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a southeast asian girl who writes and lurks. i like talking and i like self sabotaging myself. leon scott kennedy's lapdog ⥠jason todd's girlfriend đź
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request are open! send me ur nasty thoughts, ya freak.
tw. dark content, brief gory descriptions, smut, size difference.
pairing. mr. crawling x fem! reader. 1k words.
- i wish there was more on blissful love life end route, wish i couldve fuck this cute little shyt until he blabberin' :p i love this gameeeeeee! sorry for suddenly writing about homicipher after months of ghosting u guys.. hehe...
The smell of death lingers in the air ever since you brought along the certain entity to the overworld. It's faint enough to let you know that he was watching.
Not that you mind, he practically latched onto you like a barnacle the first time he met you at that strange hallway. Mr. Crawling, despite the oddities that comes along his unique charms, was a pleasant companion. Maybe it's the fact that you'd noticed the dark figure, slouching at the corner of your room, or the fact that you'd woke up with him next to you, the high-pitched giggling causing you to stir awake at the darkest hour.
You wonder if Mr. Crawling gets bored at times. You can't blame him, the underworld where he is from an endless maze with sharp corners here and there, not to mention the occasional earthquakes that change the layout of the map. Comparing his world to your little apartment was laughable. Maybe that's why you started feeling his cold fingertips running underneath the thin fabric of your clothes. Not that you'd stop him, Not that you want him to anyway. You taught him a few things, mainly how humans express their love. It's nice to have someone dote on you for bringing them a bowl of fresh human flesh.
'It's better to be with Mr. Crawling,' you thought.
Being with a human means it'll increase the chance of you getting caught and you wouldn't be able to go on another killing spree. At least Mr. Crawling accepts you for who you are.
"You... like?" his croaky voice puts your running thoughts to the side as you tilt your head, your eyes looking at him before they avert down to his wandering hand. His fingers are abnormally slender with a grayish tint as he slowly brushed them on your stomach before they went lower and lower until his fingers practically hovered over your lower body. He gives you a look, "need you." he points down at your clothed pussy, your cheeks quickly warms up at his words.
"Can touch?" he asked, tilting his head to the side. His fingers trembled the more he waited for your response like he itched to touch you. "Can." you give him a brief nod as his fingers slowly slipped under your shorts, spreading your folds before he pressed down on your clit causing your breath to hitches. You watched with staggered breathing as his hand moved in a circular motion, rubbing your clit slowly as your sopping hole clenched around nothing. "Good? Enjoyable?" he asked, giggling when you gasped and nodded at his words while he traced your slit, getting your juices all over his nimble digits.
His kisses are sloppy, and the metallic taste of blood from the flesh he consumed for dinner comes in as the aftertaste when you pull back for some air. Mr Crawling quickly chases after your lips, pressing his cracked and cold ones on yours as his tongue shamelessly swirls around yours. With enough juices coating his fingers, he easily slipped it into your entrance as it squelches, his other hand holding your thigh to keep your legs spreading. âLook down,â he pulled his fingers out with a small pop, proudly showing his wet and pruney fingers to you before he slipped them into his mouth. âheh, good. Me happy!â he giggled, moving on top of you as you rested your legs on each side of his body.
âMr. Crawling...â you whined, watching him with blurry vision as he pulled the black clothing up, just enough for his cock to peek through. It's almost as if the entity wants you to see it, wants you to see how desperate he is. His pre-cum glistens and gather at the tip of his cock, bulging vein runs on the side of his shaft as your eyes shifts to the patch of dark hair on his pelvis. His knees dig into the mattress, his hand aligning the tip of his cock into your entrance. âMe... go into you slow.â he gently prods your hole with the tip of his cock, shifting his eyes on your face and down to your pussy as he pushes his thick cock past the ring of muscles.
You wince, the girth of his cock is stretching you to the maximum. "Hurt? Pain? Desire me go out?" he asked, looking down at you before you shook your head at his question, "I'm glad." he smiled at your reaction. Your fingers holding onto his biceps as your nails left crescent marks on his skin. "Pat, pat." he rubs your head, cupping your cheek as his cock throbs inside of you when your velvety walls flutters to adjust to his size. "Pretty." he whispers, leaning down to peck your lips. He lets you roll your hips, slowly fucking yourself into his fat cock while he holds your hip. "Like this? Happy?" he asked, his hips stuttering as he thrust back into you, matching your slow rhythm.
"Like it..." you replied, breathless as he began to pick up his pace. He was consistent, the tip of his cock brushing against the spot that sends you seeing stars on your ceilings with every single thrust, your nails raking down on his back, leaving claw marks which heals up as quickly as it came. The sound of skin slapping reverberates around the walls as Mr. Crawling gasps and pants in your ear each time he desperately slammed his cock into you. His long, black locks falling over your face, tangling with your hair and sticking to your forehead and chest. âLike you... Like this..." he chants, sharp teeth nibbling on your neck and down to your collarbones, leaving a trail of dark bruises in his wake.
âClose... me close,â his thick cock throbs inside of you, rubbing furiously against your walls as he holds your hips. His breath brushing against your lips as he gasped, âCome? Need you come," he begged, slobbery tongue poking out to flicks your swollen lips as he coaxed you into cumming on his cock by sharply rutting his cock inside of you as the lewd squelches from taking his cock deeper and deeper increases.
