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Caught red handed

{You catch Leon in a time of need}

Thank you to this Annon who planted this idea in my brain, enjoy my lovelies! 💕

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Slow days in the office were few and far between, but when they did happen, god, they were boring. The time seemed to go much slower than normal, the minutes felt like hours as it neared eight pm.

You sigh, looking over at the clock for what had to be the hundredth time in the last two minutes. Your chin resting on your palm. Almost everyone had gone home and there was nothing left to do, so perhaps that’s why you decided to check up on Leon, knowing he had a lot of work to do. After all, he does the same thing for you.

You knock gently before walking in, without really thinking. You frown softly in confusion at the way Leon scrambles, frantically, to close his laptop, eyes wide with shock, and his face flushed with a distinct red dusting his cheeks.

“Are you okay sir?” You ask, with the sweetest tone he's ever heard as you walk over to him. He nods his head, clearing his throat.

He doesn’t answer, he can’t. The words stuck in the back of his throat, and all he can manage to stutter out is a small, ‘I’m okay’ through uneven breaths, sitting up slightly in his chair as he does.

You don’t believe him, and he knows deep down you can see right through him and his filthy secret. So when you reach over to open up his laptop he doesn’t stop you, he knows he’s already caught.

His laptop lights up, and your Twitter page is on full display. Chest bare and your fingers pressed against your clit, over a cute pair of panties, you had brought.

Leon wants the floor to open up and swallow him whole as he watches your eyes widen along with the shaky sigh that falls from your supple lips. Whatever insults you're about to hurl at him, well, he ultimately deserves it.

But then he catches the smirk that adorns your pretty face, the flash of mischief that flickers through your eyes, as you ask him, “Do you like what you see, sir?” You smile, brushing his fringe away from his eyes. He can’t look at you far too ashamed of you catching him.

In all honesty, Leon can’t believe this is happening and he would be completely lying if he said that it wasn’t turning him on.

“Of course I do- you- you’re beautiful” he breathes out, a confession that takes you back a little bit. He looks up at you through his eyelashes as you guide his hands to the zipper in the back of your skirt.

Your hand trails down his chest towards his crotch, ghosting over his hard cock. “How long have you known it was me?” You ask, enjoying the way he lets out an almost pitiful whimper, breath hitching.

“A while- oh fuck” he whines at the loss of contact as you pull away. He watches with wide eyes as you tug down your skirt and Leon rushes to push aside all the papers, making room for you to sit before him on the dark wooden desk.

His hands resting against your knees as they trail upward, gentle fingers running along your inner thigh.

“Do they look familiar?” You ask him, taking his hands in your own, stopping them from wandering across your body. He nods, looking down at your panties with a smile.

You lean forward slightly, your hands still holding his, “How badly do you want to touch me?” You whisper, watching his eyes flicker down to your chest.

“So bad baby. You’re all I think about” he admits with a sigh, hands itching to touch you again. And you grant him his wish, watching them wander back up your thighs.

You don’t stop him when he starts to unbutton your blouse, letting the soft fabric fall down your shoulders revealing the matching bra. Leon admires you, with a hushed, “Oh fuck, sweetheart”, his rough hands caressing your sides, rubbing at your hips as they trail back down over your thighs.

He stands up suddenly, and it’s then you see just how painfully turned on he is, the sight makes you gasp. “Like what you see?” He smirks, standing in between your legs.

Leon leans into you, lips ghosting over your own. “Very much, sir” you whisper, gentle hands pushing his blazer off his shoulders as he kisses you, chasing after your mouth as if he’s been dying to do this for the past year, and honestly he has.

Your fingers thread through his hair, urging him closer to you as he pushes his tongue against yours, allowing the desperate need for you to overtake his senses. His lips trail over to your jaw traversing down to your neck, as he peppers hot kisses to the sensitive skin. “Lay back honey” he whispers against your neck.

You do as he asks, laying back slightly, propping yourself up on your elbows while he sits back down, His lips trailing along your thighs as your hips squirm in anticipation.

“Making your dreams come true huh?” He smirks, his fingers ghosting along your cunt, over your underwear. “I read what you write baby. Read all about how badly you wanna be eaten out on a desk, my desk” his finger pushes the damp fabric to the side whilst his other hand pushes your legs further apart.

And before you can even come up with a response his tongue is trailing up your slick folds, circling at your clit, hot and wet against you. “Fuck!- I write them about you” you admit through whine, fingers threading through his soft hair as he sucks at your clit.

Your confession goes straight to his dick as he palms himself through his work slacks. The thought of you sitting down and writing all those filthy thoughts about him drives him absolutely insane.

He slips his fingers inside you with ease, the mixture of his spit and your pleasure makes it all too easy. Leon moans against your clit, mumbling something about how 'wet you are' as he curls his fingers deep inside you, making you arch into his touch.

