loverleonkennedy

[loverleonkennedy]

anyways its still fuckboy leon sunday so have this mini that will one day be a full fic

NSFT below. 18+ ONLY.

cw: afab gn!reader, fuckboy!leon, cheating, weed, car sex, fingering, p in v sex, unprotected sex, creampie

Getting dragged to a party that you don't want to fucking be at. But your boyfriend, sweet as he used to be, insisted. It's at his stupid fucking frat house, and he needs someone to drive him back to your dorm after.

"Why?" you bite out. "So you can hump me for three fucking minutes before you come inside me without a warning?"

"Babe--don't fucking be like that."

"Whatever. I'll go."

And so you do. You stand off in a corner. It's not the first time you've been abandoned at one of his fucking parties. And you know it won't be the last. You nurse a bottle of water, having to stay painfully sober so you can drive him home.

Then suddenly, there's a touch to your back. A familiar hand from a familiar body that's decidedly not your boyfriend's. But you know Leon. You've become accustomed to seeing him at these functions. And he knows the drill. That's especially obvious when he shouts over the music, "Where's your fuck ass boyfriend?"

"Somewhere."

"God that blows. You look like you need some space. C'mon."

Before you can protest, he's dragging you out to his car. It's parked on the street just in front of the house. Bodies are everywhere, but as soon as you make your way into the car, it all pauses. There's a sense of solace now.

"Better?" he asks.

"Better."

And maybe you just sit and talk. Maybe he pulls out a blunt, and you don't really smoke, but your head is pounding from the party, so you take a few hits. Just to loosen your muscles. Just to forget.

Forget you do. Before long, Leon has you in the backseat. And you suppose you could blame it on the weed. But as he's on top of you, fingers pressed into the heat of your cunt, you don't want to blame anything.

"Look at you. Holy shit, I can't believe that asshole is letting this fucking happen."

"He doesn't know."

"Like hell he does. Every fucking party he finds you with me. Now what's he gonna do?" Leon fucks his fingers deeper into you, makes you come all over the leather seats. "There you go, baby. I know he doesn't treat you like this."

"Leon--"

"That's right. Say my fucking name."

His cock sinks into you, and you moan. Your hand flies up to smear against the window, dragging a print over the fogged up glass. And just as you do, there's a bang. A fist connecting as you see your boyfriend beating desperately against the car.

Leon looks up, and he grins. "Put on a show for him, baby. Let him know you're sick of his shrimp dick."

You laugh a little, still riding your high from the weed, and you do just as Leon says. You arch your back, moaning loud with each thrust of his cock into your tight hole. His thumb circles your clit.

"Come on. Come for me. God, you're so fucking hot."

It takes a few more rough thrusts, the shouting from your boyfriend the background noise to your orgasm. You cry Leon's name, head thrown back, eyes making contact with your boyfriend's. He can only watch as Leon fills your pussy with his come, powerless to stop the way he fills you.

Your tattered relationship finishes with Leon, and you couldn't be happier.

[loverleonkennedy]

Apple Picking

alcoholic/sweet stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - SFW

warnings: stepcest, kissing, short and sweet

not proofread ✌️

“Are you cold?”

Leon breathes into his hands one last time before shooting you a grin, crow’s feet crinkling with the movement. 

“You wanna warm me up?”

You laugh, feeling warm all over as you take his hand in yours. 

“You’re such a dork, dad,” you swing your hands together before pulling him close and pressing a kiss to his stubbled cheek. 

“Are you cold?” he murmurs, tugging you into his chest as he noses along your hairline, “you’re little nose feels frozen.”

Giggling, you snuggle into his chest, “Nah, it’s pretty sunny today.”

He hums disbelievingly but lets you pull back to walk along the path, still holding hands. The day is sunny and bright, a crisp breeze rattling the leaves as red, ripe apples sway on the branches.