He pushes his hips into you when you came all over his cock, he quickly pushes his cock as deep as he can before his hot seeds spill into your womb, spilling out of your whole when he pulled out to rest his cock on your pelvis. He's still cumming, spurting the strings of loads on your stomach as you panted, your chest heaving up and down as he lazily kisses your neck and up to your flushed face,
talking as if they hadn't been taking turns on you for hours, folding you into different positions and buried their cocks between your puffy folds as your freshly-manicured nails rakes their back. "jesus," you took a sharp breath, stomach caves in slightly as dick pushes your knees up to your chest, easily slipping his fat cock into you. you can hear the way he gulped as your dripping cunt throbs around him, his eyes shuts tight, "i swear..." the rest of his sentence grow incoherent as dick leaves sloppy kisses on your neck.
"wait, dickâ" your words were cut off when jason slapped the tip of his cock against your swollen lips.
"hush." jason mumbled under his breath, eyes narrowed when you poked your tongue and lazily runs along the vein on his length. "sorry, princess." dick whispers, his lips forming a small smile. "a bet is a bet, and you lose so..." you rolled your eyes at the way dick pretends to empathise you but he's clearly too pussy drunk to even form something to make you feel better.
dick moved his hips slowly, face buried into your neck. big, calloused palms easily lifts your hips up to bury his cock deeper as he lets out a deep groan. "...so you gotta back it up." jason continues, pushing his tip into your mouth as he watches you instinctively puckered your cheeks and bobs your head up and down with his fingers tangled with your locks to keep your head in place. "fuuuck, startin' to think you purposely lose from how good you're slobbering all over my cock." the both of them chuckled as dick playfully nudges jason in his thigh and clicks his tongue.
"don't be mean." jason scoffs at dick's words.
"i'm not. look at her, she's not even denying it." dick turned his eyes back on you, watching as your eyes gradually gets heavy with your mouth filled with jason's dick as you subconsciously rolls your hips against his own.
Summary: Maybe blocking Jason isn't such a great idea.
Contents: dry humping, oral sex (female receiving), fingering in the alleyway, fucking in the alleyway hence risky sex slash teeny tiny bit of exhibitionism, rough sex, size difference, unhealthy relationship.
Pairing: Jason P. Todd X Female! Reader.
Word count: 2.6k
Author note: an anon implied that they want a part two of the drabble i made abt ex! jason. it is here... and it's valentine's day special. sorry for dropping bangers and leaving for another 2 months. will do it again. enjoy!
đĽď¸ MAIN MENU. PART ONE.
I know if Iâm haunting you,
you must be haunting me.
You told yourself this was going to be the last time. The morning after Jason had left, you were already blocking his number and changing the lock to your front door the next day. Maybe itâs the post-nut clarity that helps you realized that maybe⌠maybe this things going on between you and him wasnât exactly healthy. Maybe itâs a good idea to ignore the calls youâve been getting from âunknownâ caller knowing full well it was him.
You think itâs a little cute when he went as far as to text you from Dickâs number.
He thinks youâre a brat.
Besides, who cares if what him and you had going on wasnât healthy? You didnât have to blocked him.
Whatever, whatâs done is done. âHeâs going to stop reaching out eventually.â you told yourself only to see him leaning against his bike, waiting for you in one of the alleyway you always passes after your night shift a week after blocking him. The red helmet slightly glints in the dark when the streetlight hits, âcome here,â he murmurs, head tilts slightly to the side. Thereâs a battered bouquet of red roses in his hand, the veins on his forearm pokes out from how tight he gripped the bouquet to the point that the stems are crushed. âHappy Valentineâs Day, princess. Come get your flowers.â Jason adds, his other hand reached up to removed his helmet as he placed it on the seat of his bike.
âI donât want to.â A small huff left your lips.
âJust do it, goddamnit [Y/N].â
Old habits die hard.
Your shoulders drops in defeat as you dragged your feet to him, you canât help it. As much as you want to keep up the âIâve-totally-moved-onâ acts, you just canât. So here you are, not even five minutes in and Jason already had his arms wrapped around your waist, his lips naturally finding their way to yours the second you had your head slightly tilts up. âBlocked my number, huh? What, you think youâre so mature, huh?â He snorts, letting the bouquet falls from his hand to hold you tighter in his arms. âI didnât block youâŚâ You whined, standing on your tip toes to keep him quiet by smothering his lips with small pecks.
âYeah right, thatâs totally believable.â He scoffed in between the pecks you're giving him, his head tilts down to make it easier for you to reached in for more kisses. âBecause my texts and calls totally got thru.â You can practically taste the sarcasm dripping from the way he talks to you. âI might have accidentally blocked you.â You pulled back slightly to watch as his face gradually sours. He stared back at you with an annoyed look, his brows furrowed before a low groan leaves his lips. âFace the wall.â He groaned, his fingers running thru his black locks before you reluctantly turn to face the wall, âWeâre doing it right here?â You stuttered as you spared him a glance over your shoulder, your eyes quickly widened when he pressed himself against you. His bulge slightly rubs against your ass, his hands digs into your hips to keep you still. âDamn right we are.â He says, his breathing slightly staggered as he moves his hips slightly to get more friction against his clothed cock.
You leaned the back of your head, fingers latching onto his forearms as a support. âYouâre so annoying, you know that, right?â He speak with a gruff, thereâs creases on his forehead as Jason looked back at him. âHow many times are you going to do this, huh? Acting like I donât exist and blocking my number the second we had sex. Iâm gettinâ real sick of it, [Y/N].â His hand reached up to grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up at him  as he grinds himself against the curves of your ass. âFucking brat.â He adds, his thumb gently brushing over your lips. âMy fucking brat.â
âI donât know,â you breathes, your lips instinctively parting as Jason slips his thumb into your mouth. ââŚuntil youâre bored of me?.â You muffled out your words, eyes slowly turning cloudy from the having his cock brushing up against you. He scoffed at your reasoning, rolling his eyes before he pressed his thumb down your tongue.
