#leon x ftm reader

[two-boys-one-fic]

Re9!leon x collage!student-ftm!reader

Reader has glasses cause hes a NERDDDD

He helps you finish your work. No weird age gap themes let a boy continue his higher education.

[Warnings - NSFW 🔞, praise you being impatient little bit of brat themes]

You stared at the screen Infront of you chewing your lip as you typed away on your keyboard deleting and re-wording the same line over and over because you just couldn't seem to get it sounding right. Hand moving the mouse switching tabs to go over different references over and over as you typed out information into the slideshow the project was due soon and your partner just texted you to let you know they wouldn't be working at all on the project for the next 2 days since they were on a trip.

The LED lights seemed to be too bright as they rippled through your PC an expensive and very pleasing to look at setup, your boyfriend Leon had bought it for you after learning that you were still using a beat up old laptop setup for your collage classes and videogames in fact you had your own office in his penthouse too.

He had been adamant you move in after you'd complained about your dorm-mate from hell. You were positively glowing now after moving in with him sleeping easy cause now you had no noisy neighbor blasting music or loudly fucking to keep you up.

now you slept peacefully with what felt like 200 pounds of muscle on top of you great as a weighted blanket but terrible when you want to wiggle away in the middle of the night to pee.

you tried to refocus your thoughts sat criss-cross in your chair on knee hugged to yourself chin almost resting on it as you assumed a posture that can only be described as shrimp like to continue typing.

the blinking line at the end of the sentence you'd just written felt almost mocking as you tried to figure out what to say.

you were interrupted by the door clicking and opening behind you, looking up you saw that it was you boyfriend he was dressed plainly you were both working from home today afterall.

he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt that almost seemed vacuum sealed to his large biceps the sleeves rolled up revealing those meaty forearms, simple grey sweatpants and reading glasses balanced on that pronounced nose of his mirroring the glasses you yourself had on although you wore yours full time.

"what's up?" you asked curiously tilting your head at him you thought he would be swamped with reports for longer.

"Sitting like that CANT be good for your back" he commented leaning his hip against the desk.

"YOU'RE not good for my back" you retorted mockingly, your sassy attitude slipping out.

"What?" he let out an amused huff crossing his arms now looking down at you.

"What." you acted like you hadn't said anything with an innocent expression.

"I finished my work early today; I'm a free man once more." he chuckled warmly.

he just rolled his eyes and moved to lean down over your shoulder hand resting on the back of your chair as he looks at what you were working at head beside yours you can feel the heat radiating off of him.

"What are you working on sweetheart?" his voice a warm rumble beside your ear, you could smell his woody cologne from where you sat.

"That group assignment I told you about, I'm being stuck with all the work... as per usual" you grumbled leaning forward again to continue typing.

"You tried emailing the professor about them yet?" he asked earnestly.

"Not worth it at this point I just want to get this over with I'm so close to being done" you groaned dragging a hand over your face you could practically feel your heavy eyebags aching.

you felt his large hand settle on your shoulders poking firm thumbs into your flesh gently as he began kneading the deeply rooted knots out of your muscles. He was rubbing and working you out like he was working with pizza dough you let out a small, relieved huff feeling the tension slowly dissapate.

"Straighten out baby. my back hurts just looking at you" he once again nags at you, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

you let your legs straighten back out sitting normally but after not even 5 minutes you lean forward again too locked into your work yawning as you assemble another slide and moving a graph into the right spot mouse gliding across the soft pad beneath it.

"Alright. no more. come on stand up." he tutted.

"What-" you grumbled being pulled up by underneath your arms like a cat being held you stretch out and limply follow his movements.

"What are you- " you barely got the words out before you realized what he was doing he sat beneath you on the chair and pulled you onto his lap arms wrapped around your waist.

You squirmed the feeling of his firm muscled chest against you back and the warmth of his cheek pressed against your shoulder made you shiver he was hugging you in a way that forced your posture straight comfortingly.

"Maybe I'll get you one of those posture harnesses" he rumbled.

"I don't know you're doing a good job as one now maybe I'll just use you instead" you teased finger flying over the keyboard the clicks and clacks a steady background noise.

you tried not to think about how you were sat right on top of him, continuing to work as he hugs you and you fight the urge to just lean back and fall asleep your typing was getting slower and sloppier as he began to gently slip his hand up your shirt caressing your stomach.

You pretended not to notice, he dragged his soft lips up your neck, Warm breath ghosting over the flesh making you shiver.

It was getting harder and harder to stay focused. You shifted uncomfortably trying not to rub your thighs together, but you could feel that familiar warm ache between your legs growing.

you feel the hand on your stomach drifting lower and lower eventually toying with the waistband of your cute little pajama shorts.

"you're not helping me focus right now, cheeky bastard" you huffed your face feeling hot.

"So wound up... just relax, focus on your work baby" he murmured against your ear.

his hand slipped under your boxers experimentally pausing to look for any sign of discomfort and continuing its journey further down when you leaned back into him fully.

he froze when he realized that you weren't typing anymore, you whined impatiently expecting him to keep going.

"Keep going, you wouldn't want to miss your deadline... let me give you some motivation" he grinned against your skin mouthing your neck again and only moving when you began typing.

"Your so mean" you whined a little pathetically but honestly, you'd rather not be doing this assignment right now.

his large fingers teased a stripe up your folds and teasingly rubbed your tdick before squeezing it between his pointer finger and middle finger listening to how you're panting and huffing while you type away frantically trying to get through the assignment as fast as possible.

