, honestly now you know it is always the most innocent ones that are wild animals in the bed.
"Le... Leon, please touch me down there," you practically and impatiently beg, your voice trembling with need for his hands, but he does not listen to you, and you whine in disappointment and try to guide your own hands toward your throbbing pussy, but Leon is even faster. He doesn't stop sucking, but cocks his eyebrow at you and his hand shoots out from your nipple and swiftly catches your wrist before pinning it firmly to the mattress.
He pulls back just an inch from your nipple, his breath ghosting over your damp nipples, his eyes dark and focused, as he glances up at you again and breathes hard. "Down where?"
You blink at him, impatience settling over you, but still your vision was hazy and heavy with lust, so you could not even make a snarky comment at him.
"Tell me how and where," he presses, his voice a low, commanding rasp. "Then maybe I will finally touch you."
"Fine!" you cry out, your hips jerking upward. "Leon, my pussy is wet and I want you to touch me down there, please, I can't—"
You sigh and smile dazily as he finally gives in, your eyes crinkling as you nod frantically at him. But he stops right at the edge of your core making you groan again, so you restlessly grab his hands and guide his fingers straight into your soaking core. "Yes..ss f..finally!"
You clench your thighs shut, the friction barely touching the itch and Leon chuckles darkly, a deep, resonant sound that vibrates through your entire body, echoing specifically in the sensitive walls of your vagina, making them pulse even harder. He finally makes a rough noise and releases your wrists, and his hand soon slides down your stomach, trailing the heat of his palm across your lower belly until he reaches between your thighs.
Leon laughs darkly as he pushes his two fingers inside you and the sobbing scream tears from your throat as his fingers dives even deep inside you, and you release his hands your hand falling like limp limbs to your side, and then he stops again gazing at your reaction though the sudden intrusion of his fingers fills you completely, stretching the tight walls of your pussy. Leon doesn't pull away; instead, he latches back onto your nipple, his mouth full, speaking around the flesh. "Could you not have waited, mhmp?, leon chuckles deeply and presses his flattened palm over your clit and circles his fingers inside you, "you are such a bad girl!"
"And you are a teas--" your voice cuts off as ge begins to move his finger in a relentless, driving motion and his palm pressing your sensitive clit which make you cry out loud and the sound of it was so visecral, almost like a lullaby, peaceful and yet loud, and you feel the wetness of your core spread onto his hands as he stirs the thick cream of your arousal inside you, and your thighs shake endlessly trying to close on his hands but he stops you, And instead keeps rubbing your throbbing clit with his palm while pushing his fingers and you feel your walls spasm and clench his fingers which makes your eyes roll back in your head. Now as you focus on the sensation of his fingers you realise even if his movements are slightly clumsy and overzealous, but the raw power of his thrusts hits exactly the right spot.
"Oh god, Leon, right there!" You scream.
You nod and suddenly you a loud sob tore from you and the world narrows down to the point where his finger meets your G-spot. You immediately feel the tension coil tight in your gut, a spring winding tighter and tighter, your pussy pulsing violently and heat builds until it snaps. Your walls clamp down hard on his finger, milking him as a violent orgasm rips through you. Your legs shake uncontrollably and your toes curl into the sheets, and you let out a long, broken wail as waves of pleasure crash over you, leaving you gasping and spent, and your hips bucks higher for a second before you finally crash down on the bed.
"Right here?" he grunts, his finger curling, hooking into you with a sudden, sharp pressure, and you feels your walls pulse around his fingers, and he finally lets go of your nipples and breathes around your skin and focuses his gaze on you.
Leon smiles and pulls his finger out with a squelching sound, a string of translucent slime connecting his hand to your opening. He looks at the mess he made, his expression one of hunger and triumph then he guides his finger into his mouth before sucking them clean, for a moment he closes his eyes and groans loudly, "Do you know how motherfucking tasty you are?", you could not answer because seeing him so pussy drunk--literally pussy drunk was super hot. And he seductively pulls out his fingers from his mouth before forcing them in yours and you easily take them in before forming a O around them and sucking them with a hunger driven animal, and he moans your name loudly before pulling them out of your mouth and without waiting another second he shifts, the mattress creaking under his weight as he moves to hover over you, his own hardness pressing against your thigh, making you gasp sharply.
