I’ve been delving a bit into writing as of late so figured I’d make a masterpost since this blog is kind of a hodge podge XD
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I tend to float around fandoms a lot, but my reposts show whatever I’m currently into. But my inbox is always open for idea sharing and prompts! I can’t promise I’ll get to everything, but I’ll keep things open!!
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VICTOR GIDEON X READER
Victor Gideon’s New Lab Rat
AFAB patient reader
You sign up for a paid medical study…..to get a dose of Vitamin T administered by Dr. Victor Gideon. Who, notices some unusual side effects and decides to do some x-rated assessments on you.
4 chapters / 10.6k words
Draw Me In
AFAB patient reader
You’re chronically ill and visit Dr. Victor Gideon for some routine blood work. You’re used to never ending fatigue and dismissive doctors. You haven’t felt alive until receiving some unorthodox treatment from Dr. Gideon….
1 chapter / 5.8k words
MRI Scans and Body Worship
Gender neutral patient reader
After being admitted to Rhodes for body dysmorphia, your MRI technician, Dr. Victor Gideon, shows you how beautiful you truly are.
1 chapter / 5.7k words
Coax You to Stay
Gender neutral patient reader
After moving out of your sheltered home and starting a new job in Raccoon City, an accidental fall lands you under questionable care at Rhodes Hill Hospital. After many attempts to escape, the nurses are forced to bring Victor Gideon in to calm you down, convincing you to endure their questionable care.
1 chapter / 8k words
Shed the Weight for Me
gender neutral reader
Due to his snakelike form, Victor Gideon struggles with monthly skin shedding. This time, his lovely spouse helps bathe him to ease his body
1 chapter / 3.4k words
Addicted to You
AFAB patient reader
Victor Gideon has full reign over your IV, and edges you via drugs
1 chapter / 1.5k words
CHRIS REDFIELD X READER
Help Me Take Care of You
Firstborn daughter reader
Chris comes home after a failed, tragic mission. It’s hard for him to ask for help dealing with his emotions. All he really wants is to be reminded that he can make at least one person feel happy and safe: his loving girlfriend.
1 chapter / 5k words
Aftercare with Chris Redfield
AFAB reader
Chris fucked you too hard and now you’re feeling crampy. So, he indulges you with the most heavenly aftercare to make you feel better.
1 chapter / 1.8k words
LEON KENNEDY X READER
Let your Guard (Dog) Down
Rookie Leon/fem reader
Leon has been stressed taking care of people 24/7 at work. You, his girlfriend, want to pamper him, but know he’s too selfless to agree to it outright. So, you suggest to try pet play…..hoping it will ease him into submission.
1 chapter / 5.4k words
GRACE ASHCROFT X READER
Innocent and Overworked, Ma Chérie
AFAB reader
You catch your girlfriend, Grace Ashcroft, forced by her bosses to work through her lunch break. Maybe you can train her to take better care of herself: rewarding her through sex with each cherry you feed her.
Cis guy who's having soooo much fun with his Trans boy toys changing body. Cis guy who starts noticing bottom growth and can't stop talking about it and touching it. "Woah it's really like a little dick! It's so cute on you. I can even jerk it off now! Oh you like that don't you, feels right doesn't it. God I've been waiting for the day I can jerk you off. It even gets hard and twitchy like mine does. Let me rub our dicks together please it'll be so hot. Fuuuuck it feels good do you like that. What you've always wanted? Yeah I know baby your so sensitive. I remember puberty, anything on my dick made me feel like I was gonna explode. I bet your even more horny all the time now with this thing. Do you get morning woods too? Fuck I might have to keep you over tonight so I can see it myself. I can even see the veins on it fuck that's hot. I need to suck you off I bet you taste so good right now ....mmm fuck yes....your moans have gotten so deep and hot holy fuck I'm gonna suck the life out of you"
"Your clit? Come on. You're a man. That's a cock. I don't care what size it is, it's a fuckin' dick. Y'know what, maybe I should suck it. You gotta ask for it though. Say "suck my cock." Attaboy."