Glancing back over, you see the cutesy wicker basket the nice lady at the front gate handed to you, clasped in Leon’s other hand. 

You must have gotten here early, you muse, because the apple orchard is quiet and empty. It’s totally fine with you, since it lets you and Leon enjoy each others company with no prying eyes and whispering lips. The air smells crisp like fall weather tends to and the hint of sweetness from the fruit only makes you smile to yourself. 

You lean a little more against Leon making him chuckle and let go of your hand to wrap his hand around your lower back, tugging you even closer. He drops a kiss to the top of your head. 

“Such a sweet girl,” his low voice murmurs against your hair, giving you chill bumps.

“Daddy,” you tilt your head and whine up at him.

He kisses you quickly, tongue licking into your mouth as you sigh. Slowing to a stop, Leon drops the basket and grabs you around your waist and yanks you into his body. You mewl into his wet kisses, hands sneaking into his jacket to wrap around his body. 

After kissing you senseless, Leon finally pulls away, kissing each of your cheeks before bending down to grab the basket. 

“These apples ain’t gonna pick themselves, sweetheart,” he teases, shaking the empty basket. 

Giggling, you link your arm around his letting him pull you deeper into the orchard.  

dividers: @firefly-graphics

[loverleonkennedy]

Trust and Wisdom II

Pairing: dbf!Leon x fem!reader

Part I

Summary: you've been secretly dating your father's friend, Leon Kennedy. The sex is mind-blowing, but you're desperate to keep the relationship from your parents.

warnings: Smut, fluff, plot what plot/porn without plot, blow jobs, cunnilingus, fingering, vaginal sex, age gap, older man/younger woman, secret relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, plot armor is contraceptive, reader is 18 and out of high school, cockwarming, slight pregnancy kink, picture any Leon you want but I figure he's in his early-mid thirties!

Word count: 4k

"Welcome home!" You greet your mother and father enthusiastically as they walk in through the front door. You shift on your feet standing in the entryway, feeling the last few drops of Leon's sticky cum leaking out of you into your panties. It's a delicious reminder of this morning. Leon kissed you awake in his bed then quickly moved his head between your legs, gouging his tongue into your already dripping cunt. After you drenched his sheets again, he fucked your brains out; one of the many rapturous encounters of your week.

What a week it was! You two went at it hard and fast for nearly seven days straight! Leon kept your needy cunt perpetually full of his cum. You've never felt so alive in your entire life! He's like every naughty dream you've had all rolled into one amazing, gorgeous man. Beyond that, he's the one person who makes you feel like you're not alone. You're not sure how you'll get by during the day when you start classes next week.

"Did you have any troubles?" Your father asks.

"None at all!" You answer with a chipper tone.

"Did Leon check in on you?" He follows up.

"Mhmm," you answer plainly. Technically, it was true.

"Good. I asked him to watch out for you." Your father smiles contently.

You bite your tongue trying to withhold your smirk.

"We should invite him over for dinner," your mother says to you father as she places a hand on his shoulder, "thank him for watching out for her."

“Sure,” your father agrees. “I haven’t had a chance to catch up with him since the graduation party, anyway.”

“Is he married?” Your mother asks, eyes narrowed attempting to remember. You remain silent.

“No,” your father replies.

“Girlfriend?” your mother follows up. Yup.

“I don’t believe so. Not unless something has changed in the last few months,” your father answers. It has. “Heaven help the one who crosses his girl.”

“Why do you say that?” Your mother asks.

“Leon is probably the greatest agent we have. I may have helped train him, but he surpassed me years ago. The man is a force to be reckoned with. He once rescued the president’s daughter and took down an entire cult by himself. He looks out for the people he cares about. Trust me, if he had a wife or even a girlfriend, anyone who messes with her is a dead man."

Your mother raises her eyebrows. "Wow, really?"

"Yup." Your father turns to you and pats your shoulder. "That's why I had no worries about leaving our little girl home alone with Leon right next door. I'd trust him with my life."