"Your oddly wet today did he miss me?" he traced teasingly gentle circles around your throbbing nub too little stimulation and yet almost too much.

The quick patters of your fingers flying across the keyboard was all he got as a response he teased your opening and pushed a single digit in rubbing you out.

"Hhhhmpnnhh" you tried so hard to focus on this stupid assignment you knew the faster you did it the faster you could get more attention but it was a race against the clock you could already feel yourself losing focus.

He pushed his finger in down to the knuckle massaging your inner walls as he began rubbing your aching cock with his palm.

You were making typos left and right grammarly was flaming your ass as you worked on the last slide.

He began pumping his finger in and out slowly listening to you bite your lip to muffle your needy whines he added another finger and increased the pace free hand moving up to slide under your shirt rubbing and flicking your nipple till it pebbled enough to pinch and tease.

"Hahhhhh hhhhnggh" you paused typing lost in the heat of the sensations.

"Be a good boy and finish your work..." all his movements froze, fingers slipping out of you which earned a petulant whine from you more bratty then hed ever heard from his sweet boy always so adamant on being good this was new.

You tried to grind your hips more into his fingers which earned a wet slap to your aching cunt. The sting of pain woke you up alright.

"Oh come on... ah- please? Please-" you whimpered pathetically.

"Come on.... earn it.. be good for me" leon murmured holding back giving into you your pathetic sad pleads had a terrible effect on his heart.

You went back clicking to fix all your spelling and punctuation errors mouse moving sloppily across the mouse pad.

He rubbed you again before fuckung his thick fingers back into you less gentle this time around.

You groaned into your hand but managed to keep it pushing adding links to the references slide.

The wet sounds of your aching hole swallowing his fingers was the only thing you could hear besides the tapping of keys.

You tensed twitching and trembling your whines barely covered up as you shakily typed your professors email slowly.

You shared the project with him and immediately sighed with relief.

"Im done! Im done- " you panted.

"Good boy I knew you could do it.." He kissed your neck and up to your jaw.

Up against your ear with his warm breath making you shiver as he speaks.

"My smart boy.... " he flicked and scissored his fingers inside you as he firmly rubbed that wet nub.

"Your so good for me... aren't you? You deserve this." He could feel you tensing and bucking and upped the pace.

"Come on... let go baby" he mouthed your ear and listen to you groaned and bucking as you fluttered and squeezed his fingers reaching your peak.

Whining and panting he held you still with his strong arms as you convulsed, waiting for you to relax before sliding his fingers out, he brought them to his mouth sucking your juices off them much to your shock and brief horror.

"Come on lets get you into a nice bubble bath huh? No more homework for the rest of the night. Let me pamper you." Leon said standing up holding you in his arms like a prince.

You didn't even respond beside an incoherent mumble and nod letting him whisk you off...

You knew you were in for a good night..

[cutigato]

omg i am in LOVE with your work and writing it’s AMAZING.

do u think u can do t4t dom re9 leon and reader scissoring and going crazy with it?? [cute]

FTM! Re9 Leon x FTM!Reader🦴

CW:18+NSFW,BODY WORSHIP, V on V FROTTAGE,SQUIRTING,LIGHT GENDER DYSPHORIA,CUM EATING,FINGER SUCKING,ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP.

Thank you ^_^ Here’s your flowers anon, I try to make sure no one feels excluded. I apologize for any details I might’ve overlooked or if it’s inaccurate. I’m a Leon manpussy truther at heart only because the concept of Butch Leon drools..hehe.. Butch Leon Kennedy save me..

One thing led to another once Leon came out of the garage from his usual weight lifting session, walking towards you. You admired his knack for being consistent despite the physically high demand his job requires. Hence, why he prefers to keep himself in top shape, and perhaps an excuse for you to proudly show him off just as he does with you.

You couldn’t help the way the your boxers soaked at the sight of the older man in a tight black tank, biceps glistening with a layer of sweat, including his temple.

“Love, do you mind getting dinner started while I get cleaned up? These muscles won’t build themselves on their own.” He chuckled, tone remaining lighthearted despite his appearance.

It didn’t help how his pecs strained against the wet fabric, when it used to hang loosely before. Leon’s confidence grew as the hormones did its job, but it also made yours flare up. Quite a lot, but thankfully your boyfriend is more than happy to take care of your needs.

He had a pink tint in the cheeks, using a clean rag to wipe the remaining perspiration off his temple, the front strands of his parted hair moist.

Sometimes, you found yourself comparing your physique to his, but now the only thing you wanted to do was run your hands against his chest. To desperately see what noises or faces he’d elicit when he was on the submissive side if he was up for it.

“Ah, sure, but first...” You stated, clearing your throat, failing to mask just how undeniably hot and bothered you were. Leon could tell, his stare reading right through your body language.

“I’m just, you know, admiring the view in front of me while I can.” You added holding back the faintest grin.

“Is that so?” He muses. He was old enough to know exactly the dirty things you were implying. His old partners and flings in the past had other ways of riling him up, while you used your sly tongue to get what you wanted for him. You wouldn’t need to majority of the time, anything you wanted could easily be granted in a blink of an eye.

“I’m more than sure, in fact, dinner can probably wait.” You added, with a sudden boost of confidence. “If you catch my drift.”

He picks up on your innuendo, the side of his lip twitching upward, his eyes drifting down to your lips, all over your body before meeting you gaze once more. Only this time is was a lot more predatory than his typical stoic demeanor.

