Leon s Kennedy
hehehe
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Leon s Kennedy
hehehe
want it back?
RE2 Leon x Reader, RE9 Leon x Reader
You're not sure why it's such a big deal. You're just wearing his t-shirt...
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RE2 Leon (suggestive)
“Oh sorry,” you say unbothered by his intrusion, tugging at the fabric belonging to the RPD t-shirt that hangs on your body like the mast of a ship. “I didn’t bring any pajamas with me so I snagged this. Is that okay?”
Leon clears his throat, eyes falling to your bare thighs, not daring to look any higher, definitely not at the flesh of your ass hanging out from it. “Yeah, yeah, that’s fine.”
It wasn’t as though he was going to make you return to your flooded apartment and grab your own clothes. What kind of friend would he be if he did? Maybe one that doesn’t get flustered at the sight of you wearing his clothes, maybe?
“Thanks.” You return the toothbrush–his toothbrush–to your mouth, foamy, white paste gathering at the corners.
“Brought this for you,” he says, placing a brand new toothbrush, still in its plastic sarcophagus, on the ledge of the sink. “But you can use mine. That’s totally fine too. Whatever you want.”
He’s rambling, his cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink, humiliation singed on his face as your eyes fall to his pants.
“Got a little problem there, Leon?” You say, bending at the waist to gather water from the faucet into your mouth, rinsing and spitting into the sink. He looks down to see a tent forming between his legs.
He should find you some pajama pants before this problem gets any bigger.
RE9 Leon (explicit)
“I’m sorry,” you say, cheeks aflame, noticing the way Leon’s eyes grow as wide as the full moon once he sees you in the t-shirt. “I didn't want to put my blouse back on, and found this in your closet.”
“Take it off,” he groans, chest heaving with labored breaths, gaze shooting daggers at the fabric draped over your figure.
Maybe it’s the words on the front that are so offensive to him. RPD? Or the fact that you rifled through his things, uninvited.
“I’m not wearing anything–”
He repeats the command, not giving you a moment to respond before he’s stepping toward you, taking it off your back himself. Discarding the shirt onto the floor, his hands find your breasts, kneading and squeezing, fingers pinching your nipples, hardened by the attack and the air conditioning billowing from the vent above.
“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous,” he moans under his breath, taking your lips into a desperate, slobbering kiss. He rolls your bottom lip between his teeth, sucking and pulling the flesh until it throbs. When he pulls back, there’s a hunger in his eyes that both exhilarates and frightens you. “Let me eat your pussy again before you leave?”
Your one-night stand is slowly turning into one-night-and-a-morning.
Y'all... I did a thing
Rookie Leon Kennedy is so beautiful. That’s a guy people should write sonnets about. I love all versions of him, but rookie Leon is too pretty and sweet.
his gait, his voice 😍🤤
Leon S Kennedy is copaganda that I am falling for.
Fem Leon and Fem Chris because I can