Since reptiles calm down when something is covering their face, maybe the same could he applied to Victor Gideon? Final battle and Grace throws a jacket over Victor's head. His mutation and injuries make the sudden darkness more of a drug to his exhausted mind and body, so he just stops his ranting and lays down. The humans hear snoring a moment later and Leon gets the chillest boss fight of his entire life: Just sitting there keeping an eye on the mad scientist menace until Chris arrives.
stop does this mean that the goggles could lowk be self soothing to him?? Like yeah he needs them to see but I wonder if that’s why they cover his whole forehead instead of just building a set of glasses….
Just finished playing Resident Evil Revelations, and you’re telling me they could fake out deaths of every side character……but let Piers stay dead in 6?? Yeah, ok.
Victor Gideon fans I want your input on this as well...
But this is my reasoning on why there is a large amount of people who find him incredibly attractive
He is very attentive
I know he truly has a hard time seeing with the stuff going on with his eyes, but from all the videos i've watched, he always seems to be watching and analyzing everything.
Being seen without judged, everybody's dream
I'll say that the whole thing about him stalking grace is a massive turn on for a lot of you (me included)
He'd know every private thing about you.
Watching from afar as you fought with your family, what stores you shop at, which perfume you buy.
Which celebrities you idolize,
he'd probably find your tumblr account babe
Watch you through you window as you sleep, got ready, undressed in front of the window
Memorize how and when you..... well... haha.
he'd get very jealous
2. Size difference.
Whether you're 6ft or 5ft, he is still gigantic compared to you. Size can be symbolic for a lot of things, including safety, control, feeling less insecure, which is talked about more in #3
Its often that we see people taller than us with more control, mostly stemming from childhood
As we get older, that controlling figure slowly drifts out of our life, or becomes unstable, and we are now forced to do things on our own. We want someone who can fill that gap and help us out
(pun not intended)
Someone who makes us feel small, but still respected.
Daddy issues am i right?
It also applies in the bedroom. Being towered over, held down, and you know with a bigger frame comes a bigger...
3. He's hella ugly
You might be asking, 'how can that be a turn on?'
Well my friend, do you ever see someone you do think is very attractive, perfect everything, and you think: 'God they're hot but i'd never do anything with them..'
Why not? They might find you attractive, you could be their dream partner! But no, thats not how that works
There is a lot of insecurity that I know is hiding deep beneath you, darling
The pressure to look good all the time, to shave, have perfect posture, there's a lot that our mind subconsciously makes us think we have to do to be with someone conventionally attractive.
Society heavily implies that people can only be with others that have the same level of attractivness
Anyways, he is as ugly as ugly can be so... sorry guys
However, with an ugly man, comes with the ability to be yourself. You can never be seen as ugly coming from a man with cracked and scarred white skin, red and yellow eyes, snake tounge, huge ass forehead..
You think you stink? He stinks 50x as much as you
He'd think you're perfect... except maybe your taste in fashion. You could never compare
4. Strength
As we've all seen in many clips of Resident evil, he is a very strong man, physically and mentally. It all ties back to our sense of security.
In the end, I truly believe that we are all just looking for someone who we can be ourselves with. Someone who we can break down in front of without worrying they'll take it personally, or find an excuse to walk away.
For the ladies, having a man to walk along side of you while you're wearing something revealing, knowing that no one would dare say anything, if so they might end up dead.
Not having to worry about your own weight or strength, for you know very well he could throw you around with one hand.
5. Rich as hell
'Signs of recession' Haha
Um yeah, that kinda all i got to say about this one. Most of us are broke as hell right now, having someone who could pay the rent would be very nice
6. Numerous amount of kinks
I can't and don't really want to get into them all, but there are a lot of kinks in which he can apply to.
Monster fuxker, medplay, cnc, etc..
7. Voice.
Yes.
despite his big figure, he has such a gentle voice and vocablulary. But, as we all saw, he can get rough and rowdy.
The common trope, 'hates everyone but loves you.'
Um yeah give that to me immediately
I have very deep respect for those who like Victor Gideon romantically. It tells me a lot about you, and ironically gives me hope for the world
Like wdym there are celebrities starving themselves and getting insane amounts of botox just to be seen as attractive, and you fell for this hunky big foreheaded stinky snake dude who kills people?
hell yeah man fuck beauty standards, get that snake dick
I see some people in comment sections arguing, 'How? He's so ugly..' etc. Well you're right, but the truth is that it doesn't matter what someone looks like. I'd date a rock if it had a better personality than you.