“There’s more you haven’t seen yet, if you want to help get these off of me before I shower.” He gestured towards himself tapping the top of his gym tank with his index finger.

——

That’s how you both found yourselves completely bare. You were so unbelievably horny, you wanted to feel him against you, properly. At first it started with you grinding your wet folds against his muscular thigh, but even that wasn’t enough for you after you came once already.

"Please! Please...Leon..." you nearly choked out, now both of your cores and legs intertwined with one another. You both held eachother’s calves, desperately rubbing your throbbing wet pussies together, the mess of slick smearing across your inner thighs.

Leon had a little softness in the right places from his bulk, so the slight bounce of his pecs above his top surgery scars jiggled with every roll of his hips. You whimpered in response at the sight alone, so unbelievably in awe at your lover.

“Fuck…you feel even better than I remember, love your little pussy—all wet just for me like this.” Leon cursed out with a rasp, his calloused hand pulling you further against him, lining you up even more, his lips parting in loud moans. He wasn’t usually a vocal partner in bed, not unless you tried a new position for the first time.

“Ah!” Your hips bucked upwards, in moist loud slaps, the constant rhythm lulling you closer to your incoming orgasm. With each plap plap plap, you were going limp from the ecstasy, breathing heavily. Your torso was beginning to ache and possible give out, you weren’t even sure how long you two had been going at it for, far too fucked and blissed out of your minds.

Even the burn from your natural states, added an extra layer of friction, and fuck if the smell of his masculine musk didn’t make your mouth water.

You’d eaten him out countless times, allowed him to sit on your face, and every time you’d die a happy man if it meant you got to stay buried in between those mouthwatering folds. You loved to see the way his thighs trembled and how he came into your mouth.

The more vigorous that he pounded his vulva with yours, the whiter and thicker your slick became all over his cunt. You could see the wetness all over his, like a full course meal on display.

"Look at that, so perfect just like this, creaming all over me and I haven’t gotten to make you cum just yet.”

You gasped out at the praise lips parting into an ‘o’ shape. At that, Leon used the opportunity, his free hand pressed two calloused digits knuckle deep into your mouth. You whined in response, opening even wider for further access.

“Suck.” Leon ordered with a flushed expression, eyes half lidded with pleasure. “Suck it like if it were my pussy on your mouth, it’s your favorite isn’t it?” He grunted in between gasps, not letting up his rough pace in between your legs.

You nodded in between moans, eyes fluttering shut, as your skillfully licked and sucked hard on his fingers. He groaned at the suction, before pulling his hips back from yours and ramming his labia into your own even rougher now.

“You’re dripping even more, baby. Does this feel good to you? Or has your sweet pussy just wanted me that much?”

You let out a muffled cry at the burning pain and pleasure, thighs beginning to quiver. You swirled your tongue around as he prodded it in deeper right into your gag reflex, your eyes beginning to water.

Leon loved when you fell apart under his touch and fingers like this, it let him know that only he could have you this way. And he’d be damned if another man dares touch you the way he does.

They don’t know your imperfections, or cherish those scars you kept hidden under loose clothing and tight binders. Hell, Leon didn’t hide his own from you, so it felt like he was shedding his rawest self to you. It took a long while before you two allowed to see each other bare, making sure to establish the emotional connection first.

With your free hand, you began rubbing desperately at your clit, so close to feeling like you were about to burst, as Leon added a third digit, like he was trying to scissor your mouth open. You didn’t falter with your tongue, continuing to roughly grind your hips in tune with his.

Perhaps he’d make you suck on his strap afterwards, but he wouldn’t push you to your limits if you were exhausted after this. After all your comfort came first, even if he was a little dominating in the bedroom.

“C’mon, cum for me, you can do it, give me a second one—“ He panted, face crinkling up with his upcoming orgasm.

With a loud, shuddery moan you both came, as cum dripped out of each your aching throbbing pussies, you squirted onto the chiseled pecs. A pretty sight Leon took pride in as they glistened from your juices. It made the old wounds from his missions look like a work of art, he thought.

Leon would drown and bask in your essence forever if it were possible. It didn’t matter if you hadn’t had bottom surgery yet, whatever was in your pants hardly mattered. It was the personality that drew him in the first place after all. Without your quick wit and charm to keep up with him, he’d probably go insane with how lone his life already is.

Leon took his fingers out from yours swollen red lips, as he traced your clit, using his fingers to swipe up your release like whip cream, licking it off his fingers one by one.

“Still as tasty as ever, I won’t need dinner, I’ll be satisfied with this already.” He says with a faint grin, escaping his tired features.

You panted heavily , already worn out but now rough you hadn’t realized the two of you were going. In reality, you didn’t have the same stamina he did to consistently keep up with him after all. You couldn’t tell if you were sore or aching for another round after seeing that.

“Of course you’d say something after making me cum like that.” You groaned, face palming your forehead. Even if he annoyed you with his quick and corny responses, you wouldn’t have him any other way.