"Now, I want you to cum on my dick too.” he whispers, his voice thick with desire and eyes dripping in arousal.
A low hum of approval vibrated in your throat as you cupped his jaw, drawing his face to yours until your lips sealed over his in deep kiss, and you feel yourself on him and he kisses you back immediately. He makes a low sound, a broken whimper that trembled against your tongue, and you felt the corner of your mouth twitch and you broke the kiss slowly, your laugh warm and low against his swollen lips. "As you wish, pretty boy."
You don't mind being the more dominant one in the bedroom, but when Leon, fresh from the academy, decides to switch things up, you don't say 'no'...
based on this request
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“Congratulations, Officer Kennedy,” you cheer, feeding Leon a piece of the cake you made for his graduation. Moist vanilla and piped to heavenly deliciousness with bright blue icing, it was quite a feat. One that left a mountain of dishes in the sink, a half-broken stand mixer, and a swear on your lips that you’ll never bake again. It’s just the two of you celebrating today, in the cozy comfort of your shared apartment.
“Leon,” you squeal out. With a quick grab of your wrist, he’s pushing your fingers further into his mouth to suck every last crumb off of them. You giggle, because he’s silly and because it tickles and because the icing stains his bottom lip blue.
“Delicious,” he says, releasing your fingers with a pop. “Though I can think of a better way to celebrate than a sugar high.”
It’s not long before you’re leading him into the bedroom, your lips attached to his like a magnet, a force beyond either of your controls bringing you together. You slip from your dress, the fabric pooling around your ankles.
Leon’s fingers aid yours in ridding him of his dress blues, until he’s bare except for the plaid boxers he’s wearing, the cotton doing nothing to hide his stiff cock trying to break free from its confines.
With flat hands, you push him onto the mattress, jumping up to his lap to straddle his hips, said erection poking at your entrance. This is how it always goes. You on top, Leon writhing around beneath you, whimpering out like a wounded animal needing to be put down in the street. He’s really such a pathetic thing like this. As sweet as the cake on his tongue. As pliant as putty in your palm.
You tear his boxers down his thighs, crawling back to his lip to sink down onto his hard cock. His face contorts into a wince, and he starts to whine.
“Woah, woah, woah. Slow down,” he pleads as you begin to bounce up and down on his length, too desperate to stop now, too hungry for the sensation of him stretching your hole. “Please.”
“Poor baby,” you coo down at him, speeding up the pace as his cheeks grow red. “Is this too much for you?”
He screws his eyes shut, burying the back of his head into the pillow beneath it, sputtering out a string of incoherent slurs. “No, I–”
“Can’t even speak, poor thing.”
“Stop it–ah–you’re being mean.”
“Come on, Leon,” you croon. “You know you like it.”
His eyes open, shrouded with something altogether dark, baby blue irises eclipsed by wide pupils. And he growls, so deep and primal a sound, it shakes the marrow in your bones.
“I’ve let this go on for too long.”
From beneath you, his hips thrust upward. So hard that you’re thrown onto the bed, and before you know it, he’s on top of you, his legs on either side of your waist, his hand pinning your wrists to the mattress.
“Leon.” His name is but a disbelieving breath on your lips. “What are you–”
“You can always tell me to stop,” he says before a wicked smirk appears at the corner of his mouth. “But I don’t think you want me to.”
You lie there, mouth agape, a hot flash of light repeating in your stomach as it flips around like a fish out of water. This sudden show of dominance has saliva pooling under your tongue, your clit throbbing between your legs.
His hands move to swiftly turn you around on your front, your chest pressed further into the mattress by a palm between your shoulderblades. He manually moves your hands from your sides to above your head once more.
A thigh nudges your own apart, and one hand remains on your stacked wrists as he takes the other to his cock, pumping it to its full stiffness before lining up the head at your weeping entrance.
Struck dumb, you remain silent until he plunges his full length into your cunt, making you cry out in bittersweet pleasure. He continues to ram into you, one hand still at your wrists, the other on your waist.
“You’re always bossing me around,” he says, bowing down to whisper into your ear. “Now it’s my turn.”
After making our way through the research center, we walk out of the back door and out into a scaffolding of a building. Helena looks up then raised her gun up before shouting. “Simmons!” I look up and see Simmons and his bodyguards a floor above us as they turn and aim their guns at us and we point our guns at him.