I’m also going to add how unapologetic he is!! The man is PASSIONATE and if he cares about something, he sees it through to the end. Even if it can get a bit drastic (ex. stalking and kidnapping Grace). He’s not afraid to rant and get excited about his studies.
At least looking at his fashion sense, he’s kinda quirky. I mean, what kind of doctor pulls up in biker gear, snakeskin, and hella leather?? Victor’s a surgeon, he very well could’ve given himself plastic surgery to cover his scarring and scales. But he doesn’t. He wears them with pride, kinda playing into the fact that people will view him differently.
As someone who grew up always feeling like an outsider and learning to lean into it, it’s incredibly comforting to see someone else in the same situation. (Although mine is probably being undiagnosed autistic until my early 20s instead of a giant snake hybrid man…..but I digress) I just always know I’ll be seen and understood when someone like Victor wears their heart and interests on their sleeve no matter what.
[Mommy scenes always end like this. With him worshipping your tits with his mouth, tongue lapping feverishly until he calms down. He says it helps to ground him and get him back to his senses.
Or at least that's how it usually goes.]
"Mommy, please! I-I'm gonna die, fuck, just touch me already!" His hips jerk up instinctively, handcuffs rattling against the bedframe above his head.
"Honey, stop whining like a little bitch and stay put. You'll get what mommy gives you," you sigh as you answer exasperated, unfazed by his desperate pleas.
"You're so mean, mommy, please... I've been so good."
Tears prick his eyes, and it takes you a moment to realize once again just how lucky you are to have ended up as the wife of Leon S. Kennedy.
You would've never thought he'd be interested in you, let alone date you and marry you. And yet, here you are now with the man, the myth, the legend himself, all at your mercy.
It's sweet, really, how he could snap your neck faster than you can blink, and yet he lets you do this to him. He even pretends he can't get out of those handcuffs, as if he wouldn't break the bedframe apart to free himself if this was a different situation.
But with you, it's not even a question. Leon loves this. He loves letting go, letting loose, and getting freaky with you. It's his favorite way of de-stressing. And he's not picky either, he'd just about fuck you any way you'd let him. He likes any position, any pace—slow, fast, hard, gentle, likes being your daddy, likes you being his mommy. He'll take pretty much anything you give him. Well... So long as you're not being too cruel.
Which, in this moment, you most definitely are considering he's been cuffed for the past hour. Cock leaking, while watching you cum with the help of a vibrator as you say everything that you know riles him up. You haven't even touched him once.
It's unfair.
"Are you crying, baby?" you whisper softly as you set the wand aside, reaching to wipe at the corners of his wet eyes with your thumb.
"No," he grumbles, because that would be too big of a defeat to admit.
He rarely cries, not with all the shit he's been through. And yet, in moments like these it's like his brain melts and all traces of his usual self are replaced by a pathetic whiny little slut, made just for you.
"Are you upset?" you tease, booping his nose.
"No, just... Just touch me already, damn it," Leon whimpers, hips jerking again, cock bobbing uselessly.
You watch him for a moment, taking in the pathetic state he's in with his straining muscles and glossy eyes. It's the biggest power trip there ever was.
Finally, you take pity on him—or maybe you just really do want to touch him—and you reach a hand to wrap around the base of his poor, neglected dick.
Leon's reaction is instantaneous. He hisses, thrusting up in your grip. "Shit!" The handcuffs rattle again loudly.
His fat cock is glistening with so much precum that the glide of your hand is easy without the need of lube or spit.
But you still like spitting on him. So you do.
"Oh, fuck, mommy..." he whines, watching, hearing, feeling the crude act as sweat drips down his temples.
You speed up the pace of your wrist—no mercy—and you watch as he positively loses his mind from the whiplash of being denied touch for so long, just to have his dick stroked so fast your hand is almost a blur.
His whines grow louder, his heels dig into the mattress, his balls tighten and it's clear: he is definitely close.
"Aw, honey... You're gonna cum already? How sweet," you coo, leaning closer to place a chaste kiss on his cheek as if you are not in the midst of jerking the soul out of his body.