âAs if.â He mumbled, leaning down slightly to rest his chin on your shoulder. âYouâre gonna block me again after this?â His eyes flickered to looked back at you. You stared at him for a solid minute with only the sound of his jeans and your skirt rubbing together can be heard before he removed his thumb off your tongue to let you speak. âNo?â You stammers, mentally cursing yourself when he smirked at your answer. âGood girl.â He replied, his hand falls to the hem of your skirt.
âI missed you,â A soft whine left his lips as his fingers desperately reached down to rub your clit. Jason leaned against you to leave kisses on your neck and up to your jaw as his fingers pushes your panties aside. âYouâre so wet already, baby.â He mutters, massaging the bundle of nerves in a circular motion. He slowly swipes his fingers between your folds as you leave trails of your wetness on his fingers. âLooks like this pretty little thing misses me too.â He chuckled when you whimpers at the feeling of his fingers being pushed inside of you. âI missed you tooâŚâ You whined, eyes shut tight as he pumps his digits deeper into your sopping cunt. The wetness between your legs sticks to your thighs and clings to his fingers, his teeth hungrily leaving marks on your neck. âSorry for blocking you.â Your body shuddered in sheer bliss when his fingers curls with his calloused palm constantly brushing against your clit.
âYeah? Youâre sorry?â He asked, his voice growing breathy while his other hand clumsily undo his belt and zipper. A small frustrated groan leaves his throat before he pulls his fingers out of you causing you to pout and whine. âOh, come on. Give me a second.â He laughed, turning you around but this time facing his bike. He moves your leg up on the seat before he kneel down behind you. âFuck⌠Look at that.â He whispers, his warm breath fanned against your pussy before he desperately buried his face in between your thighs. âJason!â You squeaked, toes curling upon feeling his tongue lapping on your clit with his fingers tightly gripping your thighs. His thick fingers leaving marks on your skin as you squirmed on his bike, causing him to land a spank on your cheek.
You whined. âWhatâs that for?â You looked back at him only to be met with his dazed eyes and his mouth still latching onto your pussy, drinking every liquid that drips out of you. For once in the span of an hour filled with nothing but his sarcasm, he was quiet. Except for the occasional groans and moans every time you pushes deeper against his nose. Your nails digs into the cushion of his seat as you whimpers when he slide his tongue into your entrance, prodding in and out of your entrance before he finally pulled back for some air.
âJeez, JayâŚâ He looked up at you when you pouted, his cheeks and chin were coated with your juices before his eyes cast down to the way you wiggled your hips at him. ââŚkeep going.â You bat your lashes at him, the excitement in your stomach stirs as he tugs his pants and boxer just low enough for his cock to springs out of the tight confinement before gently slapping against his stomach. His thumb keeping your panties aside and your entrance exposed to him, "Calm down, princess." He sighs before his teeth digs into his lower lip, it's been a hard week since he felt anything close to this. Sure, he settled on his fist for the first two days before he completely stopped when he realised that fucking his fist to the thought of you wasn't as good as fucking you.
He slowly moves his hips, managing to bury the tip of his cock inside of you as he lets out a choked moan. "Still feels good as ever." He moaned, head tilted back with his eyes closed. His cock twitches in you when small whines falls past your lips, sending vibrations down to him as the muscles tightening around his length. "Christ, you're still not used to me?" His breath were shaky before he looked down to you, admiring at the clear size difference between the two of you as you tried your best to take every inch of him.
"S'not my fault," You huffed, your legs slightly trembles underneath him. Jason shifts your position slightly, holding you by the waist with one hand while his other hand makes their way under your shirt to fondled with your tits. "Never said it was." He replied, pushing his cock deeper inside of you until heâs halfway in when he stopped, noticing the way you tensed up. âItâs okay, baby. Just a few more inches and the hard partâs over.â Your body shuddered from his whispers, his breath tickling the back of your neck before you quickly nods at his words. His hand reached to wiped the sweats off your forehead before his hips slowly moves, âMhm, just like that⌠Just relax.â Jason coos, planting small kisses on your temples.
A whine break out of your sealed lips when he completely buried himself inside of you, filling every crevices off your pussy with his twitching cock. The curve of his length itches just the sweet spot to make you see stars, âJasonâŚâ The sound of you calling his name temporarily distracts him from the way your pussy clamped him down. His fingers had its deadly grips on your hips as you stand on your tip toes just to slightly fuck yourself on his cock, âYeah?â He croaked, replying back to you with a deeper tone as he glanced down to the way your ass softly slaps against his pelvis, âYouâre adjusting?â He asked before you let a small âmhmâ left your lips.
âYouâre just fucking yourself on me.â
âNo, Iâm not.â You lied with a crooked grin. Jason rolled his eyes.
âJust look at the damn wall. Youâre gonna break that dainty little neck if you keep looking back at me like that.â He mumbled, moving his hips into you in a more quicker pace. âHold onto my helmet. Drop it and Iâm stopping.â He grabbed a fistful off your ass while you quickly grabbed the red helmet, hugging it to your chest. The sound of skin slapping can be heard throughout the dark alleyway, your shared moans and groans reverberates and bounces off the brick walls. He moves his hand down between your legs, his fingers pressing down on your clit as he moves it in sloppy, circular motion. His other hand holding on the handle of his bike, âLift your ass up, baby.â He grunted, brow furrowing as his hips moves back and forth, every thrust felt like heâs sending you over the edge.