“This what you do in your spare time? Fantasise about fucking your boss?” He asks, playful mockery lacing his tone as he bites at your inner thighs.

“Ha- you can’t say that as if you don’t jerk off to my nudes, in your office” you scoff, whining out in desperation as he goes back to sucking at your clit.

You can feel yourself getting closer, the feeling of his calloused fingers slipping in and out of you with his tongue lapping at your clit, it makes your head spin in ways you didn't think were imaginable.

You sit you pushing at Leon’s shoulder as he pulls away from you with a slightly perplexed look. “I want you- inside me” you huff.

“I was inside you” he chuckles. God, he’s lucky he’s so hot.

“Not what I meant.” You tell him, reaching down to his cock, you smile when his breath hitches. “You know exactly what I want,” you whisper.

With that Leon grabs your hips, tugging you off the desk as you gasp softly and you get the hint pretty quickly as you turn around. Leon’s hands immediately grope at your ass as you wiggle your hips, teasing him.

He tugs your underwear off letting it fall to your ankles as he nudges your legs apart, and you can hear him unzip his trousers as he pulls his cock out, stroking himself a few times before lining himself up with you. Leon doesn’t have the patience to tease you any longer, so instead he pushes himself deep into you.

“Fuck- baby you’re so tight” he whines, leaning to press kisses to your shoulders as he whispers endearments into your skin.

“Leon- please. Fuck me.” You beg, pushing back on him as he grasps at your hips.

He gives you what you want, setting a mind-numbing pace. His hips snap against your ass as you meet him halfway. The lewd squelching noise of your wet cunt tantalises him as he continues to fuck you senselessly.

“God Leon- feel so good” you mewl, as he moans into your neck, whimpering about how close he is as his thrust become a lot more sloppier.

“Are- fuck- are you close?” he moans, as his arm slips around your waist, bringing his fingers to circle your clit, and he groans when he feels you tense around him.

Your nails dig into his wooden desk as your hips move against his own, “Yes!- m’so close Leon, gonna cum” you blabber on without a thought as he continues to fuck you over his desk.

“Shit- where d’you want me sweetheart?” His tone weak as he loses himself to his own pleasure.

Your mind becomes all foggy, and the only thing you can stutter out is a breathy “In- inside” as you squeeze your eyes shut.

“You sure?” Leon asks. Ever the sweetheart.

And in return you gasp out a sting of ‘Yes’ chanting the three letters, as he fucks into you, until you both lose yourselves, cumming together through heavy, uneven breaths while he fucks you through your orgasm, a sudden warmth filling you up. Leon peppers soft kisses against your neck, trailing over to your shoulders as you both start to come steadily down from your highs.

He warns you softly before pulling out of you with a wince. He pulls his trousers back up. “That was-” he trails off, watching as you tug your panties back up, along with your black skirt.

“Really good?” You ask with a giggle, sitting yourself in his chair as he drapes his blazer over your shoulders.

“Better than good” he walks over to the water dispenser and pours you a drink, handing it to you with a sweet smile.

You thank him as you take a sip, “I take it I lived up to your dreams?” Leon doesn’t respond at first, instead, he tucks your hair behind your ear, kissing the corner of your mouth before whispering the gentle words, “You’ve never disappointed me. Ever.” And despite the fact you’ve both just had sex in his office, it's his words that make you go all bashful a warmth bleeding across your chest.

“I’ll call you a taxi, yeah? Go clean up and get some sleep, sweetheart” he says, care dripping from his tone, “Oh-and make sure you call me when you get home” All you can do in return is nod and thank him yet again.

Once you get back to your apartment you notice a small plastic bag, full of Thai food, only your favourites, and you smile to yourself when you realise Leon must have ordered it for you. Your sweet loving boss, you'll have to come up with a way to pay him back.

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I almost didn’t post this because I was crumbling under the pressure of this not being good enough. But anyway I hope you enjoyed it!

those who were asked to be tagged- <3

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Yallll okay so I got a request for a enemies to lovers with Spencer!! I’m not gonna lie I falling out of love with Spencer😔😔 send me requests also!! I have no thoughts in my brain. Some one tell me to finish this? any who here a sneak peak?!?

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You open your eyes feeling heat and weight to your right. You feel something under your back, and something wrapped around your chest. Your back is pressed against something and your ass is being ground against. You come to realize it’s Spencer, whimpering your name as he dry humped you in his sleep. You let out a loud laugh.

“Wha-“ Spencer says as he realized the situation. “I-“ he goes to say but is cut off by your laughs. “Shit.” He sighs and releases you from your grasp.

“What the fuck.” You laugh. Spencer rubs his nose bridge. “I'm sorry, what just happened?”

“You know what happened.” His voice is calm, too calm.

“I don’t know what to say.”