[i3un]

Imma need more of older Leon tman x reader tboy…

combining this plus another ask abt scissoring with t4t leon!! masculine and feminine terms used for leon and readers genitalia

the further you and leon get into dating, the more bold he gets with his ideas. although he always is careful when bringing new things into the bedroom, sort of circling around the idea until you notice he wants something. it's almost doglike in behavior, with a noticable glint in his eyes once you're able to pinpoint what he wants.

unless you aren't able to read him, then he's just going to have to do what he hates (voice his own needs). he'll do it in a messy makeout session, where you're already pinned underneath him, head pressed into the plush of your pillows, his hands roving over your arms. he tenses a bit before striking, sort of like a snake before his hands roll down to your hips. one squeeze and he moves further down, forcing your legs apart in his grip.

throughout the years of all the different holsters and belts leon's had to quickly put on and off, he's gotten a talent for undressing you and himself in record time. this skill is shown best in times like these, where he's desperate to see you in the way he's been fantasizing about for days, weeks, and probably months.

the scruff of his beard brushes over your forehead as he positions himself above you, your own pants long gone, boxers thrown to the wind. leon tugged his down enough, his cock already swollen between his folds, a mess of dark pubic hair framing it like a work of art. there's a shimmering layer of arousal over it all, and maybe some sweat too. before too much drool can collect in the back of your mouth, he's slotting himself between your legs, taking one of your own legs to put under his own, his muscles tense as he poses you just how he envisioned.

"good. yes- just like that. good boy." he'll praise, a sweet gruffness in the back of his throat, maybe even a voice crack hitting when he finally slots his cunt against yours.

he rolls his hips once, twice, thrice- and soon you stop counting, his dick pressing against your own, his hips bucking at the sensation, the closeness of it all. he can feel your hole clench with each thrust, feel you get wetter under him, a series of choked moans and whines leaving you.

it's nearly musical, the pace leon takes with you, pressing himself closer and closer, his form overtaking your own. not often does he use his size against you like this, bullying his way so you're right where he needs.

his nose wrinkles as he focuses, the wetness between your cunts mixing, a slick noise echoing through the room, "fuck. c'mon. are you close, hun?"

he doesn't look up to check his answer, but he does speed up, bucking his hips as if he was in heat. an excitement buries deep in his bones, seeing your own cock twitch and harden just like his, even moreso if it's smaller than his own, a sick sort of pride in his chest when he wins his mental dick measuring competition.

even after you cum, he keeps going. the slicker you get, the easier it gets for his cock to slide against your hole, nearly popping inside. the euphoria of fucking you stupid with his own dick has leon on cloud 9. most likely, you'll be stuck here for the next few hours.

a/n - might put a small break on other leon fics... i've had emh mindrot for a while n wanna write some habit or something... or maybe something with gojo.... ugh so many thoughts.

[two-boys-one-fic]

So this is my first time requesting but anyway I was wondering if I could request a ftm reader riding re9 Leon (I'm crazy about this man) and it's just really soft and sweet with a lot of praise? Idk I just really want Leon to call me a pretty boy and tell me what a good job I'm doing

Honey.

Re9! Leon Kennedy x FTM!reader (reader is post op top surgery!)

Warnings: not a lot here…but praise , smut (duh), slight possession

18+ MDNI

Leon was the sweetest husband that could have ever been created. You two met back in high school and the rest is history. Everyday, a bouquet and a sweet coffee was always found on your bedside table when you woke up, breakfast waiting for you downstairs. He took great care of you- even if he’s constantly in work mode, he finds his days to relax. Today was one of those relax days.

The room was cozy. The bed was a king with deep blue sheets so soft and cozy you’d never wanna leave, a canopy sheet overtop the bed- a sheet white sheet with lace that was tied together. The room was dim with candle lighting- the smell of vanilla seeping into your senses. The decoration was simple but sweet- mostly due to Leon never knowing how to decorate (him just having a mattress on the floor would suffice for him.) Past bouquets he had gotten you hung from the curtain pole- drying out so you could preserve them forever- the smell mixing with the vanilla candles.

“Leon- you said you’d be relaxing.”

You called from the bed, sighing as you stared at him- which he sat at the desk in your room, a small glass of whiskey on rocks rest next to him. He sighed, glancing over his shoulder at you.

“Listen honey.. I just- need to finish this one worksheet and I swear I’ll spend the rest of the day relaxing.”

“That’s not how this works.”

You said as you got up from the bed, taking slow strides towards him, coming up behind him as you stared down at him.

“Come on.. you promised.”

You whined , tugging at the collar of his shirt. With a heavy sigh, Leon stood up, standing tall compared to you- Jesus his tits were huge.

He knelt down, causing you to raise your eyebrow before you yelped as he wrapped his arms around your calves, lifting you up and throwing you over his shoulder.

“Fine fine. Your wish is my command.”

His voice was sly as he chuckled. He took one long stride to the bed before gently placing you down on your back- his thighs on either side of yours with his hands on each side of your head; trapping you under him. Slowly, he slipped one hand under you, trailing it down your back as he pressed his lips against you. Leon’s rough hand rested on the dip in your back, his lips soft and slow against yours. His lips fit perfectly against yours, just like how the remaining puzzel piece fits into place. His tongue seeped past your lips as the hand on your back snuck up to the front of your body, slowly rubbing a thumb over your nipple through your shirt with a soft hum. You let out a soft gasp , Leon shoving his tongue deeper into your mouth, his hand slowly traveling down to your stomach- giving it light squeeze.

“Such a handsome boy.”

Leon’s voice was rough as he pulled back, string of saliva following his lips, connected to yours. He smiled, leaning back onto his knees , slowly and teasingly slipping his sweats down his thighs, his hand still on your stomach.

“You’re gonna do so well for me, my handsome boy. You’re going to look so good on my cock.”