âIâm trying!â You said in a hushed tone, too breathless. You werenât sure if your knees can take anymore before they buckled to the dirty ground. In an act of desperation, Jason lifts you up with his forearm under your stomach causing your legs to dangled off the ground before he continue shoving his fat cock into your dripping pussy. You let out a small gasp, heâs really doing it-- heâs quite literally carrying you like a doll. âCanât even do the simplest thing.â He huffed, eyes closed with his the tip of his nose tickling the crook of your neck as your fingers clings to his helmet, not wanting to dropped it lest he stopped just for the sake of making you miserable.
Your eyes lazily gazes at the other end of the alleyway where anyone that decides to passed the alleyway can noticed the both of you. Your cheeks warmed up at the thought, minimizing your moans into small squeaks and whines. You glanced at Jason, hoping he doesnât notice only for him to sharply thrust into you to elicit a loud moan out of you, green eyes narrowing down at you. âDonât be quiet,â He whispered, his other hand reached to traced the curve of your spine with his thumb lightly. âLet me hear you.â He dragged his voice to sound slightly whiny just to tease you even further.
You hated how much you expected this from the get go.
Blocking him was never an option, Jason has a knack when it comes to keeping you tied to him. One command from him and youâd rushed back into his arms like a puppy, hopelessly lingering around him. âFeels so goodâŚâ You whispered back, lashes thick with salty tears as wanton moans spills out of your swollen lips. You hated the fact that the both of you knows this. Youâre not even sure if the both of you were even exes at some point. The feeling of the head of his cock brushing against your sweet spot sends you shivering despite being half dressed, it doesnât help how godly his cock is. The delicious curve that sends you whining for more, the noticeable vein on the side of his length, the way his balls slaps against your clit, the thickness of it-- all of it drives you insane, fills your body with nothing but carnal desires.
âOutside? Inside?â He asked in between his groans, strands of his black locks sticks to his forehead as his jaw clenches. You know itâs near when his movement grow sloppy and inconsistent, his eyes darkened with sheer lust and the muscles on his bicep flexes. âFuck, donât just gimme puppy eyes, princess. Answer me.â He said with gritted teeth, purposely moving his hips rougher into you as you cried out of pleasure. âOut, out, outâŚâ Your babbles almost went incoherent when you choked on your own moans while you blinks away the tears that welled at the corned of your eyes. He nods his head, burying his face into your shoulder as his arm around your waist tightens.
âFuck, fuck, fuck, fuckâŚâ He curses, his head spinning and leaving him dizzy. Jason wanted to stay inside of you badly, the warmth of your cunt wrapping snugly around him screams nothing but heaven. And the fact that youâre already cumming on his cock before he even gets to pulled out? God, youâre just torturing him at this point. He pulled out of you right before he finishes, wet and sticky seeds shooting on your back and staining your skirt as he winces when the cold air hits his cock. âOh my god.â His chuckle were airy, skin were slightly flushed from the lovemaking. Jason cradled you in his arms, turning you around to face him before placing you on top of his bike.
âYou okay?â He asked, softly massaging your inner thighs. His forehead presses against yours, his gaze softened at the sight of you looking back at him with tired eyes. âYep.â Your answer were short as you steadied your breathing, your arms wrapped around his neck to pulled him closer while Jason fixes your clothes.
âWanna go rest at my place?â
The both of you stared at each other for a solid minute. You give him a small nod.
âThatâs my girl.â
DO NOT COPY, TRANSLATE OR MODIFY ANY OF MY WORKS. ÂŠď¸ KENNEDYBABY.
18+ / semi-rough sex, exes fucking, female! reader. that's all. i giggled while writing this.
Letting Jason into your apartment past midnight only meant one thing. It's arguing slash fucking. Sure, it's a bad combination, you're his exâ his favorite ex. At least, that's what he told you. Being a hopeless romantic with a pussy that longs for no one but your ex, you happily let him inside when he decides to come over after patrol.
Jason knows you love it. As much as he hates letting you get under his skin, he loves taking out his anger on you.
âFuck you.â Funny.
He's been trying to get your shorts off while you blabbered about how Roy and you have been flirting back and forth. Itâs dumb, he shouldnât care that his ex and his best friend are flirting with each other. But he does. Thatâs why heâs here, holding you down to the couch with his jeans gathered around his ankles and his throbbing cock pressed against your dripping pussy. Besides, he knows you're bluffingâ Jason knows you'd say anything to make him jealous. And God does he hates how much it works on him.
Jason had the tip of his cock rubbing furiously between your folds, coating them with your slick as he looked down at you. âYouâre bullshitting me, [Name].â He huffed, cheeks flushed as his hands gripped onto your sides. âAm not.â You playfully said to him, poking your tongue out as you grind yourself against him. He lets out a deep groan, pushing your hips down as he shoots you a glare.
âYes, you are.â He rolled his eyes, his thumb reached down to push the head of his cock into your pussy. His lips curled into a smirk when he heard a gasp leaving your lips, âYouâre just saying that to make me jealous.â He mutters under his breath, burying himself deeper inside of you as his knees digs into your bed.
âNo. Roy and Iââ
âShut up.â He puts his hand over your mouth, muffling down your protests as he easily buries himself deeper inside of you due to how wet you are. And to be honest, he'd hundred percent sure you were soaking your panties the second he went inside of your apartment. Your fingers curled around his shirt, âI hate youuuuuu. Shooo much." Your words slurred as your lips formed a small pout, your eyes flickers down to watch the way his cock stretches you, your lips spread around him as Jason pushes himself in and out of you.