”Well, this is unexpected.” Simmons said, slightly intrigued, as he walks up to the edge. “No! Wait!” A voice shouts and I look over to see Sherry and Jake running up to us. “Ah, Agent Birkin. Impeccable timing. Kindly take these three into custody, won’t you?” Simmons asked. “They said you were involved in the terrorist attack. Is that true?” Sherry asked him, concerned.
”What, are they running down the streets, screaming it to anyone who’ll listen?” Simmons asked, angrily. “Answer me!” Sherry demanded, desperately, and Simmons sighs. “It’s for the benefit of the United States—and global security.” Simmons admits. “I can’t see how killing the president is good for the country.” Leon roars and Sherry looks at him, shocked, then turns to Simmons. “The president’s dead?” She asked.
”Well, we have Leon to thank for that.” Simmons said, smugly. “Damn you, Simmons!” Helena yells and Simmons waves her off and starts to turn away. “And what about Carla, huh?” I asked and Simmons stopped, everyone else looked at me. “Want to explain her part in this mess?” I asked and Simmons looks over his shoulder at me before he turns to his goons. “Dispose of them.” He orders and his guards ready their guns.
Leon grabs my arm and pulls me aside as he, Helena and I duck behind a large crate as the guards open fire. “No!” Sherry shouts and she goes to run towards us and Jake dives over to her and they roll away from the gunfire. “Hold your fire!” Simmons shouts at his guards and the gunfire stopped. “Those two are still of use to us.” We hear him say.
”You need to be more careful.” Leon tells Sherry as her and Jake come over to us. “All right, all right, so what’s the plan, hero?” Jake asked Leon, who takes in his surroundings, before turning back to the young man. “You think you can make it to that door?” Leon asked him, gesturing to the double doors across from us.
“Why don’t we just waste them?” Jake asked, impatiently. “Because I need you to take care of Sherry.” Leon said as another round of gunfire sounds out. “Can we wrap this up? I do have better things to do.” Simmons said as the guards stop firing. “What are you guys gonna do?” Sherry asked us. “Finish Simmons.” Helena growls then Sherry digs into her pocket and pulls out a flash drive.
”There’s information on here that could stop the C-Virus. Simmons wants it.” She said and I take the drive from her. “Thanks. We’ll put a call in to FOS, get you some protection.” I tell her and Leon pulls out dual pistols as I get my own pistol out. “Now move!” Leon shouts and he, Helena and I run out and fire our guns at Simmons and his guards while Sherry and Jake run behind us to get to the doors.
His guards fire back at us and I see Simmons walking away. We make it to the other side and duck behind the crates and Helena looks out. “He’s getting away!” She shouts. “Come on!” Leon shouts and we run just as a subway train comes through. We then see Simmons falling on top of the train and we all share a look before we run to the train and jump on it.
”Simmons!” Leon shouts as Simmons tries to limp away from us while we run along the train. “Get back here!” I shout as we chase after him as Simmons tries to run faster. “We can’t let him escape!” Helena exclaimed. “We won’t. We’re ending this now!” Leon said, determined, and we run through a few train cars before Leon sees a sunroof.
”Here, I’ll boost you up.” He said as he turns and cups his hands. Helena goes first and Leon helps her up then it was my turn. He boosts me up and Helena helps me as I climb up in the roof with her. Then I turn and hold a hand out to Leon, he jumps, grabs my arm, I grab ahold of his arm and help him up.
Once all three of us were accounted for, we start to run and see Simmons at the end of the train cars, a phone held up to his ear before he pulls it away and clenched his fist. “Give it up, Simmons. We’ve got you.” Leon said, firmly. Simmons then slowly turns to us. “You still chase me while that woman is on the loose?” Simmons growls and I raise an eyebrow at this.
”What woman? Carla?” I asked him. “She’s a traitor! Who knows what she’s got in store.” Simmons replied, angrily. “Another team was sent after her, but you, Simmons, you’re all ours.” said Leon. “Are you here to avenge the president? Is that it? You fool. Had he disclosed the truth behind Raccoon City, the U.S. would have lost all its authority and the global political order would have collapsed!” Simmons replied.
”So to avoid one possible disaster you create another? No matter how many people die!?” Helena asked him. “He had to be stopped! He was leading my country, and this world, into complete chaos!” Simmons roars then he whines in pain and grabs his neck. “That woman…how dare she do this to me!” Simmons growls.