“Just go back to bed.” He says turning over.

“Don’t you want to finish?” You say at first as a joke, but the way his head spins around you know he didn’t take it that way. His face is puzzled.

“What?” He sits up and you do the same.

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Y’all give me requests! Idk what to post broo. I want to I just am empty minded!!!! It’s like a dessert in there bro

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“Miss you..”

Leon S. Kennedy x reader

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AN- I feel like this is short, but like how do you make phone sex long? Idk lol. I Hope you guys lit it tho. Like and reblog? also ask to out on my tag list 🏷️

CW- phone sex, pet names(princess), sir kink(it was said one time) femme reader, marking.

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you sit on the couch, watching tv as one of your cds plays in the background. You were extremely bored and quite frankly lonely. Your boyfriend has been gone for a week and a half on some mission he can’t tell you about. He told you that it might be a few more days before he can make it home. You play with the string on your pajama shorts as you think about him.

Your phone lights up on the coffee table, you grab it and flip it open. It’s a text.

Silly goose

Hey, you free?

Yeah

Call me.

You go to dial Leon’s number but his name pops up on the screen before you could. You accept the call and press your phone to your ear.

“Hello?” You say gently into the phone.

“Hey, princess.” He says softly as background noise is evident. As the noise quiets as he slips into a bathroom. “How are you?” His voice is at its natural level.

“Good, I miss you tho.” You say solemnly.

“I miss you too. I should be home soon, within the next few days.” His voice holds the same tone.

“Really?” You ask hopefully. “I hope so, my hands aren't cutting it anymore.” You tease him.

“Princess, that’s not fair.” He groans at the thought. He has gone so long without you being in his arms, even the thought of something as simple as you touching yourself for him going. “God, you’re mean.”

“How come?” You giggle softly.

“You’re gonna make me a mess if you keep talking like that.” He says as his pants become tight.

“Exactly, that’s my plan!” You say a smile prominent in your voice. “I want you to miss me as much as I miss you.” Your voice teasing.

“I miss you alright.”

“How bad?” You ask, knowing that the fealing was mutual.

“So bad it hurts.” His voice had a low growl to it. “You gonna take care of the mess you made?”

“I can try.” You say as your hand teases your cunt through your shorts. A whimper falls from my mouth.

“Are you-“ he cuts himself off. “Are you touching yourself, princess?”

“Yes sir.” I say, breathy. You can hear it as a belt buckle unbuckles and a zipper moves. “Are you?”

“Yes princess.” He groans as his hands wrap around the base of his cock. He moans as he begins fisting his cock.

“You got me all wet thinking about you.” Your hands dance over your clit as you tease yourself. Small moans come from your mouth as you do.

“You sound so good.” His grip tightens. “Wanna touch you.”

“I miss your hands, Leon.” He groans at the sounds of his name. “Miss them in me.” You circle fast and tight circles on your clit.

“I miss your face,” he moans. “Miss you swallowing my cum.” Your back arches off the couch as you slide your fingers into your cunt.

“Oh shit.” You whisper.

“I miss marking you,” you curl your fingers. “I bet they all faded by now.” He says as he bites his lip trying to keep his voice down.

“They are,” you say whimpering. “I could be anyone now.” You say to get his attention.

“Mine.” He grunts as his eyebrows furrow. “You’re mine, don’t joke about that.”

“I’m yours, Leon.” You give in. “All yours.”

“Miss those pretty tits.” He says as his mind begins to cloud.

“I need you here, Leon.” Your voice shakes as pleasure builds.

“I know,” he says softly. “Need you here too, princess. Are you close?”

“Yes,” your eyes screwed shut as your fingers slipped in and out of you. “So close.”

“Cum for me, princess.” His voice rings in your ears as your thighs shake. Your hips lift into the ear as you borderline scream in ecstasy. Leon let’s a shaky moan out as his hips buck into his hand. You climax in unison. The call goes silent for a few moments. “Baby?” He asks gently.

“Yeah?” I whisper.

“Are you okay?” He asks as he stares at the mess he made.

“Yeah, tired.” He smiles as your soft voice. He cleans himself up as he thinks about how much he wants to hold you.

“I love you, but I have to go. Are you gonna go to sleep?” He asks.

“Mhm.” Your voice is low.

“Okay, I love you, good night, princess.” He smiles as he doesn’t hear anything back. He closes his phone, ending the call. Your phone now beside you lights up, your face still open as you lay sleeping.

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Ik no one asked for it but I have a Leon fic coming out at 1:11 am tmr!! It’s a smutty phone call🥵 lol. Ask to be put on my tag list. Any who here’s a snip of it.

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“I miss marking you,” you curl your fingers. “I bet they all faded by now.” He says as he bites his lip trying to keep his voice down.

“They are,” you say whimpering. “I could be anyone now.” You say to get his attention.