âJust⌠donât get why⌠youâre this mad over me flirting with Roy.â A long whine left your lips before you looked back up at him, the bed underneath your weight violently creaked as your nails dragged on his back. âNot my fault, I have needs.â You huffed, furrowing your brows as Jason let out a breathy chuckle when you put up a frown on your face.
âYou have me.â
âYouâre my ex.â
âAnd?â
He slammed his hips into you right before you got to say anything, a sheen layer of sweat coating your body as you threw your head back. âJust stop talking about him when Iâm balls deep in you, itâs weird. Talk about me instead.â It feels nice, sort of satisfying to know you at least made him sort of jealous that itâs enough to get him to pins you down and fills up every crevices of your wet cunt.
âNo fun.â You muttered under your breath, arms curling around his neck as you pulled him down for a kiss. His lips quickly capture yours, ignoring the way your teeth clash against his so long as he has your lips on his own. âNah, just like it better when you're moaning about how big my dick is.â He flashed you a toothy grin, fingers gripping your waist as he slightly lift your hips to thrust deeper. The veins on his cock rubbing against your gummy walls, a small bump on your lower stomach shows up every time he pushes himself deeper.
âTheyâre not⌠big.â You pants in between words, head tilts back into your pillow. He bits his bottom lip back when he felt your pussy squeezes around him, sucking him in. Your eyes turning watery from the pleasure, lashes thick with tears as he clenched his teeth. âYeah, right." Jason lets out a scoff, pulling back away from you for a split second as he turned your body over as your stomach lay flat on your couch, his hand pressed flat on your back before he forced you to keep your hips up.
His cock finds its way back buried inside of your sopping cunt, your ass pressed against his pelvis as he gripped your hips. His fingers leaving red marks on tour skin, âYou better keep your ass up.â Thereâs a certain firmness in his voice, his eyes looking down at you when you tilts your head to the side to looked back at him. Jason leans down to lean his chin on your shoulder, his lips hovering your ear as he slowly rocks his hips into your again.
âGotta remind my ex girlfriend who she belonged to again.â
whoever reading this, please send anything sexy about dc men or women... I AM DYING TO JUST RANT ABT THEM c: sorry for the blue balls ending!!!!
A/N: A delicious little smut blurb for you to indulge in. Enjoy.
Everyone who knew Jason knew he had a jealous streak in him, a vengeful streak, a slightly sadistic one as well. You knew it well and you craved to see that side of him come out for you more. Which is why you had no problem with him dragging you out of the club you'd been dancing in and fucking you in the dim, empty alleyway behind the club.
"Good for you babe, finally getting what you fucking wanted!" Jason dug his fingers into your ass cheeks as he used them to hold you up against the wall. "Pretty bold of you, entertaining those shitbags while I'm bringing you drinks. Thank fuck your pussy is right here for me otherwise I'd do a lot more then throw those drinks into their faces." Jason's pants were all the way down his legs, gathered up around his boots as he kept increasing his punishing pace.
You fisted your hands through his hair and pulled him closer, "You love fucking me like this. I know you do. And I... I need it hard tonight, please Jason."
"You could have asked like a normal person. But no you had to go and play as a fucktoy. In a club we frequent. You know damn well I'd give you anything. You will take anything, no, everything I have to give you as your punishment." He couldn't keep the possessive look off his face, couldn't stop his lips from clamming your lips, your throat, your shoulders, your collarbones, "Mine." He growled, "You're mine. This is mine. This sloppy, tight cunt is all mine. Those guys are lucky I even let them lay eyes on you."
"If I'm yours then you better prove it Jason." And he knew exactly how. Undeniable proof. Warm, thick cum pumping into your pussy, flowing down your thighs, staining your clothes, "Yes, mmn, more, you have more for me? I don't think I've learned my lesson yet." You clenched your pussy around him, trying to squeeze out as much cum as you could. He had much more to give, more then you can take in fact. His cum will be staining his bike seat for sure by the time he's done laying his claim.
Step bro ! Leon?? He takes the opportunity to fuck the reader while their parents are out of town (+ The reader doesnât know Leon has strong feelings towards them)
here u go, sugar. It's hot Nd steamy Ńâ (â ăâ ăâ ăâ Ńâ )
Word count: 3.814k / Warnings: stepcest, dddne, mild dubcon at first.
Contents 18+: unprotected sex, missionary, he eats your pussy thru the damn panties, he got a big dick (canon), praising, clit-slap (?), creampie, risky sex.
Pairing: Stepbrother! Leon S. Kennedy X Fem! Reader.
Author note: writing got a little rusty.... but!!! i had fun writing this ďźďźžÎ˝ďźžďźstepbro leon is 2 die 4. kudos to the anon who sent the idea of stepbro leon into my inbox. ilyyyyy đŠˇ
đĽď¸ MAIN MENU
đŹ MDNI. DARK CONTENT.
DO NOT COPY, TRANSLATE OR MODIFY ANY OF MY WORKS. ÂŠď¸ KENNEDYBABY
have you no idea that youâre in deep? i dreamt about you nearly every night this week. how many secrets can you keep?
You drive him insane. Literally. And itâs not even your fault, you were nothing but a sweetheart and Leon was nothing but a complete, degenerate mess when it comes to you.
You were the forbidden fruit that Leon desperately wanted to devour.