"I'm eighteen, dad. Not a little girl anymore."

"I know. It doesn't mean parents don't worry about their kids. Doesn't matter how big you get, we will still look out for you. You sure did grow up fast though. Seems like just yesterday you were a little kid, playing in the living room."

Maybe if you didn't work so much, you'd have been around to watch me grow. "Well, that's what us kids do. Grow up!"

"I'll pop over next door and invite Leon for supper," your mom announces. She starts for the door.

"Oh I'll go, Mom," you chime in as nonchalantly as possible. "I was going to help him with something around his house today, anyway."

"Oh, okay, we'll see you later, then." Your mom changes direction and heads upstairs to her and your father's bedroom.

"See you later. I'll make sure to bring Leon back with me for dinner." You resist bolting out the door and take your time, lazily tying your shoes and strolling leisurely out the door. Meanwhile, your boiling cunt practically screams from being empty, demanding to be filled again. Your footsteps pick up pace as you near Leon's house. You knock on the door with a big, dumb grin on your face.

You're disoriented and gushing slick everywhere as Leon pounds into you for the umpteenth time this week. You have no idea where your clothes are; they started coming off the second Leon let you in his house. All you know is now you're on all fours on his bed, legs spread wide. He rests his chest against your back as his cock pistons in and out of you with abandon. He plants kisses on your neck and shoulders. "Good girl. Take my fucking cock." Leon's hand reaches around and gropes your breast before sliding down to circle your swollen clit. "I'm gonna fuck you til you squirt all over me, baby."

You're moaning with overwhelming passion. "Fuck!" You exclaim. You're definitely addicted to Leon. You rock your hips back, slamming yourself on the long, thick cock throbbing inside you, spreading your legs wider to take him in even further. "Oh fuck yes! Fuck me, Leon! AH! Harder!"

He groans from hearing your words. "You're so fucking sexy," Leon purrs in your ear. "I'm gonna fill this tight little cunt again. Are you ready, baby? I need you to squeeze my cock so I can cum in you." He rubs your clit with fast circles.

You moan loudly in response. Your pussy clenches, squeezing the length rubbing against the sweet spot on your walls. You cum, squirting your slick all over Leon's cock so hard it pushes him out of you. "Fuck. Good girl." His massive girth is shoved fully inside you again, thrusting hard. "I'm gonna cum, baby. Fuck, I'm gonna fill you up again." You hear a guttural moan from Leon and feel an explosion of cum fill you up, blasting hot, sticky fluid against your womb. It's the greatest feeling in the world. You cry out with intense pleasure, screaming Leon's name; music to his ears. You both collapse on the bed next to each other. When you have the wherewithal to move again, you lie yourself on his chest, hugging him sweetly.

"You were about to say something and I interrupted you," Leon says, referring to when you first arrived. He strokes your arm with one hand and rubs you back with the other.

"Oh right," you recall. "Mom and Dad want you to come over for dinner."

"Mm, but I just ate," he says with a sexy chuckle. The second Leon dropped you on his bed an hour ago, he tore your panties off and dove face first into your dripping pussy.

You chuckle back at him. "They appreciate you 'watching out for me' while they were gone."

He kisses your forehead. "Wasn't difficult." He smirks. "Had you right here in my bed the whole week."

"Don't forget Wednesday afternoon on your kitchen counter."

"Mm. Or Friday morning in the shower."

You chuckle and lazily kiss him.

"I'm curious; what did you tell your parents before you came over here?" Leon asks between sloppy kisses.

"I told them I was going to help you with something around the house. We should at least make something up before we go back over."

Leon thinks. "Hm. You know I do have a few things - pictures, gifts - that friends have sent me over the years, but I've never had a chance to put them up. We could do that if you want."

A lovely image of you and Leon married, decorating your house together crosses your mind and you grin like an idiot again then nod enthusiastically.

