#leon interactions

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@fearedr0t sent [ mark ]   your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect. / jill, carlos oooooor ethan <333

Carlos has always been a tease and it thrills Leon every single time, even if it's a bit of torture. Settled in Carlos' lap, his fingers gripping tightly at his shoulders as his head is arched to the side so that Carlos can mark up his neck with bruises and hickeys.

It's a rather obvious spot but Leon doesn't care. He'll show up to work with marks like this on him. What are they going to do? Fire him? He's head of the DSO and personal guard dog to the President, there's not much they can do to him for showing up looking entirely unprofessional.

"Fuck. Carlos." Leon breathes, grinding himself against Carlos as if to prove just how much he wants him, and the grinding of his ass onto Carlos hardening cock is his way of teasing back. "I'm going to cover you, too, by the time we're done here."

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@noctiium sent [ KNEEL ] , sender gets down on one knee. ( the way chris would do that to leon, all serious and stuff just to fix his boot then lmao

What the hell is he doing?

Surely, he can't be....?

There's only one reason someone gets down on their knee and Leon sure as hell doesn't feel worthy of that. He blinks down at Chris as he watches him, his heart leaping in his chest from both anxiety and uncertainty. Not because he wouldn't want to marry Chris but because why the hell would he want to marry him?

There's a pause and then Chris goes to tying his boot and the look on his face turns to one of surprise and mild annoyance. He isn't sure whether to be relieved or disappointed.

"Asshole." Is all Leon says in response. Right, he probably shouldn't have expected anything other than Chris tying his damn shoe anyway. He's not exactly marriage material.

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@exparaguas from here

Leon surprises himself with his words, truthfully, but he's tired of this dance they're doing. He's not even sure he's pulling off the uninterested facade anymore. Running around in circles, trying to pretend like he doesn't want Luis and for what?

Because he's scared of losing another person? He wants to laugh at himself for it. It's more than that, he's a mess, suicidal and depressed and every goddamn issue under the sun. No one wants that in a relationship with someone but who says this has to be anything other than fun?

And damn, there's the way his heartbeat picks up when Luis calls him beautiful in Spanish.

"Suppose it is, Bello." Leon returns the compliment with one of his own in his own native language, crossing the distance between the two of them. He'd been standing instead of sitting and when he reaches Luis, he pauses for a moment, before deciding - to hell with it.

He lowers himself into Luis lap, straddling him with ease as palms find the other's cheeks. This is it, there's no going back now, and fuck - Leon's not so sure he wants to.

In one swift motion, his lips are pressed against Luis' in a kiss. The kiss lingers for only a moment before his teeth sink down on Luis bottom lip enough for him to feel the slight twinge of pain of being bitten, before he tugs that bottom lip into his mouth to suckle at delicate flesh as if to soothe the sting of the bite.

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@weepedwords​ sent our muses are on a road trip but a thick fog forces them to take a break.  they have sex inside the car while waiting for it to clear. for chris and leon (sorry not sorry).

At first, the mist is fine. It doesn’t cloud their vision too much, Leon grumbles something about how it’s fantastic they’re having to drive through such a thing, sarcastically of course. Chris doesn’t seem to pay him any mind, used to his complaints by now and also focusing on the road.

The fog becomes thicker, thick enough that Chris has to roll the vehicle to a stop and Leon groans. They’ll have to wait for this to pass and damn, he’s going to be bored. For a moment, he thinks about fiddling with the radio until a better idea hits him. Lips quirk up in a sly grin as he looks over at Chris.

He can see the man is about to question him because he’s sure Chris knows that look by now - knows when he’s up to something -, Leon doesn’t give him a chance to ask him what he’s up to.

Leon slides easily into Chris’ lap, straddling him with ease. The steering wheel against his beck is a little uncomfortable but it doesn’t bother Leon much, not when he’s focused on other things.

Lips press against Chris’ before he has a chance to say anything, hands pressed against Chris’ chest that travel downwards to play with the buckle of his pants before he breaks the kiss, only to press his lips to Chris’ neck in an teasing, slow, open-mouthed kisses.