Thereâs a time when heâs left alone in his room after a long, exhausted day at work and all he could think about was you. It doesnât help how he always had to come home late due to his late-night patrols around the city and all he can hear within the thin walls was your muffled moans and the sound of your fingers squelching and pushing into your cunt. You didnât know about two things; One, Leon coming back home late because he always makes sure not to make too much noise when heâs downstairs. Two, Leon pressing his ear against the wall with his cock in his fist, furiously stroking up and down to the sound of your mewls. By the time you were done, all he can hear is the water running and splashing in the marbled sink of your bathroom as you washed your hands clean while he was reaching for tissues to wipe his semen off his sheets and abs.
It sort of become a daily routine for Leon. Itâs wrong, he knows, youâre his stepsister and the thoughts he had for you in mind were nowhere near appropriate for someone who he should consider as his little sister. But he canât just suppress the thoughts and feelings he had, the more he pushed aside, the more it grows and torments him, basically eating him alive. The fact that he lives under the same roof as you alone makes things harder for him, but he wasnât complaining. Not one bit.
Leon gets to see you, a lot. Heâd see you laying on your stomach with your shirt slightly ridden up on your back and your shorts hugging the curve of your ass, baby pink panties peeking thru its hem without you noticing it. And sometimes, his eyes would linger on you longer than he anticipated, his teeth biting the inside of his cheeks as his feet nervously tapped on the wooden flooring. Youâd bend down in front of him to pick up the spoon on the floor and his breath would hitch seeing the outline of your pussy strained against your shorts. You were none the wiser, oblivious to the way his eyes flittered on your body and your lips but never directly on your eyes.
Because if Leon did look you in the eyes, he would feel guilty for thinking about bending you over the kitchen counter and fuck you stupid when you genuinely wanted to know how his day went at work.
âLeon?â You softly call out his voice, knuckles knocking on the door of his bedroom before Leon rushed to answer you. The sweat on his forehead was quickly wiped with the back of his hand, and his breathing ragged as he adjusted himself. âYeah?â His voice was strained, exhausted from his work. âCan I come in?â Your fingers toyed with the steel doorknob, leaning your forehead lightly against his door. You heard the small âyeahâ before he opened it to you. Lips curling into a small smile, you looked up at him before you stepped inside his room. âWere you sleeping? I didnât mean to bother.â You said to him, sitting on the edge of his bed before you crossed your legs. âNo, no, I was just... Resting.â He replied, his eyes following your every move. Pushing the strands off your face, you tilt your head to the picture of you and him on his bedside.
âAw, you still kept this?â You hold up the photo frame at him, your thumb glided on the glass surface gently as you gaze at it. âWhy wouldnât I?â He shrugged before he takes a sit next to you on his bed, purposely grazing his fingers against your thighs as he bite back the urge to let out a content sigh.
âI was so cute back then,â Your lips slightly puckered out, pouting at the sight of your younger version in the picture. A warm spread throughout your chest, itâs nice to know Leon keeps this photo of you and himâ it makes you feel special. âYouâre still so cute now.â His compliment brings heat to your cheeks, your elbow finding their way to playfully nudge his ribs before a soft chuckle left past your lips when he nudged you back. âYouâre just saying that to make me feel better.â You rolled your eyes, placing back the picture frame on the table before you leaned back and lay on his bed with a small thud.
âMaybe I am, maybe Iâm not.â He grinned at you, laying back next to you before he take a deep breath. Heâd glanced at you, once, just one look on your face before he quickly avert his eyes away from you and glued them back on the ceiling. Leon knows he would end up staring at you, itâs a bad habit. He canât help it, just the way your eyes drowsily looked up to the ceiling, your lips slightly parted as your fingers cling to his pillow. He wondered if your fingers would cling to the meat of his thighs if he was fucking your throat, filling every corner of your mouth with his cock until hot tears streamed down your wet cheeksâ âThey didnât even tell me they were out of town.â The sound of your voice cutting thru the silence pause his thoughts before Leon tilts his head at you. âWhy? You wanna go out or something? Theyâre just out attending myâ our dadâs work party somewhere out of town in a hotel.â He stated.
âYeah, right, our dad. As if I wasnât just thinking about fucking my stepsister.â Leon thought to himself. God, heâs a sick, sick man.
âI know, Iâm just really bored. Thatâs why I came here.â You said to him, completely oblivious to the fact that his eyes practically gleamed at your w. Leon sits up on his bed, his fingers pushing back the strands of hair on his face before he turned to look at you, a small smirk dawns on his lips. âSo you come to me to have fun?â A small giggle left past your lips, the faint blush on your cheeks doesnât go unnoticed. âPlease, you make that sounds weird.â You shake your head, only to quickly shut down the fit of giggles you had when you feel his fingers brush against your thighs. Heat courses to your cheeks before a low hum emitted out of you, âWeird? I donât know what youâre implying.â Leon does, he does. Fuck, this was probably the most he could do to you, just stroking your thighs as his fingers grow higher and higher as the warmth of your cunt radiates against his skin. He swallowed thickly, his fingers lightly squeezing the fat of your thighs before he leaned down to you. âMaybe youâre the weird one.â
Your eyes slightly widened, fingers quickly latching on his wrist before you stopped him from going further. âLeon,â You made a pathetic attempt to sound stern when you called his name when in reality, your voice sounded more like a whine as if you wanted him to keep going. âWe canât.â You didnât say no, you would be lying to yourself if you didnât want this too. You lose count of how many nights you spent, staying up watching taboo porn under your blanket with your fingers desperately stuffing your cunt and trying to relieve the ache between your legs while having Leon at the back of your head. You lose count of how many times you muffled out his name into your pillow every time you climaxes around your fingers during the darkest hour. And now that, Leonâs hand is practically inches away from grazing against your pussy, all you could do is looked away from his piercing gaze as you clench your thighs around his wrist. âItâs wrong.â
But it doesnât mean neither he nor you wanted it less. Leon probably wanted it the most, his mind practically going haywire from how close your body is pressed to his.
