Date Night with Leon
RE9 Husband Leon x Fem Wife Reader (SMUT!!)
Synopsis: It had been a while since the last time you and Leon could go on a nice date, so he treated you to one as soon as he could. His wife deserves nothing but the best after all. ;)
CW: age-gap, (reader is 35, Leon is 51) established relationship and marriage, (since reader was 20 and Leon was 36) reader is AFAB, cursing, brief mentions of alcohol, fluff w/ smut, name calling, oral, (f! Receiving) car sex, p in v, potential grammar/spelling errors
A/N: After the biggest plague of writer’s block I’ve ever had, I think I can happily say I have something worth posting! So excited for the new game to come out that I’m literally counting down the days. I hope you all enjoy!
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You could hardly contain the excitement coursing through you as you finished getting ready, adding the final touches to your makeup, fixing your hair just the way you wanted it, then applying your favorite perfume. It isn’t often that you get to go on dates with Leon, so on the rare occasion that the fates, or rather your work schedules aligned for once, you never hesitate go all out for it.
You smiled contentedly as you looked at your reflection in the mirror, finding him standing in the doorway to the bathroom, watching you with an admiring gaze as you finished getting ready. A whistle left his lips at the sight of you. “Not excited for tonight at all, are you?” He asked playfully, a soft grin resting on his lips as his eyes lovingly scanned up and down your body, taking in how good you looked in the dress that currently clung to your frame. You gave a soft giggle in response. “Nope, not at all. What ever would give you that impression?” you quipped in return, looking at him from over your shoulder with a playful grin of your own as you put a pair of earrings in.
His tall frame leaned against the doorway, watching you as you smoothed out any wrinkles or ridges in your dress from leaning over your sink to get close enough to the mirror. His baby blue eyes almost piercing straight through you in a way that made you remember the first night you met, how he had the same look in his eyes then. How he’d give you that look every time he would come home from a long mission. He stood before you clad in a dress shirt that almost looked as if it were too small and too tight for him, the fabric pulling across the broad muscles of his biceps and chest, looking as if it may rip with one wrong move.
Had he somehow managed to get even bigger since coming home from his last mission? Certainly looked it.
Not that you were complaining.
His sleeves were rolled up just above the crease of his elbow, leaving the cuffs to squeeze his arms a little when his muscles would stretch and flex with each movement. You could see the ridges of veins speckling his arms and hands. Even as he’d gotten older he was always sure to take care of himself, to stay fit to not only stay in shape for work but to be healthier for you too. It helped that age had been nothing but kind to him.
His shirt was paired with a nice set of dress slacks that suited him quite well. They hadn’t rest as tightly around him as his shirt, but they were certainly tight enough to show off his frame nicely. Specifically his ass and his thighs. He finished off his look with a nice pair of dress shoes, his favorite watch adorning his wrist and his jacket draped over his shoulder. He even went as far as to wear his dressier wedding band that he only broke out for special occasions.
He looked so fucking good you contemplated skipping dinner all together.
A coy smirk rest on his lips at your less than subtle stares, he took great pride in knowing how much you loved when he would dress up. Knowing that glint in your eyes as you looked him up and down. “Didn’t realize how much I’d grown since the last time I wore this. Doesn’t look too bad, does it?” He asked, as if he even needed to. “Bad? Leon, I’m convinced there isn’t a single thing you could wear that would make you look bad. You look hot” you responded, earning a half chuckle and a slight blush from him as if you hadn’t been married to each other for over a decade.
“What do you think? Do I look okay?” You asked in return, making him chuckle as he finally entered the bathroom with you. “You look beautiful, baby” he commented as he came up to you from behind, wrapping his arms around your mid section as you fought to focus on finishing getting ready instead of gawking at your husband who you swore was the embodiment of Adonis in mortal form.
Could anyone truly blame you for being so distracted though?
The smell of his high end cologne filling your senses, paired with the protective grip he had around you and that gorgeous smile he was giving you. It was dizzying almost, the effects he had on you with just a simple look and smile thrown your way, it only proved to make it that much harder to finish what you were doing. “Thank you, incase I wasn’t clear before you look very handsome yourself. Almost too handsome, if there is such a thing” you complimented him once again as you reached your hand up to cup his stubbled cheek, earning a breathy chuckle from him once more. His hands passively kneaded at your plush thighs as you spoke. Those large, calloused hands that have done so much fighting in his lifetime already, hands that bear the scars to prove his relentless fight for a safer, better world but with you, they were so incredibly gentle. Delicate even. A far cry from the force they show when he’s working. “Really? Too handsome huh? I could always remove a few items…would that fix it?” He asked with a mischievous expression, earning a bubbly giggle from you.