"Fuck, mommy, fuck... Ngh..." he sobs feebly and cums. Hard. Hot semen spurts all over your hand, his stomach, and even a bit on the sheets.
You giggle, finding his post orgasmic state so cute as you watch him pant like he's just been through hell and back, and in a way, he kind of has.
Being edged for so long is not for the weak.
You lean in to kiss his parted lips. "Good boy, Leon," you smile mischievously and he whimpers. The sound is so small and pitiful coming from the strong man it feels dissonant.
"Can you hold me now? Please..." He looks up at you with his beautiful eyes and pouty lips, and honestly, it's unfair how pretty he looks in this state. When you're on the receiving end of such 'treatment', you're not nearly as glorious looking, though he'd disagree.
"Of course, sweetheart. Let me remove these cuffs."
You wipe your hand in a towel before you reach for the small key on the nightstand and make a quick job of freeing him from the metal restraints.
And to think he was the one that first taught you how to use these.
Leon sighs, lowering his arms to immediately wrap them around you. He doesn't ask for permission before suddenly flipping you on your back with his head buried in your chest. Perks of being built like a tank.
"Are you okay, honey?" your murmur the question softly as you hold him against you, caressing the muscles on his broad back.
"Yeah... But you were being a little cruel," he mutters against your skin. He rests his forehead between your breasts before lifting his head to look up at you with pleading eyes. "Can I soothe, mommy? Please?"
You huff in amusement, brushing his sweat soaked hair back and getting a rare glimpse of his forehead.
"Is that what my baby needs?" you smirk teasingly.
He nods eagerly in response. "Yes, mommy, I just need to suck on your pretty tits. Just to feel better, please."
Your smirk widens, feigning contemplation for a moment—just because you can—before finally nodding. "Alright, fine, you can soothe on mommy."
Leon doesn't need to be told twice before his lips attach to your left nipple, suckling like his life depends on it.
Mommy scenes always end like this. With him worshipping your tits with his mouth, tongue lapping feverishly until he calms down. He says it helps to ground him and get him back to his senses.
Or at least that's how it usually goes.
This time, Leon seems to be way more eager, switching from one nipple to the other. Pinching the one he's not licking. Sucking harshly. Biting.
You let out a small yelp. "Easy, baby!" But all you get as an apology is a quick lick to soothe the sting before he's nibbling at you again.
"Stay still," he rasps against your skin, holding you a bit tighter as he continues his attack on your poor nipples.
"Th-that's enough, honey, I'm getting sore." You squirm in his grip, which prompts him to unwrap your shaky arms from around him, just to hold them against your sides. He then presses his heavy weight fully on top of you, rendering you completely immobile.
"I need this. You were being so mean to me... Be a good mommy and let your good boy soothe," he answers in an almost petulant tone.
He looks drunk on the sensation of your sensitive flesh in his mouth. He suckles with deep groans, going from one peak to the other in a drooly mess.
It goes on and on, until saliva is coating your breasts and making them glisten in the dim light. Whenever you try to move, he just bites at you like a territorial dog, holding your nipple between his teeth as he flicks it with his tongue repeatedly.
You're not sure how long he keeps you like this—immobilized and forced to take the torturous pleasure despite your protests. But what you do know is that your nipples are sore and puffy, and your cunt is so slick you can feel the slippery mess all over your inner thighs. Pressing said thighs together does nothing to help relieve the ache as he keeps you in place, his hardened length hot against your skin.
"L-Leon, you're being really bad," you whine, head thrashing, chest heaving as you continue to involuntarily squirm in his hold.
Leon, who had closed his eyes in contentment, pauses just to meet your gaze with a glare. "No, you are being a bad mommy. This is your job, you're supposed to take care of me. Especially after what you just put me through."
He then bites the flesh under your right breast, just to hear your breath hitch. "Plus, these are mine, it's the least I deserve for being so good."
You start trembling from the combination of denial and overstimulation, and his demeanor is giving you the biggest whiplash.
Who knew subs could get so sadistic?
"Please, b-baby, I can't..." you sob, warm tears spilling past your eyes as you reach your limit.
At the sound of your broken voice, Leon finally frees his mouth from your swollen nipple with a wet pop, eyes dark with want.