âI can stop if you want, just say the word.â His voice was soft and you canât help but look back into his eyes, before you lay there, contemplating if you should just go for it. Either you do it now, where no oneâs home or never do it with him and to be honest, you would pick the first option in a heartbeat. âKeep going,â As soon as you let those words out, Leon leaned in to kiss you, his tongue pushing past your lips as explored every inch of your mouth. His hand resting on your cheek while the other is rubbing your clit thru your shorts with his index and middle fingers until thereâs a damp spot forming on the fabric. Pulling away from the kiss with a string of saliva connected on the tip of each other tongues. âYouâre so wet already,â He grinned, his face diving between the crook of your neck before he gently nibs your skin and sucked the fresh hickey he gives you on your neck.
âYou love getting your pussy played by big brother?â When did that innocent nickname you used to call him make you so flustered? The way it smoothly rolled off to the tip of his tongue and the way his voice slightly dropped an octave made it sound lewd. You hated how much it turns you on, your cunt dripping with your arousal just from his little teasing. âLeon, stop embarrassing me.â You huffed in slight annoyance at his teasing before you hide your heated face with his pillow which Leon was not too happy with. He quickly takes the pillow off your grasp and throws it behind him, âNo hiding, princess. Dâyou know how long I waited to do this?â Leon whispered to you, his lips kissing your jawline. âToo damn long.â He grumbled, pulling away from you before he kneels on the floor. His hands easily dragged you to the edge of his bed before he parted your thighs. âAll I can think about is fucking you stupid, do you know how much that tortures me knowing I canât?â He groans, his fingers were quick to slip the shorts off your legs and let them fall to the carpeted floor.
Leon couldnât be bothered to take off your panties, instantly latching his lips on your clit thru your panties as he vigorously sucks on it with sheer fervour. The suddenness illicit a sharp gasp past your lips, your elbows and heels digging into his mattress as you watched his mouth clung to the bundle of nerves like no tomorrow with your thighs clamping around his head. âShit, Leon...â You curse under your breath, head thrown back as he slurped every drop of you thru the thin undergarment. A soft moan croaks out of you as Leon finally pushed aside your panties, his tongue flattened before he dragged a long line on your pussy. âTaste so fucking good,â He can feel his cock straining in his pants, causing some discomfort but that was the last thing he care about, not when he was nose-deep into his stepsisterâs sweet cunt. He could care less about anything when his mind is fixated on the way you rolled your hips and rides his tongue, smothering him before he pulled away for air.
âYouâre so needy, baby.â Leon littered kisses on your inner thighs, the tip of his tongue flicking your clit causing your hips to jerk forward. His forearms push your hips down to the bed before he lightly slapped your clit and chuckles when you wince from the slight pain. âDonât do that.â You whine, biting your lower lip back as you let yourself relish back into the pleasure when he kisses your clit, giving it a little suck and pulling away with a small pop. âI know, baby. Just wants you to stay still.â He said to you softly, his eyes shifting up to lock eyes with you. He loves the way your eyes tear up, your cheeks growing hot as your fingers cling to the bedsheets. He loves prodding his tongue into your warm hole while his thumb rubs your sensitive clit until you throw your head back into the pillow with your back arching into his tongue. âIâll stay still,â Itâs surprising how you can still talk properly despite being so high from the pleasure heâs giving you. A dribble of spit already starts dripping at the corner of your mouth, your eyes rolled to the back of your head each time Leon flattened his tongue and dragged it slowly on your dripping cunt until your body shuddered in pleasure.
Your fingers interlocked with his brown hair, tugging and pulling him closer as you slowly reached your climaxes. He didnât mind, he like the feeling of your nails slightly digging into his scalp while you desperately chases your high. God, Leon probably wonât even mind if his head is bleeding from how hard you're tugging onto him if it meant having the chance to get a taste of your pussy and your soft thighs wrapped around his head. A strained scream sputtered out of your throat when you finally come undone in his mouth, your hips stuttering into his lips as Leon licks every drop of your juices and drank it down with a content grin. His hand reached down to his pants as he palmed his throbbing cock thru his pants, his fingers rubbing up and down on the outline of his shaft before he stands up from his knees. Leon pulled down his shorts until they slipped off his legs leaving him in his black boxer. The bed shifted as his knees digs into the cushion of his mattress.
âWant your cock,â Your words were slurred but you manage to whisper the words into his ears when he gets on top of you. You bring your fingers crawled up and cupped his face before you pulled him into a sloppy kiss, letting his teeth clashes against yours without a care in the world as his hands grip your waist. âYeah? Beg for it.â He pulled away from the kiss, his blue eyes back into yours as you tucked your bottom lip under your teeth. Itâs clear he wonât give you what you wanted until you actually say it to his face. A heavy sigh left your swollen lips, âPlease, I need you inside of me. Fuck..." You paused, nuzzling your face to hide your warm cheeks into his neck before you continues, âFuck your stepsister.â Leon grinned at your words, his lips leaving a small kiss on your collarbone before he pulled away to push down his boxer. âYou got it, baby.â
Your eyes watered up as you mumbled a low curse when you feel the tip of his cock pushed into your cunt. It brings immediate weight to your chest as your breathing grows ragged, a part of you still refuses to believe this was happeningâ youâre fucking your stepbrother, allowing his fingers to gently pinch your hardened nipples while he buries his cock inch by inch. Your fingers quickly pressed against his chest, stopping him immediately as Leon shoot you a concerned look, his hand coming up to rest on your cheek.