Leon smiled from ear to ear , his voice soft as he slipped his boxers down, his cock springing free , a soft groan escaping his lips as he looked down at his twitching member.

“Look at that.. all needy just for you.”

Leon grabbing your hips, shifting your position so you were above him. He slipped your boxers down, fingers immediately finding their way to your t-cock. His fingers slowly swirled in circles as he stared up at you.

“Yeah.. so good, just for me.”

He choked out, watching you squirm and whine under his fingers. He slowly pulled his fingers away, sucking softly on them before he positioned you above his needy cock. He placed his hands on each side of your hips, slowly pushing your hips down onto him.

You choked out a strained moan as you felt yourself take every last inch of Leon, his cock pulsating against your gummy walls.

“You’re taking me so well..”

He mumbled, letting out a sigh as he let you adjust for a moment before bucking up into you. You grabbed his shoulder, moaning softly as you took a moment before rolling your hips against his, bouncing softly. Your nails dug into his shoulders as you kept a steady pace, his cock hitting every spot that it needed too.

“God you’re beautiful- doing such a good job honey.. a great job, pretty boy.”

A smirk was plastered on his face as he spoke to you.

He watched your cunt swallow his cock with every hip roll and bounce - your plushy thighs making contact with his hairy ones- a soft sound of skin on skin slapping together filling the room. His hands rested on your thighs, massaging the plush skin as he praised you over and over again.

“Keep doing that and I’ll cum..”

“You’re so hot, doing such a great job for me.”

“Look at a needy little mess you are.. such a good boy..”

“Nothing makes me prouder than watching you swallow my cock , baby..”

“Mmm..that’s my boy..”

His praises were becoming so stimulating. The feeling of his cock pushing against just the right spot, his hands pushing into your thighs and his words becoming so much- you’re gonna- gonna-

With one final buck of your hips, you came all over his cock, back arching, nails digging under the skin of his shoulders, your mouth hanging open as you moaned his name. He watched in awe as he gently rolled his hips , helping you ride your high- a dorky smile on his face. With a suddenly position change- your eyes flew open. He pushed your knees up to your shoulders, holding your ankles together as he pounded into you suddenly- chasing his high.

“God you feel so good my pretty boy- won’t take long for me cum in such a pretty cunt.”

His words were strained as he thrusted his hips abusingly. Your moans filled his ears , his knees digging deep into the mattress as he pounded into you harder- quicker all before his hips sputtered.

Thick , white ropes shot inside you as he moaned your name loudly, his head tipping back as he let out a few more weak thrusts before fully pulling out of you. He slumped next to you, breathing heavy on his back as he stared at the ceiling- his and your heavy breathes filling the air around you.

“Let’s get that bath going, yeah?”

He smiled as he turned his head towards yours, that same dorky smile you always loved.

He truly was a sweetheart, and definitely knew how to relax.

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[two-boys-one-fic]

i need re9 leon and old re8 chris in my bed

Do you guys reckon you could maybe write something with it (smut perhaps) and ofc ftm reader

I need them both

😊

Re8!Chris redfield × ftm!reader × re9!Leon

Your so right cause I dream of being sandwiched by them 24/7 ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐

A short and sweet drabble as a prelude to a different chris × reader × leon fic i got in da works

[Warnings - fluff,praise a little suggestive but not smut (yet more coming later) you get called 'bunny' as a petname]

It was a simple morning, youd opened all the windows to let in the cool breeze and sun while you made yourself breakfast in your pajamas.

your boyfriends were both out of the house chris on some job trip and leon on a mission. You didn't really ask questions you could care less at time so long as they come back home to you at the end of the day.

You hear the door open and turn heating two sets of boots stumbling in and the sounds of coats being hung up and leon sighing

"Hello?" You call out.

Chris is the first to approach you lured over by the smell of food

"Hey baby... is that eggs and bacon i smell" he came up behind you and stole a peice straight off the pan.

"You want me to make you some too?" You smiled then eventually you were making three sets of eggs, bacon and toast for all of you eventually dishing it out to them where they both sat playfully bickering with eachother at the kitchen island.

You leaned against the table top and ate your toast after handing the both their share

"Thanks honey your the best" leon says

Chris was too busy wolfing down his food to talk he was always a bit of a grumpy bear in the mornings, though that was nothing compared to leon, if he didn't get his morning coffee and shower before talking to people hed be all bitchy and sassy.

It made you feel all warm and gooey having a meal with them like this all domestic and such.

Chris kissed your cheek before moving to wash dishes always so diligent in his tasks.

"Why dont you go sit down on the couch baby? Ill help chris clean," leon said as he took your plate.

Yoy felt a little lonely on the couch all by your lonesome but it didn't last long.

Leon knelt infront of you.

"Still achey? Poor thing... let me" he began massaging your feet and calves with a smirk that spoke of alternate motives.

"Cant have my boy be sore" he commented.

Chris came into the room not long after, sleeves rolled up. He sat beside you on thr couch offering you a straw connected to the drink in his hand a nice smoothie made jussttttt how you like it.

"Here drink this it'll help with your headaches youve been having recently. I added some magnesium." He said softly.

Leons warm big hands were working your joints out moving from your legs to your often achey hands.

"Your so pretty bunny" leon kissed your wrist sitting on the other side of you opposite of chris.

Chris set the smoothie aside and began rubbing your back. It made you relax it was warm and leon kept rubbing out all those stubborn knots in your muscles eventually reaching your shoulders.