Before I could ask him anymore questions about Carla, black veins form on his face and he leans back and lets out a roar of pain then falls to his knees. Then he was on fire and his coat and shirt burn away. He slowly gets to his feet as he lets out pain groans, he glares at us as deep lines form on his face and he lets out another roar as his face opens up and he transforms into a large lion like creature.
We fired at him but Simmons jumps over us then lands behind us. We turn around and he lets out another roar at us. “Careful! Stay back!” Leon tells us as we fire at Simmons, who starts stalking towards us. “We’re too close…let’s move!” I shout as we backed up while continuing to fire.
But then Simmons starts to shrink and goes back to his normal form. “Let’s get some distance while we have the chance!” I shout at the others and we run past Simmons and head back towards the sun roof and jump down it. “Damn you! Damn all of you! I’ll kill you with my bare hands!” Simmons shouts as we start to run. We hear a loud boom behind us and I look over my shoulder to see Simmons had landed in the train, now in his lion form. He chases after us as we run through the train cars.
I look up and see an open hatch on the roof of one of the cars. “Guys, up here!” I said and they stop and Leon goes to boost me and Helena up, one by one. We help him up and we go and run along the roof before we hear Simmons making his way up to the roof. We hear him running up behind us before he jumps over and lands in front of us.
”You!” Simmons growls before he turns back into his human form. Then he launches himself at me and knocks me down on the ground. “This is your fault!” He growls as he goes to raise his fist but the several shots were fired at him and he stopped before Leon tackles him off of me.
He gets on top of Simmons and starts to punch him in the face several times until he knocks Simmons out. I get up in my feet as Leon stands up and turns to me. “You alright?” He asked me and I nodded then he looks at Helena. “And you?” He asked her and she nods slightly before she looks at Simmons.
”Did we kill him?” She asked but then Simmons rises up and grabs Leon by the neck. “Leon!” Helena and I shout and Simmons tosses Leon off towards the second train that came up next to us. “Leon, you all right?!” I called out, Simmons glares at me before looking over at Leon then he turns into a scorpion like monster.
”Oh shit!” I exclaimed. “Are you seeing what I’m seeing?!” Helena asked just as Simmons goes to jump on the other train. “Get off that train! Well keep him occupied!” Helena shouts at Leon and we fire at Simmons, running, as Leon runs away from Simmons. “Leon! Over here!” I shouted as he comes up to the end of his train and he goes and jumps over to our train.
”You worthless, ignorant slugs! I’ll tear you both to shreds!” Simmons growls as Leon grabs onto the side rails of the train and I run over to him. “Give me your hand!” I said and he gives me his hand and I pull him up. “Guys! Look out!” Helena shouts as Simmons’ uses his tail and stabs the train, causing the roof to collapse and we fall inside the car.
We get up and see Simmons running along aside us. “Our fun has come to an end!” Simmons yelled and his tail turns into a machine gun and starts to fire at us. The three of us duck for cover and fire back at him as best as we could. “How about reunite you with your sister, Agent Harper?” He asked and Helena glares at him as she continues to fire.
Then Simmons removes a wall of the car then jumps inside. “Nowhere to run!” He growls and Leon, Helena and I run then head to a door to climb out of the car and get back in the roof before he could attack us. He goes back to the train tracks next to us as another subway comes at him but he knocks the train aside and gets several miles ahead of our train. “This is the end of the line!” He yells then he charges right at us.
We fire at him until one of us hits his leg and he stumbles, hits the end of the train and flies up in the air and transforms into a human before he lands on the roof as we dodged away from him. He groans as he slowly gets up while we aim our guns at him. “You…have no idea…what would happen if I die!” Simmons roars as he turns into another monstrous creature.
”The world would be a better place!” Leon shouts and Simmons rips a part of the roof and tosses the metal sheet at us. Leon and I duck down and fire at Simmons while the metal flies over Helena and she fires and hits Simmons in the head. He lets out a pained yell and lowers his head just as a helicopter comes up next to us.