You worried your bottom lip between your teeth, feeling a surge of heat rush to your lower stomach as he looked at your reflections in the mirror with a slightly darker glint in his eyes now. He loved when you looked at him like this, like he was the only man in the world. The only man in your world and in a way, he was. “Careful baby, you know what that look does to me” he said, his hands gripping you a bit tighter as his tone dipped in octave, making you giggle. “It’s tempting…very tempting” you replied.
“You’re almost too good looking to leave the house like this. What if someone was brave enough to try to hit on you and steal you away from me?” you answered with a playful pout in your tone as you turned to face him, draping your arms around his neck before looking up at him with those cute doe eyes and fluttered lashes that left him absolutely weak in the knees. You felt as your pulse began to quicken when his hands came to rest at your hips, sliding ever so gently down your gorgeous curves as he pulled you even closer to him, leaving no room for space between you.
He always hated when there was unnecessary space placed between you, always either having an arm around you, his hand in yours or his body against yours somehow. It was comforting to him but it was also a show of his love to you, showing you how much he craved you and your presence. His arm around you or his presence near you meant that you were always safe in his eyes, that no one could take you away or try to harm you without having to get through him first. No one was ever stupid enough to fuck with his wife when he was around, he made sure of it. “No one could ever steal me away from you, pretty girl. No one in their right mind would be foolish enough to try, especially not when you’re around” he replied with a chuckle, leaning down to capture your lips in a soft, sweet kiss. “Damn right” you responded, tone a little deeper with a mischievous grin stretched to your lips. No one messed with you but absolutely no one messes with your man. “What did I ever do to deserve you?” He asked into it.
You smiled, one of your hands coming up to softly cup his cheek as the other trailed along his broad chest as you kissed him. You giggled softly as his hand lovingly rubbed circles into your hip, sending a pleasant shiver down your spine. “Hmm well…you being friends with Claire” you said between kisses. “Us both working for the same agency for a while certainly helped” you added, each time ending your sentence with another kiss. “Then there was our first date and there was no way I’d have not fallen head over heels for you after that night” you finished, making him chuckle as you planted yet another kiss to his lips.
“I really left that good of an impression to you that night?” He asked, making you pull back a little in pure shock of such a question. “Are you kidding? I was smitten after that night! I called Claire literally screaming with excitement just gushing about how great of a night it was and how sweet and perfect you are. She was soooooo sick of me by the end of that night” you answered, making him laugh at your admission, a bright smile coming to his lips as your compliments inflated his ego just a tad. “Between her and Chris I’m not sure who picked on me more, always teasing me anytime they saw me talking to you” he added. “Hopefully I still live up to those thoughts after all this time?” He asked, making you smile warmly. “Even better, you exceed them every day. Every time that I think you’ve gone and out done yourself, you manage to only amaze me even more. Every day I wake up knowing I’m the luckiest woman in the world to have you” you answered whole heartedly, making his heart swell in his chest as he held you tight, his fingers gripping your hips a little rougher now as his nails bit at the plush skin of your hips, his lips finding yours in a more passionate kiss than before.
It didn’t take long for the kiss to take a less than innocent turn with a soft moan leaving your lips as one of his hands grabbed at your ass, allowing the kiss to deepen into something a little more heated and intimate. It was a good thing you decided to forego lipstick or else it would be smeared all over his mouth by now. Not that it would be the first time, nor would it certainly be the only place your lipstick has been smeared on him but you worked hard to make your makeup look good, so you were thankful that you hadn’t done your lips quite yet.
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Soon you’d found yourself being pressed against the sink of your bathroom and the soft, excited gasp leaving you as he did so only worked him up even further. “Have I ever told you how much I love this dress on you?” He asked, making you giggle. “Maybe…but it doesn’t hurt to tell me again” you replied with a playful tone and coy grin, making him chuckle between your shared kisses. “You look so fucking good” he complimented almost breathlessly. For a moment you wanted nothing more than to allow this to continue, but he went through so much trouble to get that reservation for you that you knew you would both regret it if you cancelled.
“As much as I’d love nothing more than to continue, we’re gonna be late to our reservation if we do” you managed to get out between kisses, making him pull away but his arms still sat around you. “Damn…you’re right” he replied, a slight grin rising to his mouth at the sight of you all flushed, panting and lips all kiss swollen and shining now because of him though. “I’ll drive?” You asked with a playful grin, making him laugh. “Oh no. Last time you drove I thought I might have had to break you out of jail. You’re scary when you drive and that says something coming from me” he responded, making you laugh in response. “Hey in my defense, they were being a dick! It’s not my fault they didn’t know how to drive properly” you said in a pouty tone, making him chuckle. “I’ll drive sweetheart, don’t worry. I like it better when you’re my passenger princess” he admitted, making you chuckle. “I suppose I can accept that” you answered playfully as you placed a quick peck to his lips before grabbing your purse, putting on your heels then headed out the door, hands intertwined as you walked to the Porsche that sat in the driveway.