You spend the next couple hours hanging pictures and decorating with the handful of knickknacks he's collected over the years, some coming with an interesting story. You're in the middle of trying to get a picture to hang just right when Leon asks from across the room, "what time should we head back?"

You peek at your watch. "Hm. Pretty soon. It's getting close to dinner time. We could head over now, I guess." You continue fussing with the crooked picture.

"I need to check something first," you hear Leon say. His footsteps make their way towards you and you feel arms slip around you. You smile and lean back into him. He kisses and sucks on your neck as his hands fondle your breasts briefly then slide down into your shorts and panties. His fingers delicately tease your folds before sliding inside your slick, yet empty hole. "Just as I thought," Leon begins, "looks like I need to fill you up again, sweet thing."

Your breathing picks up in anticipation of having Leon again, pussy walls quivering at his touch. You moan, "yes."

He picks up his speed, fingering you. "Mm. Where should I take you apart this time, baby?"

"Fuck. I don't care. Just do it!" You command between panting.

Leon gives a sexy chuckle. "Dealers choice then, huh?" He sucks hard on your neck and thumbs your clit while three fingers curl and stroke you g-spot. You rock your hips back against his strained shorts, cock brushing your ass through the fabric. He speeds up again. "C'mon, baby. You want me to fill you up again, you're going to have to cum for me." His other hand continues to massage your breasts. He rhythmically dry-humps you from behind while he waits for you to gush around his hand.

With a joyous cry, you squirt all over his fingers, your walls collapsing around them, desperately pleading to be filled.

"That's my girl. You only cum for me, got it?" He lazily continues fingering you through your orgasm. "You're all fucking mine."

You moan loudly. "Yes!" You pant heavily, trying to catch your breath.

"If anyone touches you, I will fucking kill them." He thrusts his clothed hips against you.

"I don't want anyone else. Just you, Leon."

"Good girl." He drags you over to his dining room and lifts you into the table, then pulls your shorts off, followed by your panties. You drape your legs on either side of him. "Show me your beautiful tits, baby."

You giggle sensually and lift your shirt just high enough to expose your chest. You pull the cups of your bra down to free your breasts.

"Fucking perfect," Leon comments while staring at your naked form and tugging his shorts down just enough to pull out his fully hardened cock. He strokes it a few times then lines it up with your drooling center, easing inside. He presses you down onto the table with his body, arms trapping you in place. "So fucking perfect," he repeats while he leans down to join your mouths. He bottoms out, balls gently tapping your ass.

He moans and begins his movement, slowly thrusting in and out of you. One hand moves to cup and squeeze your breast. You moan loudly into his kiss, giddily sucking on his tongue as your pussy sucks in his throbbing dick. "Gonna have you nice and full for dinner, baby," Leon vows, quickening his powerful thrusts and sloppily kissing your lips. "What will your father think, huh? His friend fucking burying his cock deep inside his daughter's tight little pussy. Probably get her knocked up, too."

Not terribly surprising to you, the fact that your trysts with Leon are a dirty little secret excites you. Your walls quiver around the appendage hammering in and out of you.

Leon chuckles. "Damn, baby, does that turn you on? You like that your parents have no idea you've been squirting all over me and taking my cock in your sweet cunt like a good girl? What if I tell your dad tonight I'm taking you back home with me? Keep you right next to me so I can fuck you whenever I want."

You spasm, body contorting from the intense pleasure, your cunt clamping down on Leon's cock like a vice. Your legs tighten around his waist and you nearly buck yourself off the table. Your ecstatic cries fill the room along with the smacking of skin as Leon makes no efforts to slow down his pace. Your nails scratch at his back as you yank his face back down to yours and kiss him. You feel his dick twitch against your walls prompting your legs to constrict around his waist, pulling him deep inside you as he climaxes, firing hot spurts of cum all over your inner walls. He moans into your kiss and strokes your hips, keeping his softening cock plugged inside your cunt.