Simmons looks up at it and, after a moment, the copter flies away from us. “No! How could my Family abandon me!?” Simmons yells, in despair anger, before he falls over and the train runs him over. The train shakes and derails which causes us to almost lose our balance but we run and jump off of the train and fall into the water below.
rookie .ᐟ leon who gets given a hard time at work over something and comes home all whiny and loses himself in mouthing at your tits and desperately humping his cock between your thighs <3
After making our way through the research center, we walk out of the back door and out into a scaffolding of a building. Helena looks up then raised her gun up before shouting. “Simmons!” I look up and see Simmons and his bodyguards a floor above us as they turn and aim their guns at us and we point our guns at him.
”Well, this is unexpected.” Simmons said, slightly intrigued, as he walks up to the edge. “No! Wait!” A voice shouts and I look over to see Sherry and Jake running up to us. “Ah, Agent Birkin. Impeccable timing. Kindly take these three into custody, won’t you?” Simmons asked. “They said you were involved in the terrorist attack. Is that true?” Sherry asked him, concerned.
”What, are they running down the streets, screaming it to anyone who’ll listen?” Simmons asked, angrily. “Answer me!” Sherry demanded, desperately, and Simmons sighs. “It’s for the benefit of the United States—and global security.” Simmons admits. “I can’t see how killing the president is good for the country.” Leon roars and Sherry looks at him, shocked, then turns to Simmons. “The president’s dead?” She asked.
”Well, we have Leon to thank for that.” Simmons said, smugly. “Damn you, Simmons!” Helena yells and Simmons waves her off and starts to turn away. “And what about Carla, huh?” I asked and Simmons stopped, everyone else looked at me. “Want to explain her part in this mess?” I asked and Simmons looks over his shoulder at me before he turns to his goons. “Dispose of them.” He orders and his guards ready their guns.
Leon grabs my arm and pulls me aside as he, Helena and I duck behind a large crate as the guards open fire. “No!” Sherry shouts and she goes to run towards us and Jake dives over to her and they roll away from the gunfire. “Hold your fire!” Simmons shouts at his guards and the gunfire stopped. “Those two are still of use to us.” We hear him say.
”You need to be more careful.” Leon tells Sherry as her and Jake come over to us. “All right, all right, so what’s the plan, hero?” Jake asked Leon, who takes in his surroundings, before turning back to the young man. “You think you can make it to that door?” Leon asked him, gesturing to the double doors across from us.
“Why don’t we just waste them?” Jake asked, impatiently. “Because I need you to take care of Sherry.” Leon said as another round of gunfire sounds out. “Can we wrap this up? I do have better things to do.” Simmons said as the guards stop firing. “What are you guys gonna do?” Sherry asked us. “Finish Simmons.” Helena growls then Sherry digs into her pocket and pulls out a flash drive.
”There’s information on here that could stop the C-Virus. Simmons wants it.” She said and I take the drive from her. “Thanks. We’ll put a call in to FOS, get you some protection.” I tell her and Leon pulls out dual pistols as I get my own pistol out. “Now move!” Leon shouts and he, Helena and I run out and fire our guns at Simmons and his guards while Sherry and Jake run behind us to get to the doors.
His guards fire back at us and I see Simmons walking away. We make it to the other side and duck behind the crates and Helena looks out. “He’s getting away!” She shouts. “Come on!” Leon shouts and we run just as a subway train comes through. We then see Simmons falling on top of the train and we all share a look before we run to the train and jump on it.
”Simmons!” Leon shouts as Simmons tries to limp away from us while we run along the train. “Get back here!” I shout as we chase after him as Simmons tries to run faster. “We can’t let him escape!” Helena exclaimed. “We won’t. We’re ending this now!” Leon said, determined, and we run through a few train cars before Leon sees a sunroof.
”Here, I’ll boost you up.” He said as he turns and cups his hands. Helena goes first and Leon helps her up then it was my turn. He boosts me up and Helena helps me as I climb up in the roof with her. Then I turn and hold a hand out to Leon, he jumps, grabs my arm, I grab ahold of his arm and help him up.
Once all three of us were accounted for, we start to run and see Simmons at the end of the train cars, a phone held up to his ear before he pulls it away and clenched his fist. “Give it up, Simmons. We’ve got you.” Leon said, firmly. Simmons then slowly turns to us. “You still chase me while that woman is on the loose?” Simmons growls and I raise an eyebrow at this.