"So tense, relax baby I've got you" he said pushing his thumbs into it which elicited a short muffled groan from you.

You immediately shut your mouth after embarrassed it had slipped out.

"Sorry baby" he said kissing the back of your neck, it made you shiver.

He kept rubbing out your stiff neck cooing at you particularly hard today.... you wondered why... mmmm..

Chris started brushing your hair gently massaging his fingers through your scalp, leon sat even closer now that he was done massaging out your shoulders wrapping an arm around you and moving your legs into his lap.

"You've been so tired recently, maybe you deserve a little pampering hm? Little trash tv and rest" He smiled hand on your thigh pulling blankets over you and reaching for the tv remote

Chris wasn't one to be beat however so he too moved in making you look at his with a hand on your jaw.

"You been sleeping okay? Those eyebags are pretty deep." He said with a comforting tone of voice like warm tea on a sore throat.

"Uhh.. maybe im a bit tired yeah" you mumbled brain feeling a little fried.

"Thats not a clear response. How did you sleep last night." He pushed further

"Not very good... didn't feel restful and I dunno ive been having trouble getting cozy recently-" you said with a frown.

Leon was so close staring at you with those big blue eyes and dumb smile as he held you and practically pet you.

chris's big brown doe eyes weren't much better but atleast he didn't feel like he was staring into your soul.

You could feel the warmth of leons body big and almost like a weighted blanket on your one side, you felt your eyes growing heavy, it was so warm.. and comforting being right here just needed a pillow and youd be set...

Chris leaned in aswell so close you could smell the faint sent of cigarettes and woody cedar stuck to him.

"Cant have that can we? Maybe you need to relax more.. we can help you with that." Chris said having you lean back more into leon as he took over kissing you senseless.

Soon you were getting jumped by both angles both of them kissing your cheeks at once you felt like your head was going to explode.

It was incredibly domestic all snuggled up with leon browsing through shows to watch and chris reading quietly.

Between the petting and the warm blankets and the tv on in the background you passed out before you could even fight back against the weight on your eyelids it swept you away before you could think properly.

"Bunny, what season were we on again i think we've already seen-" leon spoke holding the remote turning to look at you.

"Y/n?- " he snickered.

"I think we short circuited our boyfriend" he whispered to chris who was reading an article on his phone.

reader pov :

[two-boys-one-fic]

If possible an insecure ftm reader x any leon smut where hes just reassuring reader that he doesnt need to be cis to be loved. Pls thank you hehehehe

Take care

Re9!leon × ftm!reader

This was cute to write I wish I could have a big strong older man take care of me lowk angels been craving it hide your dads everyone ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐

Warnings - smut,flufff,insecurities so bad self talk but leon is NOT having it, pre-op but on testosterone.

You were doomed since the moment you opened your mouth, youd made the mistake of talking bad about yourself while looking in the mirror with your boyfriend around.

You made a heavy sigh looking at the curve of your chest like it personally vexed you.

"Sometimes i wish I just wasnt born trans at all- I would have preferred just being born a boy or not at all im so tired of this bullshit." You reached around under your shirt to take off your binder or atleast try too without lifting your shirt which was a nearly impossible task

He walked up behind you. his rather large arms snaking around your waist as he kissed your neck making you look rather small in comparison.

"Don't say that about yourself" he said firmly.

"you're the man you are today because of your struggles, and I love the man you are today." he murmured against your neck holding you tighter biceps flexing a little with the movement.

You didn't seem very convinced.

"Things would have just.. been easier yknow. If I was a guy" you mumbled.

"You are a guy." He was more firm with his tone now looking at you analytically.

"You know what I meant-" you sighed.

"I dont. Your a man. One of the best men I know." He grabbed your shoulders and turned you to face him forcing you to look him in the eye.

"But wouldn't it just be... easier? If I had a..... you know." You mumbled.

"Its plenty easy as is. And you do have one." He furrowed his brows at you that stare feeling like a magnifying glass burning you.

You shifted to step away sitting on the bed looking tired head in your hands.

"Look lets just- lets not talk about this... its making me depressed" you spoke quietly trying to avoid the problem.

Leon stepped over kneeling infront of you looking up to make eyecontact again.

"No. We're talking about this. Your a handsome man and damn sexy too you dont have to be Cis to be a true man. You already are and your just as deserving of love" he said voice not wavering even a second as his hand lightly guided your jaw to keep looking at him when he spoke.

"And ill prove it to you.." he began trailing kisses up your calf rubbing and massaging out muscles as he moved slowly.

Even rubs and heated kisses sliding up your knee and towards your boxers.

"I love you, I love coming home to my handsome boyfriend your so good to me I might aswell return the favor." He kissed your Tdick through your boxers experimentally pausing to see what reaction he was getting before continuing.

"Your getting so big now.. been thinking about this all day." He murmured the vibrations making you twitch.

He began mouthing at you through the thing cotton fabric of your boxers even licking a stripe up it for good measure his hands rubbing your thighs.

"May i?" He looked up at you while nuzzled against your crotch.

"You can." You nodded face a fire red you didn't quite have many ideas on what to say but you didn't want him to stop.

He flipped his thumbs into the waistband of your underwear and slid them down in one smooth stroke before leaning back to his spot.

"Been dreaming about sucking this cock for weeks." He mouthed the sensitive flesh making you jump with how sudden it was.