If there was one thing about Leon that you could really appreciate, it’s that he was a gentleman. He outstandingly good manners, something you’d become accustomed to over the years that you’d been together. To this day his gentlemanly ways still pleasantly surprise you, like how he goes out of his way to open every door for you.
As you approach the passenger door to his car, he doesn’t even allow you the time to so much as even think about touching the handle, already having it open for you and offering you his hand to help you get inside and settled into the leather seat. No one had ever done that for you before, so the first time he’d ever come to pick you up, you were so surprised and warmed by the lengths he went to in order to make you feel special. He still exceeds at making you feel like you’re the only woman on the planet.
When you’re in the car with him, the radio is yours to control, the temperature, the seat warmers, all while his one hand is on the wheel and the other is resting on your thigh. He keeps small things in his car that remind him of you, or small things of yours to keep you with him everywhere he goes. On his dash rests a Polaroid of you both on your honeymoon and hanging from his rear view mirror is a small charm from your most recent trip together. He kept a blanket and neck pillow in the car for you, always folded and resting on the passenger seat for you should you ever get too cold or for those long road trips you’d often take together. You loved that he went out of his way to make sure you always had a pair of sunglasses in the car hanging from your visor, to make sure he had extra napkins and straws in the glove box for your early morning coffee runs or late night bites together.
When he’s backing the car up, despite having back up cameras and sensors he’s far too stubborn to use them, opting to do it the old fashioned way. He’ll place one arm against the back of your seat just below the head rest, looking out the rear windshield and to the left and right as he backed into the space, always offering you a quick glance and wink your way when he would before putting the car in park. Something he knew sent butterflies to your stomach with the way a blush would never fail to rise to your cheeks as he did. He loved to toy with you any chance he could.
When you arrive at your destination, he’s quick to exit the car and open your door for you once again, offering you a hand to help you up and out with a soft, chaste kiss to your cheek as you’d stood up fully. “So beautiful” he complimented as you stepped out. It always brought a smile to your lips and a slight flutter to your stomach when he would, never afraid to then intertwine his fingers with yours as you’d stand, walking to the restaurant where he’s then opening the door for you before giving them the name for the reservation. “Kennedy, for two.” It just has such a lovely ring to it.
Never once did you have to lift a finger to touch door knobs, handles, or even speak if you didn’t want to, he had all of that under control for you and was always more than happy to do so. He would never settle for anything less than the best for his wife, your happiness and safety was always his top priority.
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You smiled excitedly as you sat down across from your husband, browsing the menu for all the different options while sipping on your drink. He made his reservation here because not only was it a newer restaurant that neither of you had the chance to try yet, it was a very elegant restaurant so it was perfect for a night like this. You couldn’t help but admire him from across the table a little, getting lost in the way his eyes scanned the menu and that look on his face when he was concentrating on something just always made you smile. He’s just so effortlessly handsome. It made you wonder how you managed to get someone like him. You locked eyes with Leon as he looked up from the menu, a slight flush rising to his cheeks at your admiring gaze. “Have you looked at the menu any or are you just gonna stare at me all night?” He asked with a half smile, making you hum. “I wouldn’t mind staring at you all night. Especially when you look this good” you replied with a grin, making him chuckle as he shook his head. “You’re a menace” he replied, making you laugh. “Like you’re complaining. I’m a menace for you and you love it” you responded, earning a grin from him before he went back to browsing the menu.
After you both took some time to decide, waiting for the waiter to come back around to your table you held your glass up a tad. “Feel like this is the sort of occasion you have a toast for” You suggested making him smile, his gorgeous eyes locking with yours as he held his glass of whiskey up. “To a night off for once, one that I get to spend with my beautiful wife” he replied, clinking the glasses together. “To a lovely date night with my stunning husband” you added before both of you took a respective sip of your drinks before ordering your food.
The evening passed by delightfully, filled with your joined laughter and chatter of your work weeks and what you’d both been up to over plates of delicious food. It was as indulgent as you could have imagined it to be. Perfect food, paired with a perfect drink and even better company. The way the candle light danced along Leon’s silhouette, bringing out his eyes almost made you wish you’d have taken a picture to have the moment forever. It was a beautiful night all and all.
After the bill, then came time for dessert. Leon certainly never forgot about dessert.
It was his favorite part.