”What woman? Carla?” I asked him. “She’s a traitor! Who knows what she’s got in store.” Simmons replied, angrily. “Another team was sent after her, but you, Simmons, you’re all ours.” said Leon. “Are you here to avenge the president? Is that it? You fool. Had he disclosed the truth behind Raccoon City, the U.S. would have lost all its authority and the global political order would have collapsed!” Simmons replied.
”So to avoid one possible disaster you create another? No matter how many people die!?” Helena asked him. “He had to be stopped! He was leading my country, and this world, into complete chaos!” Simmons roars then he whines in pain and grabs his neck. “That woman…how dare she do this to me!” Simmons growls.
Before I could ask him anymore questions about Carla, black veins form on his face and he leans back and lets out a roar of pain then falls to his knees. Then he was on fire and his coat and shirt burn away. He slowly gets to his feet as he lets out pain groans, he glares at us as deep lines form on his face and he lets out another roar as his face opens up and he transforms into a large lion like creature.
We fired at him but Simmons jumps over us then lands behind us. We turn around and he lets out another roar at us. “Careful! Stay back!” Leon tells us as we fire at Simmons, who starts stalking towards us. “We’re too close…let’s move!” I shout as we backed up while continuing to fire.
But then Simmons starts to shrink and goes back to his normal form. “Let’s get some distance while we have the chance!” I shout at the others and we run past Simmons and head back towards the sun roof and jump down it. “Damn you! Damn all of you! I’ll kill you with my bare hands!” Simmons shouts as we start to run. We hear a loud boom behind us and I look over my shoulder to see Simmons had landed in the train, now in his lion form. He chases after us as we run through the train cars.
I look up and see an open hatch on the roof of one of the cars. “Guys, up here!” I said and they stop and Leon goes to boost me and Helena up, one by one. We help him up and we go and run along the roof before we hear Simmons making his way up to the roof. We hear him running up behind us before he jumps over and lands in front of us.
”You!” Simmons growls before he turns back into his human form. Then he launches himself at me and knocks me down on the ground. “This is your fault!” He growls as he goes to raise his fist but the several shots were fired at him and he stopped before Leon tackles him off of me.
He gets on top of Simmons and starts to punch him in the face several times until he knocks Simmons out. I get up in my feet as Leon stands up and turns to me. “You alright?” He asked me and I nodded then he looks at Helena. “And you?” He asked her and she nods slightly before she looks at Simmons.
”Did we kill him?” She asked but then Simmons rises up and grabs Leon by the neck. “Leon!” Helena and I shout and Simmons tosses Leon off towards the second train that came up next to us. “Leon, you all right?!” I called out, Simmons glares at me before looking over at Leon then he turns into a scorpion like monster.
”Oh shit!” I exclaimed. “Are you seeing what I’m seeing?!” Helena asked just as Simmons goes to jump on the other train. “Get off that train! Well keep him occupied!” Helena shouts at Leon and we fire at Simmons, running, as Leon runs away from Simmons. “Leon! Over here!” I shouted as he comes up to the end of his train and he goes and jumps over to our train.
”You worthless, ignorant slugs! I’ll tear you both to shreds!” Simmons growls as Leon grabs onto the side rails of the train and I run over to him. “Give me your hand!” I said and he gives me his hand and I pull him up. “Guys! Look out!” Helena shouts as Simmons’ uses his tail and stabs the train, causing the roof to collapse and we fall inside the car.
We get up and see Simmons running along aside us. “Our fun has come to an end!” Simmons yelled and his tail turns into a machine gun and starts to fire at us. The three of us duck for cover and fire back at him as best as we could. “How about reunite you with your sister, Agent Harper?” He asked and Helena glares at him as she continues to fire.
Then Simmons removes a wall of the car then jumps inside. “Nowhere to run!” He growls and Leon, Helena and I run then head to a door to climb out of the car and get back in the roof before he could attack us. He goes back to the train tracks next to us as another subway comes at him but he knocks the train aside and gets several miles ahead of our train. “This is the end of the line!” He yells then he charges right at us.
We fire at him until one of us hits his leg and he stumbles, hits the end of the train and flies up in the air and transforms into a human before he lands on the roof as we dodged away from him. He groans as he slowly gets up while we aim our guns at him. “You…have no idea…what would happen if I die!” Simmons roars as he turns into another monstrous creature.