Warm and wet tounge licking a stripe up your length and latching his lips over it one hand rubbing up and down your hairy happy trail and stomach as the other holds your thigh open for him.

You groaned and tried to hold still against the sudden assault on your senses, tired eyes fluttering as he sucks loudly and sloppily licks you.

"Such a big boy" he spoke right against it making your hair stand on end as a tremor wracks your body hand moving to his hair automatically to anchor yourself in some way.

You opened your eyes catching the view in the mirror leons head bobbing up and down on your dick as he stayed on his knees before you.

You moaned feeling him get more confident with his motions groaning against your heated flesh as he does.

Your hips began grinding against his face you could feel that familiar ache coiling deeply in your bones.

Tugging those blonde locks between your fingers. Suprised to hear him moan so much when you did.

He rubbed your hips with his thumbs a he pulled you impossibly closer eating your t-dick like a man starved until he finally feels you shudder and squirm with a squeal.

He laps up every drop of cum he can burying his entire face between your folds as your hips buck and grind against him.

"Good boy," he finally parts panting and covered in slick. His entire face glistening.

You wheezed, Tired, and dazed he pushes you to lay back on the bed as he cleans you up with a washcloth.

You can feel him slide boxers on you then join you in bed but honestly they felt a little big, you looked down and realized they were his boxers the nice navy ones he wore.

He wrapped his arms around your chest and stomach bear hugging you back into him as he spoons you from behind moving to drag up the large comforter over you.

"Just sleep baby ive got you. You look so tired.." he murmured to you warmly.

[two-boys-one-fic]

Vendetta leon × gn!gamer!reader

Another domestic vendetta leon drabble because i cannot be stopped i want him in my bed reading the newspaper.

.. ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ Sorry for inconsistent posts recently doctor got burnt out and ive been sick... new stuff is coming though!!! Working on two other big fics that will release hopefully next week.

× leon often finds himself drinking at home.. sometimes he'll go to bars but mostly he just likes the quiet and being left alone.

× so when he comes home from a mission with a bag from the liquor store in his arms and finds you hunched over in the dark on the couch with your laptop open your phone open to a guide a comically large iced tea can and a controller in your hand he cant help but smile a little.

× he sighed tossed his jacket on the hook and chucked his shoes off pouring himself a glass he moves and finds himself sitting with you on the couch taking a nice swig of his whiskey before setting it down

× you look over at him and smile clearly about to ask how his day at work was but he just shakes his head stopping you before you could

"What are you playing?" He mumbled as he scooted closer to you

× you responded of course rambling on about some survival horror game you were playing he didn't listen too deeply

× he loved this. Quiet but not too quiet to the point where his mind starts to creep up on him.

× the small comforting clicks of your controller and breathing was like a nice white noise.

× after he finished his glass he found himself pleasantly relaxed but.. a little bolder..

× he scooted even closer till you were flush, thighs against eachother, shoulder to shoulder then he carefully wrapped an arm around your waist and dragged you into his lap when he felt no resistance

× he hugged you under the arms so you could keep playing and just soaked in your warmth listening and feeling your heartbeat.

× the reassurance that your still alive and breathing right here was grounding he laid his head in the nook of your shoulder tiredly.

× he doesnt know how long he just sat there but eventually he becomes increasingly aware that its around 1am and you both should be in bed.

× but he just couldn't bring himself to move he found himself sinking into the couch and taking you with him as you both lay now sharing the same pillow

× you were still gaming only letting out a yawn before realizing leon had fallen asleep his gentle breathing a sign hed finally given up on staying awake

× he held you in his embrace even in sleep his strong arms were a firm cage you found yourself not ever wanting to leave he was so warm a blanket wasnt even needed

× your movements on the controller got sloppier and sloppier

× before eventually you followed leons slumber suit and dropped your controller somewhere on the floor it having slipped out of your limp hands.

× the both of you tangled in a warm embrace sleeping well past the early morning and into the afternoon... well... whatever you both deserve a lazy day anyway..

[two-boys-one-fic]

may i request forcemasc with re2 leon and ftm reader with top surgery? even better if impact and possesion kinks are sprinkled on top, need that blonde bitch to do Things to me

No cause your so real for that we both agree

Sexy boy

Re2 Leon x ftm!reader

[smut 18+ | impact play, possession, forcemasc]

Leon was an absolute sweetheart. The station loved him. He always brought in donuts on Fridays and was never afraid to speak up to those who needed to be knocked down a few pegs.

You guys were close before becoming coworkers at raccoon city police station.

Having gone to the same academy and shared a bunk, your bond was close inseparable even where you went he followed.

He constantly spoke up for you- it was sweet, really. Everytime others tried to call you anything than sir, or if they’d dare to try your deadname , had him barking chasing them up their trees like a dog chasing a squirrel.

He always defended you. he was the one who helped with your t-shots and made you big hearty home cooked meals that made your mouth water when you recovered from your top surgery, making sure you never had to strain or get up from bed too much. It was only natural you started to date. Now standing in the mirror with a huff- looking at yourself with a scowl in the mirror.

Youd been feeling particularly bad recently. Too many little comments burrowed under your skin like ticks eating away at your flesh.

Your scars curled up your ribs and chest, you stretched and looked at yourself with a frown; cladded in only your boxers you didn't even notice leon who had been standing in the doorway- watching until he approached you from behind. Curling his toned arms around your waist, his face dipping into the crook of your neck pressing a warm , wet kiss there.

