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Warning: smut, age gap, reader gets ate out, big money Leon Author's Note: I love leon so much and i have more planned for apartment Leon Word Count: 1.8K
Knock knock
You open the door immediately, already knowing your best friend awaits behind the closed door after texting you mere minutes ago that she was coming over.
“Do you wanna go shopping?” She asks, walking right past you, making herself at home.
You shut the door following your best friend Maya into your home, “Ummm, not really, I already had plans.”
Maya eyes you before reacting, reading you like an open book. “Oh- ohh,” she has a devious smirk on her face, “would those plans include a certain neighbor?”
Your face heats immediately, as she reads you like an open book. “He finally has some free time from work, so we were going to get dinner and watch a movie.”
“Yeah, okay,” she snorts, “watch a movie,” she says in finger quotes. We both know that means you’re getting laid by your hot older boyfriend.
“Maya!” In the midst of shouting, your doorbell rings, so you turn away from her, “You’re in time out.”
“I didn’t even do anything!” You hear her shout as you make your way to your door, opening it, seeing a very handsome and well-dressed Leon Kennedy.
“Hey, sweetheart.” He says, leaning down to kiss your cheek.
“Hey, you’re dressed up, are we going out or ordering food?” You asked him as you led him through the front door, shutting it behind him.
“About that.” He has a sad look on his face, scared of disappointing you.
You sigh, already knowing where this is going, “You got called in.” You cross your arms, hugging yourself, knowing you can't be mad at him. You knew he leaves randomly for uncertaint amount of times, but it doesn't make it easier.
Leon grabs your arms in your hand, rubbing them till you uncross them, “I got the call 15 minutes ago.”
“When you do leave?” you ask, holding both of his hands, squeezing them tight, knowing you're not gonna like the answer.
Leon huffs, “An hour and a half, and that's me delaying as much as I could.” He leans in, kissing you, pulling you close. You're able to feel his body heat radiating off of him, always thankful for how warm he is. Leon pulls away first, “I'll be back as soon as I can, and I'll make it up to you. I promise.”
As you lean up to kiss you again, Maya's voice echoes in your apartment, “I wasn't aware it took so long for someone to walk inside.”
“Maya stopped by, I see,” Leon whispers to you before making his way to the kitchen, where she's sitting on a barstool. You follow closely behind. “Hi Maya.”
“Hi, Mr. Leon. Done eating my best friend's face?”
“I wasn't eating her face.” Maya rolls her eyes playfully. You’ve become used to their bickering.
“You two have fun, I'm going shopping,” Maya gets up from her chair before she makes it past the counter. You stop her before she gets any further.
“Leon’s gotta leave in an hour and a half, so I can join you if you're okay with waiting?”
Maya sighs in relief, “Oh, thank god. I didn't wanna go by myself.”
Leon pulls out his wallet from his back pocket. He pulls out his black card, making you raise your eyebrows in shock. “I know it doesn't make up for me leaving, but maybe it’ll help make your day a little better.”
He holds it in between two fingers in front of you. “I'm not spending your money, Leon.” You tell him, pushing his hand away.
Leon keeps his body facing you but turns his head to face Maya, holding his card out to her, “Hey Maya, your shopping trip is on me, just make sure she gets some nice things.”
“On it, Mr. Leon.” She takes his card before making her way towards the door, “Let me know when you're free!” she shouts on her way out.
The door clicks shut, making Leon turn his full attention to you. “Hi, sweetheart.”
“Hi.” You mumble under his stare, “You don’t have to pay for my shopping trip. Not your fault, you have to leave.”
He lifts you up, sitting you on your kitchen counter, standing you in between your legs, “let me do something nice for you.” he kisses the words against your lips. Leon’s hands rub your thighs up and down before grabbing the waist band of your sweatpants shorts.
“Lee, you don’t have to,” you pant, knowing damn well this is exactly what you want.
He gestures for you to lift, using his shoulders as leverage while he removes your shorts and panties. “Let’s use our time wisely. You let me make you feel good, then we're gonna lie on the couch and watch an episode of that awful show you love. Okay?” he asks, kissing you till you can’t breathe, massaging your thighs.
“Okay,” you pant against him. Leon adjusts you back on the counter so he can lean over and devour you alive. His arms wrap around your thighs, kissing your thighs, slowly taking his time with you. “Lee, please,” you beg.
He bites your thigh, catching you by surprise, “Don’t rush me, sweetheart, it's just as much for me as for you.” You moan as he finally makes his way to suck on your clit. Your thighs clench around his head, feeling his stubble scratch your inner thighs.