"Alright, mommy, I'll stop." He kisses your sternum and loosens his hold around you to lift some of his weight off your body.
You breathe shakily as your abused tits finally catch a break, and you're ready to call it a night despite your soaking, needy pussy. Because there's only so much mean Leon you can handle at a time.
But he, of course, has other plans in mind.
Big strong hands spread your thighs effortlessly as he slots himself between your legs. His glistening tip ruts harshly against your neglected clit, making you jolt with a loud gasp.
"Made me watch for an hour while you played with this little clit, mommy. All just for a handjob? That's not very nice," he grunts, swatting your hands away when you try to push at his chest.
"S-slow down!" you cry out pathetically, the sudden rough stimulation to your bundle of nerves feeling like a jolt of electricity.
Leon completely ignores your plea, bowing his head down to watch how his fat cockhead spreads your folds to rub your swollen clit, smearing your slick all over your sensitive skin.
"Look, mommy, your pretty cunt's dripping everywhere. You're making a mess. But that's okay, your good boy'll take care of it."
And with that, he shifts down to encircle his arms around your thighs, locking you in place before diving tongue first into your needy pussy.
You sob, hands fisted in the sheets as he licks up your slit, from your drippy hole to your swollen bud. "You know, you've been so mean to me, I'm not sure you even deserve this."
He punctuates his words with a gentle bite at your clit, making you jerk. "Fuck! Leon!"
"What? I'm eating your pussy, aren't you happy?" he teases.
"Y-yeah, but you're doing t-too much, it hurts!" you whine pathetically, looking down to meet his ice blues.
"Hm. Sounds like you're not appreciating my kind efforts."
He sucks your clit into his mouth as retaliation, while his tongue laps at the hyper sensitive nub, making you choke on your own breath as you feel yourself close to losing it. Your hands fly to grip his hair, in hopes of pushing his face away, or maybe keeping him close, you're not sure.
But before you can decide on either, another suck of his pouty lips sends you crashing into a sudden, and yet long awaited orgasm. It has you screaming so loud you're certain the neighbors will hear.
Leon keeps his eyes on your face the whole time, pulling away just enough to rasp against your skin. "Say i'm a good boy."
You're still catching your breath, thighs trembling around his head and mind so hazy that you don't register his words.
A sharp slap to your oversensitive clit jolts you back into focus.
"Say I'm a good boy, mommy," he repeats with a glare, voice firm.
"Y-you're a good boy!" you exclaim quickly, hoping he'll ease up on you.
He cups your pussy condescendingly with a little grin. "Good mommy."
Then, Leon crawls over your body just to crash his mouth into yours, swallowing your whimpers as he slots himself back between your legs.
"Will you let me fuck your sweet cunt, mommy? Pretty please?" he whispers against your lips, making your head spin as you try to adjust to his change of tone yet again.
"U-uh, yeah... But only if you're gentle." You swallow hard, hands sliding up to grip his upper arms, though they barely cover half the circumference of his biceps.
Leon chuckles darkly, kissing your forehead before murmuring, "when am i ever not gentle? You just said I'm a good boy... It's just that sometimes you make me so mad, mommy, I can't help myself."
He doesn't wait for your answer before he guides the tip of his leaking cock into your slick hole, keeping his eyes locked on your face as he drives in the first inch, watching you gasp at the stretch.
You're more than wet enough for him, but a little fingering would certainly make things easier.
You're not afforded that luxury tonight.
With a mean smile, he buries himself to the hilt, feeling your cunt flutter as it stretches impossibly to accommodate him.
"Holy—" You can't even finish your sentence, your face contorting in pleasure-pain as the air is knocked out of your lungs.
"Sorry, must've slipped," he grins like the sadistic asshole that he is.
You glare at him, ready to chastise him for not keeping his promise, when he pulls out almost completely before slamming right back in. You feel him so deep your hips jerk back subconsciously.
"You wanted to say something?" he snickers, grinding his hips so you can feel his cockhead torturously gyrating against your cervix.
"F-fuck, Leon, you're like—in my fucking womb!" you sob, head thrashing back.
"Yeah? Good. It's about time we make you a real mommy, anyway. I'll keep you just like this until I shoot my load into that empty little womb and breed your tight pussy properly."