âYou okay?â He whispered to you when you let out a small wince, eyebrows knitted together before you looked down to where the two of you were connected. âIt wonât fit, Leon.â You croak out a small cry, heâs stretching you apart and heâs not even all the way in. âIt will, princess, just... Iâll take it slow, okay? Itâs going to be okay.â Leon smiled after you weakly nodded your head to his assurance, your arms trails up to wrap around his neck before he slowly pushed himself inside of you. A low moan guttered out of his throat once he finally sheathed himself fully inside of your tight, sopping cunt. Cold sweats run down his forehead and body as he takes in every little noise you made underneath him.
He stayed in your arms for a few seconds before he retracts to prop up the back of your knee with his hand. Leon stared down at the way his cock formed a small bump on your pelvis before he moved his hips slowly, the pad of his thumb rubs your skin in a circular motion. âYouâre taking me so well, baby,â Leon said to you in a hushed tone, his head slightly thrown back before he gulped down to the feeling of your inner walls pulsating around his cock. Leon averted his eyes from the ceiling back to your body, staring at the way your shirt pushed up over your chest, your fingers keeping your panties aside as he pushes himself in and out of your cunt at a slow, consistent pace. âFuck, you feel so good.â He moaned eyes shutter tight before he exhaled a sharp breath. âGod, youâre clinging to me,â Leon let out a soft chuckle, his lips finding their way to peck on your swollen ones. âCanât help it... Youâre too big. Sâall your fault.â You mumbled, eyes dazedly looking up to him as drops of his sweat drips down to your body.
âI know, baby. Itâs all my fault.â He cooed to you, his lips coming in contact with your forehead as he leaves a kiss. You didnât even realise he had picked up his pace, his hips rocking back and forth faster than before as his balls slaps on your ass, filling the room with nothing but the sound of skin slapping and your wanton moans. âYouâre taking it so well though, you love getting fucked by your big brother?â You hummed to his question, âMhm, love gettinâ fucked by you.â You breathed out. Leon can feel his cock throb inside of you, the grip at the back of your knee tightening as his knuckles gradually whitened. The bedframe rocked back and forth, scratching the blue paint off his wall into straight, white lines as it squeaks under the weight of the two of you. You tried so hard not to glance at the picture of Leon and you on his bedside, almost staring back at the both of you with nothing but utter shame.
The two of you had crossed the line you knew you canât back out from. Not that Leon cared, every logic in his head was thrown out of the window the second you told him to keep going.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, the way you digs your nails into his shoulders made his breath stagger. The friction between both yours and his body sends your mind into a frenzy that you almost, almost, made you miss the sound of the front door being unlocked and the sound of your parents happily chatting downstairs. âFuck,â That was all Leon had to say to put a small pause on what he was doing, his forehead leaned against your shoulder as he bit his bottom lips back. He stayed silent for a few seconds before he rocks his hips back, taking you by surprise, âLeon, we shouldâ" You parted your lips to speak only for his hand to go over your mouth, âJust be quiet. Be a good girl for me, yeah?" He says. You nodded, letting his hand press against your lips, your eyes shooting wide when his thrusts became more and more fervent as you wrapped your legs around his waist tightly.
Leaning your head back into his pillow, he took the advantage to leave marks all over your neck, nipping your soft skin until it turns into a slightly darker shade from your skin. Leon moves up to your face, giving you a small peck on the lips thru his hand before he let out a low chuckle. Removing his hand from the back of your knees to hold onto your waist while his other hand is over your lips, you can feel heâs getting faster and faster. Leon can feel it, he was getting so close and he can feel you were too with the way your inner walls tightened up around him, sucking him in deeper and deeper as the squelching sounds fills the room. âCan I cum in you, princess? Please, can I?â He begs, keeping his tone hushed as he whispered into your ear, sending the back of your hair stand up.
You frantically nodded, muffling out a small high-pitched âyeahâ to him before you glanced at the way his cock pushing in and out of you, glistening with your arousals under his bed lamp as Leon pushed his hips towards you, burying his cock deeper into a rougher pace. A choked scream left your lips when the orgasm comes washing over your body as you shut your eyes close, the grip around his shoulders tightening before your body falls limp under him. A sharp breath left his lips when he feels you finish around him before he quickly did the same, shooting his cum deep inside of you before he removed the hand over your mouth and pressed it against his bed to support himself. His muscles flexed as you watched his cock throb inside of you, spilling his warm seeds into your sensitive cunt before he pulls out from you with a groan. When he finally rides off his high, Leon looked down at the way your panties were scrunched up to the side as they pressed against your inner thighâ he was so eager to fuck you he didnât even bother to take off your panties. Not that heâs complaining, it keeping his cum from spilling out of you.
âFuck, baby..." Leon breathed out, a strained laugh falls past his lips before he leaned in to kiss you on the lips and pulled away afterwards. He stared back into your half-lidded stare, your chest heaved as you catches up with your breath. Your lips curled into a small smile when Leon brush the strand of hair off your face, âYou should probably go back to your room, princess." He suggested, helping you sit up on his bed. His fingers played with the strap of your panties before he looked back at you, the corner of his lips curled into a playful smirk.
âKeep this on. I want you to go to bed with my cum inside of you. â
Sorry 4 being gone. I was goin down a spiral where I addictively talks to dc/marvel characters on c.ai. I am back. The stepbro leon is done. Just need a few grammars check up here Nd there and she's ready.