Your tongues dance together as you crash from the wild ride. Soft moans and whimpers are the melodic music you both make.

"What are you doing to me?" Leon rhetorically asks. "I…I can't stop." He kisses your cheek. "You're all I think about."

Your legs finally loosen around his hips. You gently comb your fingers through his hair and purr, "I can't think about anything else either." You turn your head and softly kiss his temple.

"Then we're even." He drops an open mouth kiss to your neck and groans. "Fuck, you're so goddamn beautiful; so sweet and innocent. I'll never let anyone hurt you. I promise. Somebody tries to and they answer to me. I will fucking end them. Nobody fucking touches my girl."

You're thrilled by the idea of Leon being so protective of you. You rub his shoulder with one hand. "We should head over," you remind him after peering at the clock on the wall.

"Alright. Got you nice and full, now. I suppose we can leave." He slides his soft cock out of your cunt. His thick cum starts to follow, leaking slowly from your overstuffed hole. He gently pulls you back up and helps you dress.

You sit right next to Leon at your parents' dinner table, your foot surreptitiously tucked behind his. He flicks you a quick glance each time you stroke his ankle. Your mother and father sit across from you.

"Thank you so much for watching out for her, Leon," your mother says happily.

"Any time," Leon replies. He turns his head to look at you. "She was so close, it was as easy as it could be."

"Did you spend any time together?" Your dad asks.

Every second. "Yeah," you answer honestly. "We got to know each other pretty well, I'd say."

You see the tiniest smirk twitch on his lips.

"Excellent," your father replies with a kind smile. He has no idea.

The evening continues calmly; Leon and your father talk about work, you discuss your school plans with your mother, she pretends to listen then talks about her campaign for mayor.

About halfway through dinner, you feel Leon's fingers barely ghosting along your outer thigh underneath the table. Your core tingles, relishing the soft touch. He slides them back and forth and eventually his entire hand is resting on your leg. Your cunt throbs, leaking slick and left over cum. He simply leaves his hand still, keeping connected to you while conversing with your father. You slide your hand under his and lace your fingers together. Your heart swells with a soothing warmth, feeling so beautifully connected to someone for the first time. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze. You are certain you are blushing, but you know your mother won’t notice. She continues to drone on about a banquet she will be at next week.

When dinner is complete, you and Leon offer to clean up the dishes. He squeezes and pinches your ass every time you bend over. You hold in your squeals, hoping your parents don't hear anything, even though the living room is rather far from the kitchen. You're washing the last dish when Leon slides his arms around your waist from behind. Your back is flush with his chest and he starts sucking on your neck. "Think I could go for some dessert, sweet thing," he purrs. You arch your back and grind your ass against his hips.

You lean your head back, resting it on his shoulder and turn his face to kiss him. "My parents are in the living room, you know."

"Are they?" Leon asks cryptically like he knows something you don't. You give him a curious look and step out of the kitchen to peer into the living room. The couch where they had sat is now empty. You check your watch. It was their usual time to head to bed. Both your parents woke early.

"I guess they're sleeping," you admit while you return to the now clean kitchen. Leon slips a finger into the waistband of your shorts and pulls you into him for another wet kiss. You eagerly wrap your arms around him once again, leaning enthusiastically into his lips. The sinister urge to let Leon defile you in your own parents' house is cripplingly strong and has your cunt throbbing already. You break your kiss to slowly, sensually lower yourself to your knees and teasingly undo his belt. His breath hitches and he lets out a soft moan.

You free his thick, hard cock and immediately shove him deep into your mouth. Leon groans, his throat nearly contracting from the arousal he feels with your wet mouth engulfing him. Your tongue teases along the engorged vein on the underside of his shaft as you bob your head. He unconsciously laces his fingers into your hair and guides your head while his hips join in to fuck your throat.