He keeps a slow, yet hard pace, making you jolt with each mean thrust of his hips, the mix of pleasure and pain creating a paralyzing cocktail of sensations.
With his pelvis hitting and grinding against your clit, it only serves to make your mind grow even more hazy as you feel yourself approach another climax.
"Mommy, your cute little cunt's gripping me so tight, are you getting close again already?" He tilts his head in the picture of mock innocence, the muscles in his arms flexing with each rut of his hips, hands planted on the mattress on either side of you.
You nod in response, nails digging into his biceps as you moan weakly. "S-so close."
Leon grins smugly at that and reaches a hand between your bodies to rub expertly at your puffy clit. It doesn't take him long to send you over the edge of no return once again. Your pussy pulses around him repeatedly and your eyes roll back, stars swimming in your vision while loud whines escape your lips.
"Good mommy," he coos, leaning down to kiss your cheek before he pulls back away. "Again," he smiles sweetly as if you're not barely recovering from all your senses crashing down on you.
"C-can't, baby. I need a break," you pant, breathless.
He rests his forehead against yours, his sweet smile widening. "Again."
You want to protest but his fingers are already rubbing your clit again, pinching the bundle of nerves sadistically whenever you try to get a word out.
"Don't talk... Just do this for me, yeah? It'll make me so happy to feel your cute pussy pulsing around my dick again. So you'll do it, because you want to make your good boy happy... Right?"
You sob, tears wetting your lashes as you hesitate to answer when he suddenly slaps your mound again, the skin jiggling from the force.
"Say it. Say you'll cum for me again, mommy."
You sob and nod weakly. "I-I'll cum... Just for you."
Happy with your broken answer he kisses your whiny mouth while massaging your clit, just the way he knows gets you going.
He could do this blindfolded. Hell, he's done that before.
"Then cum for me. Soak my cock just like I know you can."
His stroking fingers, coupled with the incessant hard, and steady fucking of his cock inside your tight cunt, plus his tongue inside your wet mouth, catapult you yet again through the gates of heaven. This time, you're positive you've reached your absolute limit.
As you tremble and pant under him, slowly coming down from the high, he cups your face with slick fingers to deepen the kiss, swallowing every single breath and sound slipping past your lips.
"There you go... Such a perfect mommy, creaming my cock on command like she's built for it. No one could ever make me this happy. I love you so much," he murmurs.
"I love you too... S-so much..." you answer in a weak whisper.
His smiles at that, so sincere, so loving, his eyes fill with so much adoration you almost forget his cock is still splitting you open.
Almost.
"My turn," he smiles with one last peck to your lips.
Then, he lifts your now jello-like legs to hook them over his shoulders, and bears down his weight fully on top of you in a cruel mating press that has you sobbing at the new found depth.
"Don't start complaining again, now. I'm not done just yet," he chuckles before slowly picking up pace. He spears your walls faster with each thrust, his balls slapping obscenely against your ass.
It's almost like an out of body experience, feeling him abuse your sore pussy, your legs dangling in the air and your arms weak at your sides while he gyrates deep inside of you.
After a while, his hands slip under you to grip the meat of your ass to allow himself to somehow fuck you even deeper, his fingers digging into your flesh bruisingly.
You must look like those ridiculous hentai ahegao faces at this point. Because you're pretty sure you're going cross eyed from staring up at him with glossy eyes, watching him grunt and moan as he fucks you relentlessly. You notice him bowing his head down every few thrusts just to see where he's splitting you in half.
Your words are growing incoherent, babbling like an idiot. "S'deep... Can f-feel you s-so deep, daddy..."
Leon laughs, a sharp, breathless sound as he pauses his movements for a second, just to shake his head fondly before continuing his cruel fucking.
"Daddy?" he mocks. "I thought I was supposed to be your good boy tonight. Did I pound your little cunt so hard I fucked you into subspace, mommy?" he tsks in mock disappointment. "Oh, well, it doesn't make much of a difference now, does it? I'll still breed this fat little pussy either way, fill her up to the brim with my cum and give her all my babies. We'll make you the cutest little mommy wife in the world."