“Mine.” He grunts as his eyebrows furrow. “You’re mine, don’t joke about that.”

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“Poor thing..”

Spencer Reid x reader

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AN- this was written a while back and was on my old blog, I changed a few things. This was my first angst/fluff and first Spencer fic. I’ll be adding a character list soon!

CW- knife, gun, death, reader comforting

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Getting on the jet, I let out a sigh. It was a tough case and we didn’t profile suicide by cop. That didn’t stop the unsub from charging directly at Reid, knife in hand. Reid ended up having to shoot the boy. The unsub wasn’t anything but 16.

Reid walks onto the jet, looking disheveled. It was late, bud Rossi and Hotch thought it would

It Is better to sleep in our own beds. He drops his bag on the floor and takes the seat next to mine. I look over at him, he’s deep in thought.

“What’s on your mind?”

“Nothing, ju-“ he stopped, further raising his eyebrows. “I feel bad.” My heart hurt for him, the boy had a lot in common with Spencer and he built a one sided bond with the unsub. He saw himself in him.

“Oh Spence,” a frown growing on my face. “It’s not your fault.” I say pulling him into a hug. “It’s okay.” I rub my hand down his back, trying my best to comfort him. When Derek walked into the plane I let Spencer go. “Why don’t you try to get some sleep?” I say putting a hand on his shoulder. He nods, taking off his glasses and placing them on the table in front of us. He sighs, rubbing the spot where his forehead and nose connected, he puts his head on my shoulder. I wrap an arm around him. He’s out pretty fast. My hand absentmindedly plays with his hair. My fingers dance over the nape of his neck.

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When we get back to the NCAVC, I walk to my desk to grab something I need for the weekend we get off. Arron calls Spencer in his office. I put my bag in my lab, shoving the paperwork I need in a folder.

“Hey, is boy wonder okay?” Penelope says, startling me. “I heard about what happened.”

“He’s okay.” I say nodding. “He’s a little hurt, but he’ll make it.”

“Good, you know he wouldn’t talk about it if he was upset.” She says turning to walk away.

“Hey Pen,” she spins around again raising her eyebrows. “Don’t mention it to him, you know how he-“

“I won’t, don’t worry sweet pea.” I watch her walk away.

“You ready?” Spencer asks . I just nod in response.

The ride home was quiet, Spence didn’t say anything. He kept his hand on my thigh, squeezing every so often. I put my hand over his and rubbed his wrist with the pad of my thumb.

I take my shoes off at the door, dropping my coat with it. Spencer follows me in. I turn to him and loosen his tie. He toes off his shoes, and I take his hand leading him into the bedroom. I flip on the lamp beside the bed, then I unbutton his shirt, sliding it off his shoulders. I turn to the dresser in our room, and I grab two shirts and a pair of sweatpants. I hand him a shirt and sweats. I pull the zipper of my skirt down, then I unbutton the front of my shirt. I slid on Spencer’s shirt. I grab his hand and pull him into the bed. He lays his head on my chest and I pet his hair with one hand and rub his back with the other.

“You did what you had to, you know that right?” He mumbles something in response but I can’t make it out. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He whines. “It’s just, did he just have to die?”

“No he didn’t,” I say looking down at him. “You could have let him kill you.”

“I just, I can’t get his face out of my mind.”

“I know, I’m sorry.” The warmth of his body on mine, makes my mind betray me. I try to fight it but I fall asleep.

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I wake to the cold air hitting my body. I grab a blanket from the foot of the bed, and walk to the living room to find Spence. He’s sitting on the couch, reading. He flips through a book, one he’s read before. He looks tired.

“Have you slept at all since you got off the plane?” He looks up at me, doe-eyed. He nods.

“I had a nightmare, and couldn’t go back to sleep.” I sit next to him, my hand goes to his cheek.

“You poor thing.”

“Don’t worry, I’m used to it.” He smiles.

“Spence, that doesn’t make it any healthier.” I bite my lip. “You need sleep, honey.”

“I know, I'll try.”

“Are you hungry?” I am trying to change the subject.

“No,” he puts his book down. “Just, will you stay with me- for a while?” I nod and he pulls me into his lap. I rest my head on his shoulder. “Thank you.”

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Characters list

Shows

Criminal minds

-Spencer Reid

-Aaron Hotchner

Movies

Bullet train

-tangerine

Scream

-Ethan Landry

Games

Resident evil

- Leon Kennedy

I’ll add more as time goes on lol

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Hey y’all, I used to be this cool blog with like 400 followers but I got deleted. I wrote for Carl Grimes. But I’m back now so give me asks and requests! I’m down to write smut and stuff so send me anything and if I don’t agree I just won’t do it lol. I need requests cause my minds dry. Any way here’s my first post and here’s my character list.