Your pussy drips with insatiable want, leaking slick into your already filthy cum filled panties. You dial up your suction and the swirling of your tongue, hoping to catch him off guard and claim his orgasm for your mouth. "Shit, sweetheart…" Leon pants, desperate for air. "How are you this good?" He lets out a quiet, yet intoxicated moan. His hips thrust forward into your mouth, faster, harder. "You like my thick cock in your mouth, don't you?"

You moan around his hard length as his leaky tip kisses the back of your throat.

"Fuck, honey, you're gonna make me cum already!" He tries to tug you back up but you fight him, keeping your lips firmly around his dick. His hips stutter and you suddenly feel burst after burst of hot cum fill your mouth. You tingle everywhere and your cunt twitches, quivering around emptiness and a few drops of Leon's cum still lingering inside.

You swallow some of his fresh load as you stand in front of him. Not taking your eyes off him, you slip two of your fingers into your mouth, coat them with Leon's sticky liquid and then slide your hand into your shorts to finger yourself, smearing his cum all over your slit. He watches your deliciously erotic act, dumbfounded. You moan his name as you continue to pleasure yourself in front of him. "Holy fuck. That's so fucking hot, baby," Leon purrs. You see his cock begin to spring back to life again. "I had no idea your dad was hiding such a hot, naughty girl from me." He steps toward you, hardening more by the second. He lifts your shirt and pulls it off, discarding your bra next. He pulls your hand that had been buried in your cunt and shoves the still wet fingers into his mouth to taste his own flavor combined with your slick juices. His tongue thoroughly swipes around your fingers, cleaning them of your mixed cum.

He pops your fingers out of his mouth. "Fuck, you're perfect." His pupils gobble up as much of his baby blues as they can while they take in your nearly naked form.

Your eyes burn into his, begging him to take you, now. You let a sweet smile creep across your lips.

His eyes darken with want. "Damn, honey. I'd fuck you in your own parents' bed when you look at me like that."

"Promise you will next time they leave me alone here?" You purr back at him.

He doesn't answer you. Instead he grabs your hips, deadlifts you onto the counter, and rips your shorts and panties off, tossing them over his shoulder onto the floor. "You wanna cum all over your parents kitchen, baby?" He asks in a gruff moan before shoving your knees apart and diving into your wet cunt. His tongue jams into your hole, licking any remnants of his old seed, making room for his next batch. You cover your mouth with your hand to stifle your moaning. Your breathing picks up, forcing you to pant through your nose. He slides his tongue out of your cunt and moves to suck on your swollen clit.

It's getting hard to censor yourself, your pleasure building rapidly in your center. Your mind is starting to blur, leaving you drunk off Leon's tongue, jonesing for his cock to fill you. Your hips buck, shoving your pussy further into his face. He lifts your legs onto his shoulders, locking you in place on the counter and opening your cunt wide for him. He dials up the intensity, ruthlessly sucking on your sensitive clit and teasing it with his tongue. He slips a few fingers inside to stroke your walls. His memory serves him well, reminding him of where your g-spot is. The two fingers inside you find it quickly and proceed to massage it.

You muffle the cry of intense pleasure with your hand while you cum hard on Leon's expert fingers. He's subjected to a fountain of your juices jetting out from you and all over his clothes. He fingers you harder through your orgasm, coaxing every last drop out of you. "Fuck yes, baby. Cum all over me. Give me everything you've got!" He says. You squirm helplessly underneath him as you continue to squirt all over your parents' kitchen.

When your climax finally wanes, he picks you up into his arms, bridal style and carries you out of the kitchen. Without instruction, he brings you to your bedroom, closes and locks the door, and lays you on your soft bed. It's only a twin mattress; it'll be tight, not unlike yourself. "how'd you know where my room is?" You ask but immediately remember who you're talking to. He simply raises his eyebrows in response to you before removing his clothes. You giggle back at him. He crawls on top of you and covers your mouth with a sweet, wet, deep kiss while he slowly slides his rejuvenated hard cock inside you. You moan with delight feeling him fill your cunt with his dick and your mouth with his tongue. It's heaven.