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So there you lay all pretty against the back seat of his Porsche that was parked off in a remote spot only you two seemed to know about, your hair fanned out beneath you as he sat between your spread legs. Your panties lay forgotten on the floor as your legs were hoisted over his shoulders, a loud moan leaving you as his tongue found your sensitive clit again after spending so long teasing it with his fingers. One of your hands fell to his head, your fingers tangling in his luscious locks while he lavished in your sweet taste. You were thankful to be in a spot devoid of any people, you would likely alarm the neighbors with the sounds leaving you should you have waited until you’d gotten home.
He simply couldn’t wait, he’d been dying to get his hands on you all night and after being away for so long because of work only made it that much harder for him to be able to contain himself.
And when the car the DSO gave him had this much space? Hard not to put it to better use.
Your eyes fluttered shut as your back arched from the door you were pressed up against. The sound of his music playing from the radio in the background, paired with the low hum of the engine as it sat idle did little to muffle your cries of pleasure but should anyone step foot near the car, it would be obvious what was going on inside. From the thick layer of condensation and fog covering the windows and windshield, to the sounds of your sweet voice crying his name as your pleas for more left your lips in a sinful cacophony. Anyone would be able to tell you were having a great end to your night. “Leon!!” You cried out, warning him that your orgasm was near and catching up to you quick. You could feel the knot in your core snap as his tongue swiped across your clit ever so perfectly, leaving your back to arch once again as your eyes squeezed shut, a loud moan leaving you as your body practically collapsed with bliss.
You didn’t even try to hide what was happening at this point, the rock of the car from his harsh thrusts was evident to you even from within the cab. Both of you were too horny to care, too caught up in the moment to think of what others would hear or see. You needed each other. While usually he saves this sort of depravity for the privacy of your shared bedroom, he just didn’t have it in him to wait tonight. He’d waited long enough to see you after his last mission, he didn’t want to wait anymore. “Fuck, yes! More!” You pleaded through your moans, making him groan as he gripped your hips harshly. “So tight for me…it’s like you’re made for me, baby” he complimented. “Been looking forward to this all night” he added, making you whimper. “Fuck, me too” you responded, feeling him dig his nails into your plush hips as he thrusted into you harshly, fucking into you without mercy. “So deep…oh! Right there” You let out, your well manicured nails scratching into his back, leaving streaks of angry, puffy red skin in their wake as he pounded into you with relentless force. “Yeah? I know baby. Know just how you like it” he said lowly in your ear, making a shudder run through you. “Always know how to take care of you” he added, his thrusts reaching deeper, every stroke followed by a loud smack of his hips against your ass as he fucked you like an animal in heat.
You swore you were seeing stars at this point, his cock bullying your cervix with each thrust. So deep you could feel it in your lower belly. “So pretty all splayed out on this seat for me, letting me wreck you in a company issued car like a total slut” he said, making you gasp softly and your walls clench around him at the degrading name. He gave a chuckle, bringing his thumb to your bottom lip, making you open your mouth as you stuck your tongue out for it to rest on. “My pretty little slut” he added, noting the way your moans had begun to pick up in octave some, signaling you were getting close. He watched as your eyes rolled back, tongue out and mouth agape with moans falling from you. Fifteen years and never once had he grown tired at the sight of you. You had a beautiful way of making him feel young again, even after all this time. You tried to choke out his name as a warning, making him draw his hand back to let you speak. “It’s okay baby, I’ve got you. Cum for me” he assured, bringing that hand down to your clit, circling it with practiced precision. That was all it took to send you over the edge, your walls squeezing him sending him along with you.
You both sat there for a moment, fighting to catch your breath as you basked in the afterglow of your orgasms. He couldn’t help but smile down at you, seeing you in such a wrecked state because of him. “What?” You asked with a growing grin, making him chuckle. “Nothing, just admiring the view” he replied, making you roll your eyes with a laugh. “Missed you while I was gone” he said softly, his hand smoothing along your hip as he leaned down to be closer to you. “I missed you too, honey” you replied, looping your arms around him and pulling him into a sweet kiss. “I love you so much…feel like I don’t tell you that enough” he said, making you hum as you cupped his stubbled cheek. “You don’t have to, you say it plenty through your actions” you replied, looking into his eyes as your thumb rubbed soothing circles along his skin. “But I’ll never say no to hearing it, ‘cause I love you too” you added playfully, making him chuckle as he kissed you again.
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“Guess I have lots of time to make up for” he said with a grin into your shared kiss, making you laugh. “At home hopefully, my back can only take so much of the back seat” you said as you both got redressed. “And you say I’m old…” he teased, earning a shocked expression from you as he helped you from the back seat back to the passenger seat. “Oh, you’ll pay for those words” you threatened with a smirk as he made his way back into the drivers seat, hand coming to rest on your thigh. “I’ll hold you to it” he replied, kissing your cheek before driving you both back home.