“We’re going to be stuck here for a while and I don’t know about you but I rather be doing something instead of being bored.” Leon mutters against his neck, tongue dragging across Chris’ neck, upwards, to where he can bite down gently on Chris’ earlobe and whisper in his ear. “So, what do ya say? Want to have a little fun while we wait? Not like anyone can see us through this fog.”

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@kaircsis​ sent [ 𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐏 ] my muse wraps your muse up in a blanket. Chris to Leon (cause winter is here lol)

A shift of weight is placed upon his shoulders and when he looks up, he sees Chris standing there. Perhaps he shouldn’t be sitting out here in the cold like this, but he enjoys the outdoors when there’s actually something to enjoy and for once.....it seems so peaceful.

“Hard to believe, in moments like this, the world is so horrible.” Leon says softly, looking up at Chris again with a soft smile. “Sit with me. Unless you’ve got something better to do?”

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@trapped-with-nightmares sent “How many fingers am I holding up?” [From David to Leon]​

“....” He’s a little disoriented from being thrown against a wall and he’s pretty sure he might have a concussion .His head is bleeding, he can feel the warm trickle of blood going down the side of his face. Leon blinks to clear his vision and a few moments pass before he can finally see straight.

“Four?” It comes out more like a question than a statement - he doesn’t seem too sure of himself but would anyone if they were just thrown through the wall? As he moves to stand up, he stumbles, but quickly catches himself and regains his balance. His gun is still tucked safely in its holster. 

“I’m fine.” He quickly says, drawing his gun just in case that thing comes back but points it towards the ground instead of up. He may have just hit his head but this is not the time to be worrying about that - that thing’s still out there.

“Where’d it go?”

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@shesnipes gets a somewhat plotted starter

It isn't unusual for the president to send him on missions that involved destroying Umbrella's bases. What is unusual, is that he's meant to get some woman out of one. He hadn't been told much, just that she was important and that the woman were out as soon as possible.

He knows her name and that's about it. Leon has learned by now to not ask questions, it rarely gets him anywhere anyway.

That's how he ends up here, on a mission online to wipe out the umbrella base. They know Leon is capable of taking on several all on his own and as far as they know, they're all human here.

Sneaking into the place is pretty easy, too. He figures he'll get the girl out and then take care of the rest of it when he knows she's safe. The last thing he wants is for them to kill her as soon as they realize she's what he's after.

He sneaks in with ease after observing the guy outside's patrol. Clearly, they aren't too worried because the security is terrible. It works great in Leon's favor.

Stupid bastards.

Leon thinks as he sneaks around, avoiding the people here with ease. He hides behind boxes and other things as he checks out various rooms. It takes some time of searching but eventually he finds the woman who matches the description on the file.

He presses a finger to his lips when she sees him and sneaks in. He'd swiped a key earlier to unlock the chains she's connected to. Whatever this woman is capable of, it must be pretty big to be chained up here. Or maybe they just like seeing her suffer.

"Amity?" He questions to confirm her name, his voice low and in a whisper. "I'm with the DSO." Head of the DSO, actually, but he doesn't intend on saying that. "And I'm here to get you out. Are you injured?"

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@noctiium sent ❝ every time you walk away you take another piece of me with you. ❞ ( have a tipsy chris being a little too honest for his own good

It's true that Leon tends to run away from confrontation. He knows he can get mean, he knows that he doesn't do well when he feels backed into a corner. It's even worse when he's drunk and that happens often.

Right now, it seems the only one who is at least a little bit drunk is Chris. The words sting, he might as well have been stabbed right in the heart and it makes him pause to turn and look back over at Chris.

"Bambino." Leon begins with the gentle nickname in his native language. He takes a deep breath before crossing the distance between them but he does not reach for him, not yet.

"I don't walk away from you to be cruel. I don't want to fight with you. If you wanna fight, though, we can fight." The last part is only a joke, something he hopes maybe lifts the mood. "I'd never walk away from you to be cruel. Don't you know that by now?"