”The world would be a better place!” Leon shouts and Simmons rips a part of the roof and tosses the metal sheet at us. Leon and I duck down and fire at Simmons while the metal flies over Helena and she fires and hits Simmons in the head. He lets out a pained yell and lowers his head just as a helicopter comes up next to us.
Simmons looks up at it and, after a moment, the copter flies away from us. “No! How could my Family abandon me!?” Simmons yells, in despair anger, before he falls over and the train runs him over. The train shakes and derails which causes us to almost lose our balance but we run and jump off of the train and fall into the water below.
butch!qifrey and her bratty pillow princess girlfriend ╱ mdni, stone top!qifrey, strap on usage ꒰ ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ
You've been all over her all evening, she was meant to be working but you had your ass in her lap and your tits pressed to her face. Qifrey can't lie with that, she's an easy woman and with a beautiful girlfriend like you, how can she retain herself from your beauty? She forces herself to do it because she really needs to finish this papers today, she's been delaying them because you kept pulling her to bed, your needy ass begging her to take you in all possible positions like you're an animal in heat.
But now, as sad as it makes her, she has to deny her girlfriend from attention for just a while. And you are not having it.
In your shared room, when she's in her desk writing, you are sprawled on the bed with just some cute panties and bra, bending over and arching your back just how Qifrey likes it. You tease your clit over your panties, rocking your hips into your hand and letting out the tiniest whimpers. You keep doing it, side-eyeing Qifrey who's acting like you don't exist at all, too focused in her work.
You get rid of your bra, now laying your back in the pillows and opening your legs as wide as possible, trying to get Qifrey to look at the wetness spreading in your panties. Once again, nothing, just the sound of Qifrey's pen against paper.
So now you slide your wet and ruined panties, snapping the fabric between your fingers so it shoots right into Qifrey's face. She startles when your panties land in her cheek and looks at you with your panties fisted in her hand.
"Did you just throw your panties to my face?" she says, trying to sound calm but she's definitely tired of your bratiness.
You just smile, getting on your knees fully naked, nodding fast. "Yup."
Qifrey's eyes narrowed, exhaustion and heat cracking through her calm. She stood up slowly from her desk, the chair scraping back as she tossed your ruined panties onto the floor.
"You've been such a brat all night," she muttered. "I told you I needed to finish this. But no, you just can't help yourself, can you?"
You grinned up at her from the bed, still on your knees, but she didn't smile back. Instead, she walked over to the drawer where you both kept your toys, pulling out her biggest strap-on. The thick glass gleamed under the lamp light and your stomach flipped with anticipation. Qifrey strapped it on without another word, adjusting the harness around her hips while you watched, biting your lip.
"Get on all fours," she said, pointing to the edge of the bed.
You scrambled to obey, heart racing as you arched your back and presented yourself to her. She climbed up behind you, one hand gripping your hip while the other guided the fat head of the strap right against your slick entrance. She didn't tease or warm you up this time, you did it all by yourself, actually you were so wet already that it was embarrassing. She pushed in deep in one smooth thrust, filling you up so completely that you gasped and clutched at the sheets.
"Fuuuuck, Qifrey baby…" you whimpered, pushing back against her already.
Her hips snapped forward again and again, the sound of skin meeting skin filling the room along with your needy moans. The strap stretched you perfectly, hitting that spot inside you with every rough stroke. You were babbling in no time, whining her name like a prayer, your body trembling as pleasure built fast and hot. "Please, don't stop nghh ah! I'm so close, baby, please so so close…"
Qifrey's hand slid up your back, pressing you down harder into the mattress. She fucked you through it relentlessly, until your thighs shook and you were right there on the edge, a whiny mess ready to fall apart. Your walls clenched around the thick toy, chasing that peak.
Then she stopped. Just like that.
She pulled out slowly, leaving you empty and throbbing, a broken sound escaping your throat as you tried to chase her. "Qifrey! Nooo, come back…"
But she was already stepping off the bed, wiping the strap casually before tucking it away. Her breathing was a little heavy, cheeks flushed, but she sat back down at her desk like nothing happened.
"That's what you get for not letting me work in peace," she said, picking up her pen again. The papers waited for her and she focused on them with stubborn determination, even though you could see the way her thighs pressed together under the table.
You collapsed onto your stomach, still panting and desperate, your body aching for the release she had stolen. "You're so mean," you whined into the pillow, but there was a smile tugging at your lips too, because now you get more time to bother her.