Leon uses his hands to help spread you apart, licking up your slit, sucking on your clit. One of your hands is behind you, holding yourself up, while the other goes into Leon's hair, pushing his bangs back, gripping his hair. Leon looks up at you, seeing your head thrown back in pleasure. He yanks you closer to him, his beard scratching up your inner thighs, only bringing you more pleasure. Your moans get louder when he lets go of one of your thighs, bringing his finger up to collect some of your slit, pushing it into you with ease.
“Fuck- Leon, please,” you beg.
Leon removes his mouth from you, keeping his fingers curling, hitting your spot perfectly, “Please, what sweetheart?”
“Please, baby, I wanna cum.”
“Oh, don't worry, you will be beautiful.” He connects his mouth back on your clit, messily making out with you. The sounds coming from where you two connect are unholy. Your arm holding you up is shaking as you tremble under him. It soon gives out, making you fall back onto your forearm, gripping Leon’s hair tighter. He moans into you in response. The pressure in you builds up, making your thighs squeeze around Leon's head.
You bit your lip, holding back your moans, making Leon slap your thigh to get you to stop. You mumble out an apology, not holding back your moans anymore out of fear of him stopping. “I'm about to cum, Lee.” You push his face closer to you, borderline suffocating him, not that he would complain.
Leon focuses on your clit, sucking harder and working his fingers faster. Your moans get louder as your body finally releases, making you shake in his hold. Your hand drops from his head. He works you through your orgasm before pulling away and removing his finger. “How you feeling, sweetheart?”
You smile, giving him a thumbs up, “amazing.” You push yourself, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. “Thank you,” you mumble against his lips. “Ima miss you.”
He sighs against your lips, “I know, sweetheart, ima miss you too.” His hands rest against your hips. “Think you can stand?”
“We’ll, see,” you tell him as he lifts you off the counter, avoiding the mess you just made. He gets down on his knees, helping you step back into your clothes. You use his shoulders to hold yourself up as you step one foot in at a time into your panties and shorts. As he pulls them up, he kisses your clit one last time, making you jump from the stimulation.
He stands up, putting a hand on your cheek, kissing you slowly, “Go get comfy, and I'll join you in a second.” You kiss him one more time before making your way to the couch, getting comfy with your favorite blanket.
Leon digs around for your cleaning products, wiping off the counter while you grab your remote and play a trashy reality show. Leon makes his way to the couch where you're cuddling up with your blanket. He takes off his shoes, leaving them by your couch before taking his spot next to you on the couch. He wraps his arm around you, pulling you in close, and you toss your blanket over both of you in response.
“You'll be safe, right?” You mumble, cheek pressed against his chest.
He kisses your forehead, “always, sweetheart.”
“Promise?” you ask, looking up at him.
“Pinky promise.” he hooks his pinky with yours, kissing you on the lips. “I’ll be back before you know it.”
You nod slightly, then go back to lying your head on his chest while wrapping your arm around his waist, squeezing him tight against you. That's how you two stay for the rest of your time together. Leon kisses your head every so often.
Halfway through your second episode, Leon’s phone goes off with an alarm letting him know it's time to go. You sit up, watching him put on his boots and lace them up. Leon looks over at you, watching as you chew on your bottom lip.
“Hey, stop that.” His hand finds its way to your cheek, using his thumb to pull your bottom lip from between your teeth. “I'll be back before you know it.”
“I know. I just miss you.”
“I’ll miss you too, baby.” He leans in, giving you a long, sweet kiss.
A tear slips down your face, and Leon swipes it away, “I'll make it up to you when I get back, I promise.”
He kisses you again. “Until then, use my card for anything you need while I'm gone. Since I won't be here to take care of you.”
You breathe out a laugh, “I don't need you funding everything.”
“Maybe I want to. Ever think about that smartass?” You both laugh, kissing again.
Many Hours Later:
“Leon, you there?” Sherry asked, talking into her headset.
Leon grunts, “Yeah, I'm here.”
“You know how you told me to keep track of your personal things while in the field? I have your bank account pulled up. There's a lot of activity.”
Leon chuckles, “How bad is she making my pockets hurt?”
“Does she even have enough room for all these shoes?” Sherry’s eyes scan over a list of all the stores they've shopped at, ignoring his question, “Hell, does she even have room for all these shopping bags?”
Leon smiles, “That’s my girl.”
