the best part about freedom of thought is I don't need to accept it if leon is with ada or claire or anyone- i headcanon hes with me and all the other x reader girlies, and thats REAL TO ME.
(not smut but yk just average saturday shenanigans)
“You know those are bad for you,” he mutters into the soft skin of your calf, his lips grazing the muscle, making you shiver.
You take another drag before answering.
“Yeah, I know, darling. I’m sorry,” you answer apologetically before putting the cigarette away and pulling yourself up with your hands.
You are spread out on the wooden floor of his home, your legs shamelessly touching your boyfriend’s chest.
Life hasn’t been this peaceful in a while, and there’s nothing better than a good Saturday spring morning to spend on your boyfriend’s hardwood floor.
“C’mere,” he murmured, his voice raspy and low, as he pulled you close, lifting you with ease before settling you gently into his lap.
It didn’t take long for his hands to wander around your body, his lips meeting yours in a slow, hungry kiss. You can feel his tongue slipping into your mouth, deepening the kiss as you both tangle your fingers in each other’s hair.
May the world be damne—
Both of you freeze as you hear the doorbell.
“Oh, fuck me,” he mumbled, frustrated, as he propped himself up, about to stand from the couch, when you pushed him back down, his back hitting the cushions.
"That's the plaan."
once again credits to @cafekitsune for dividers and im sorry for any kinds of mistakes, english is not my first language <33
and all this cutie, sweetheart, rookie Leon to end up as sassy, brat re4 Leon years later, who manhandles you in bed and throws you around while giving you the most toe curling head ever
well, he learned how to treat his girl the way she wants it 🤷♀️
dad!leon kennedy is exactly the type to reply with "👍" to all of the messages AND solve whatever the issue is right on (especially if he has a daughter) like imagine
i really got carried away with that gif earlier and wrote this in 15 minutes i hope you like it (you can definitely see my yearn for italy there too)
Roman Godfrey was never the type to invest too much in his relationships. His absolute maximum was kissing a cheerleader in the hallways, pressing her against a locker while whispering dirty promises into her ear until she inevitably bored him to death.
And thats how it was until you came into his life.
You weren’t a ray of sunshine either. You kept people at arm’s length as soon as it got serious, avoided getting too attached, and everyone knew that if the two of you were to ever happen, you would make a hell of a couple.
Well, as math dictates: negative and negative equals positive.
Little did anyone know, the two of you fit each other perfectly. The pure trust, stability, and understanding in the relationship led you both places neither of you thought you would ever get to.
Even if those places happened to be a week in Portofino on hot summer days, celebrating your first anniversary.
Morning sex became a habit, getting drunk off each other’s taste. Tangled sheets and lazy laughter as you lay on his chest in your underwear, feeding him luscious gelato off a spoon with a lazy smile.
Afternoons stood for sunbathing in his rented red convertible while reading a book, your bare legs draped out the window as he smoked right beside you, his hand wandering on your thigh.
You loved sharing a cigarette with him then and there, and loved it even more when he would do all the work for you and blow the smoke directly into your lungs, grinning like a cheshire cat against your lips. You loved it when he would gently kiss you afterwards to make up for his actions.
You loved it all, and so did he. Thats why you two worked out.
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