☁︎⋅ (18+) giving re9 leon a blowjob (inspired by this)
leon was sitting on the couch, polishing one of his well-used handguns. the soft metallic click of the magazine echoed in the living room. his hands were skilled, expertly disassembling and lubricating every piece of equipment. suddenly, he could feel your presence enter the room. a whiff of your perfume began to surround him.
“leon, can I suck your dick?” you asked.
his shoulders stiffened for a split second before a low chuckle vibrated in his chest. he set the unloaded handgun down with a heavy thud and wiped the grase from his palms with a towel. when his gaze finally drifted up to yours, his faded blue eyes were hooded, dancing with a mix of exhaustion and sudden, sharp interest.
“you talk like that to everyone?” he asked, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he cocked a brow.
you didn’t respond. instead, you sauntered over, stepping between his knees. you leaned down, your hands finding the tension in his shoulders and gently kneading the knots there.
“nope, just you,” you whispered, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to his lips.
leon’s posture finally relaxes, his spine hitting the back of the couch as he let out a long, ragged exhale. his pulse began to quicken, his chest rising up and down as you sank to your knees between his legs. while your fingers made quick work of his pants, freeing his hard cock, he let out a relieved sigh.
“can’t believe you’re hard after one kiss,” you teased, spreading the precum all over his tip.
before leon could respond, you leaned down to pepper soft kisses against the underside of his shaft. leon’s breath hitched, his head lulling back against the cushions as your tongue traced the prominent vein that pulsed beneath his skin. his rough, calloused hand reached out to tangle his fingers in your hair. he brushed the hair out of your face, pulling it back to a loose, makeshift ponytail.
“yeah, take it like a good girl,” he muttered, watching you slide his cock in your mouth.
your glassy eyes darted up to meet his. unlike the usual composed agent he was, leon was slowly breaking down before you. a feverish pink dusted his cheekbones, his eyelids flickering as he tried to focus on watching you. the friction from your tongue made it hard to do so.
you moaned against his cock, drool slicking his skin and dripping onto his lap as your hand stroked what your mouth couldn’t take. quickly, the pleasure was becoming too much for him to bear. his hand tightened in your hair, not enough to hurt, but enough to guide your head down and force you to take him deeper.
his hips began to slowly thrust into your mouth, using you like his own personal fleshlight. strained gasps, low grunts, and struggling gags were the only sounds in the room. you could feel him edging closer to his orgasm. his cock was twitching in your mouth, the tip of his cock growing hotter.
tears prickled your eyes from how deep his cock was in your throat, but the sight of him enjoying the pleasure was enough to persevere. your hands reached down to gently cup and squeeze his balls, your throat humming with another vibration.
“fuck…keep doing that. you know I love it when you do that,” he groaned, his voice cracking a little.
with one last thrust, his cum filled up your mouth, leaking from the corners of your lips. you did your best to swallow it all. you didn’t stop these, leaning down to lick the stray drops from his skin.
“you okay?” leon asked softly, brushing your hair down.
“yeah,” you smiled, the taste of him overwhelming your senses.
“good.” he lifted you up onto his lap, kissing you softly.
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