He punctuates his words with a sharp thrust that makes you cry, coupled with a loud kiss to your cheek and an obnoxious 'mwah' sound. As if this was a sweet moment and not him actively rearranging your insides.
"Mommy wife..." you repeat, weak, incoherent, stupid. "Y-yeah... Wanna be your mommy wife... P-please."
"There's no need to beg, it's happening either way," he chuckles darkly, his pace growing more and more erratic as he nears the edge. "Gonna pump you so fucking full you taste it. Gonna pound that little cervix until it bruises, until you feel me in your fucking soul. You'll have my babies. Mine. Just mine. My wife. My mommy."
You can't do much except moan, and whine, and sob in response. Your legs have gone numb from being folded in half, your clit swollen from the incessant hammering of his pelvis.
But that's not enough for Leon.
He presses his forehead against yours roughly. "Say I'm your good boy again," he grunts, thrusts stuttering.
"Y-you're my... Ngh... G-good boy," you manage to whimper semi-intelligibly.
You know you're done for when you feel yourself start to cum again from his violent love-making, because you're not making it out of this one unscathed.
As soon as your orgasm hits, you feel immediately lightheaded. It feels like all the blood in your head rushes down to your pulsating cunt, and soon enough, your vision blurs and you find yourself slipping into unconsciousness.
The sight of you passed out under him while his throbbing cock still pummels you into the mattress makes him instantly reach his peak. It's not like this hasn't happened before. It occasionally occurs when you cum too many times back to back and don't keep yourself hydrated well enough. You're typically out for about ten to twenty seconds before you wake back up.
And fuck, if it doesn't drive him absolutely insane every single time.
His cock pulses hot, thick spurts of cum directly into the opening of your womb through a few final slams of his hips. Deep, guttural groans leave his throat as he scrunches his eyebrows in bliss.
"F-fuck! Look at you. Sleeping fucking beauty over here... So fucking perfect, holy shit—"
He ruts hard one last time, emptying every last drop inside of you. "Yeah, take it... Good fucking mommy... Holy fuck," he rasps before finally halting his movements, panting hard against your chest.
Your eyelids flutter open as you drift back into awareness, confusion quickly subsiding when you find yourself in the very familiar situation.
"Leon..." you whisper, curling your toes in an effort to revive your numb legs that are still hooked over his shoulders.
He lifts his head at the sound of your voice, smiling lazily. He's nearly as fucked out as you with his flushed cheeks and sweaty hair, and yet somehow still looks like an absolute masterpiece.
"Hey... You back with me, baby?" he asks softly, amused. He then carefully pulls out, hissing slightly at the feeling, before he lets your legs fall back on the mattress.
You sigh heavily, breathing better now that you're in a relaxed position. "You finished without me..." you pout, rolling onto your side and stretching your legs. The feel of his cum leaking out of your used hole making you shiver lightly. "Again."
He chuckles, finding your grumpy attitude adorable in your disheveled condition. He lays down beside you to pull you onto his side, gently laying your head on his broad chest, his pecs serving as the perfect set of pillows.
"You know what that does to me, sweetheart. I wouldn't be able to stop if I tried."
You huff in amusement at his excuses, tilting your head to look up at him. "You know I like to feel it when you cum inside me," you pout even more.
His playful smile widens. "Maybe drink more water next time, babe." He leans to kiss your temple, only to pull back with a mischievous smirk on his face. "Or..."
You narrow your eyes in suspicion. "Or?"
"Or give me about 15 minutes and you'll be awake to feel it this time," he grins, a boyish grin painting his perfect face.
"Yeah, no, not happening. I'm closing up shop for tonight," you scoff, burying your face in his neck. You feel exhaustion steadily take over your body.
He chuckles softly and pulls you even closer, tightening his strong grip around you. "Okay, mommy."
You swat his chest with huff at the nickname. "Oh, shut up."
He laughs again, louder this time before hooking a finger under your chin to tilt your face up to look at him. "I am your good boy, though, right?"
You can't help but giggle, squeezing his waist fondly. "Unfortunately, you are."
and what if I said I thought Wesker was ace? He isn’t against sex, but only uses it to gain power over others. If anything, Chris is the only one that falters him; Wesker turned on at the sight of Chris trembling underneath his hold