"What is it that my beautiful boy’s seeing, huh? Why are you scowling at your reflection"

His voice warm , and sweet- dripping smoothly like honey. His rough hands slowly rubbing your tummy- his palms and finger pads finally developing callouses. His eyes stared at yours in the mirror - the way he ever so slightly took in every detail and inch of your gorgeous body.

“Nothin just- do you even see me as a man? I’m such a pathetic excuse for one. Can’t even stand up for myself.”

you mumbled, your hands coming up and rubbing your top surgery scars- the raised skin feeling rough and unkind under your touch.

"Dont say that.. yknow masculinity isnt the absence of all things gentle... you’re so handsome and ill make sure you dont forget it" he moved his arms around your hips dragging you along.

Till you both sat on the edge of the bed his hands slipped up , tracing your scars while he kissed your back. His one hand slipped down the front of your body, rubbing you through the front of your boxers- achingly slow when you trembled and squirmed trying to grind a little faster against his hand. he slipped his arm around your left arm- grabbing your chin roughly, his legs pinning yours wide- restricting you.

He held your chin, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror

"Use your words. What does my sexy boy want?" He said firmly slapping your t-cock through the fabric just hard enough for it to tingle.

"Can- can you please keep rubbing- little faster cmon.." you whined- looking at yourself in the mirror. You needy, glazed over look- shocked even you.. youd been so irritable and tense lately ; especially after getting your shot done a few days ago.

"Rub what? Be specific" he said sweetly , kissing your neck as if he wasnt teasing you so manly right now.

"Cmon just rub my clit-" youd barely gotten the words out before youd gotten another harsh slap to you aching flesh.

"Thats not what that is." He said sweetly as you groaned and tried to look away he forced your chin back.

".....please just rub my cock" you mumbled

"What was that? I didn't hear you" leons voice carried a sweetly sick teasing tone- seeping deep under your skin.

“Fuck- rub my cock- please , Leon..” you whined, your body tensing as another harsh slap was made to that pretty cock.

“That’s what I love to hear. Such a good, good boy for me.”

he raised his lips to the shell of your ear, whispering breathily.

“Is this what you want, huh?”

he groaned as he dipped a finger inside your through your boxers- the thin fabric a little rough against your gummy walls.

“Just want my hands all over your cock, hm?”

he huffed out, grinding his bulge against your ass as he watched you in the mirror, moving his fingers like his life depended on it. Your moans fueled his ache , his teeth sinking down into your shoulder, moving across each blade and marking them, even at the nape of your neck.

“Want everybody to know whose good boy you belong to. Say it.”

he commanded , landing another harsh slap to the tender flesh.

“L-Leon kennedy’s.”

you choked out, having such a hard time making a simple sentence. Another slap was made to your cock as he slipped his fingers out of you, lifting your hips with his. He snaked his hand up - toying with the band of your boxers.

“Gonna show you who you belong to.”

he whispered against your ear, a sly smile creeping onto his face as he yanked down your boxers, staring at the glistening mess between your legs in the mirror.

“Look at that pretty cock- all mine.”

he hummed, pinching the bundle of nerves , running his fingers in slow, steady circles. Before rudely spearing his fingers into puffy folds again not even bothering to tease first.

Fast and hard, he kept going till he felt your gummy walls clench around his rough fingers . Crying out while twitching and bucking while he curls his fingers through your orgasm. Fingers wet and pruney with your release, he keeps them in place till you stop twitching. He slowly drags his fingers out of your sensitive aching hole.

He brings them to his lips , wrapping his wet tongue around them, sucking the slick release off them while staring right into your half lidded eyes. He watches them go wide as you realize what he’s doing- a smile forming on his lips as he releases his fingers with a pop.

"My boy tastes so good..."

He moves you to lay back against the pillows in bed- hovering over you. His hard on tenting his pants; the fabric just screaming for mercy.

"Here.. just let me clean you up. Youve been such a good boy for me.. I think you deserve a reward" he smirked before moving downward.

"Wuh..- huh? " you mumbled incoherently your brain still fuzzy before you jerked and yelped

"Lee- Leon- shit hhhmph fuck! Slow down-" you whimpered out as he held your hips in place- his nails digging into the soft flesh. He kept your hips in place as he sucked and licked like a mad man.

Leons lips latched onto your t-cock, flicking his tounge over the sensitive abused bud, sucking and slurping like a man having his last meal. You cried out and shivered- hands shooting down and grasping a handful of his hair.

He groaned at the tug to his golden locks grinding his hips down into the matress insistently.

“Down.”

His teeth grazed over the tense bud, before biting down slightly- hard enough to make you shoot up in surprise.

All your pathetic whines were going straight to his throbbing dick as he dry humped the bed a little to relieve that presser curling in his stomach.

he commanded from between your puffy lips, his tongue glazing over the bud to sooth it slightly before digging his tongue deep inside you. The knot in your stomach became more and more prominent the more he sucked, kissed and bit at you until it finally snapped- your back arching as your nails dug into his scalp, moaning loudly as you bucked into his poor face he was groaning loudly the sound reverberating on your sensitive flesh.

He watched you ride your high, lifting his head up and smiling , his chin and lips looking oily. He sat up wobbly and smiley and thats when you spotted it, the very obvious cum stain in his pants..

"Cmon ill run us a bath.. you did so well" He kissed your face all over and massaged your tender hips.

You just closed your eyes letting yourself float into a blissful state..

You knew hed take good care of you... he always did.

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐

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