He moves inside you at a slow pace, still having to stretch you some to fit him. "You ever cum in this bed, sweetheart? Finger yourself under your sheets?"

"Mhmm," you moan affirmatively.

"Yeah? What'd you think about sweet thing?"

Your back arches as his dick kisses your cervix and strokes your walls. "This," you answer.

His hips jerk forward and his cock twitches inside you, leaking precum. "Fuck yeah, baby. Don't have to imagine anymore. I'll fuck you whenever you want. Can't let my girl get lonely and feel like she has to make herself cum."

You moan wildly underneath him, loving every second of his touch and every word from his mouth. You bring his head back to yours to kiss him again and wrap your legs around his waist.

He quickens his pace and pistons inside you rapidly. Your pussy oozes slick until you contract fully around his cock, squeezing him and begging for his cum. Your eyes roll back into your head as you orgasm again. Leon loses his rhythm and fucks you hard and fast through your climax. With a grunt, he sheathes himself inside you deep and cums hard, spilling himself and filling you generously. Your overfilled; Leon's hot cum starts leaking out around his softening cock. You want to keep him inside you as long as you can, so you don't loosen the grip your legs have around his hips. You're desperate for him to stay with you.

He plants a sweet kiss on your neck. "Gonna keep me here in your little bed all night, sweetheart?"

"Mhmm," you affirm, wrapping one arm around his neck.

"Yeah? Gonna keep my cock nice and warm inside your hot little pussy?"

Your walls twitch again and you moan, "yes."

"Fine with me, beautiful." He lays down beside you in your tiny bed and pulls you tight against him, cock still firmly trapped inside you. He kisses you until you fall asleep in his big, strong arms.

The early morning footsteps of your mother and father moving around to get ready for their day stir you awake, as they often do. The first thing your conscious brain notices is the soft cock inside you. Your eyes open to see Leon still fast asleep. You feel his chest slowly rise and fall since you're still wrapped so tightly against him. You can barely hear the soft voices of your parents talking to each other, not enough to discern what they're saying.

Leon's eyes flutter open, spotting you staring at him. He smirks and you can tell the very second he becomes aware that he's still inside you. His cock twitches and begins to harden instantly. He smirks, hearing your parents move around while having no idea their neighbor, your father's friend, had his dick inside their daughter all night long.

He joins his mouth with yours, lazily kissing you. You roll your hips, trying to harden him faster so he can fill you again. "Already hungry for me, huh, baby?" He moves his head to kiss your neck.

"Yes," you moan. "I want you right now, Leon."

"Good thing your door is locked. Wouldn't want your dad walking in on his friend fucking his sweet daughter in her own bed."

Your walls clench, aroused by the risk you're taking having Leon in your bed about to cum in you yet again while your parents are so close by. You don't know what it is about him that turns your brain into a dark, horny beast, but you grab his face, bring your lips to his ears, and whisper softly, "even if he did, you better keep fucking me anyway."

Leon has never been easy to surprise, but you've managed to do it a few times now. His jaw drops open and you feel his cock twitch. "Fuck, sweetheart. Just about came inside you from hearing that." He draws back and begins thrusting in and out of you, unable to maintain a slow, easy pace to start. You start panting, whimpering in his ear. He slips his arm underneath your waist and turns you completely on your back then crawls on top of you. He drops his lips to yours, capturing your mouth then resumes fucking you at a punishing pace. He thrusts fast and hard while slipping a hand between your bodies to massage your clit. He breaks your kiss to speak. "Cum for me, sweet thing so I can fill up this tight little pussy."

You moan into him when he kisses you again. You're flooded with arousal and it's not long until your walls collapse around Leon's cock, spurring him to cum deep inside you. You feel the hot liquid splatter across your womb, bursting in pulses, filling you so much, you almost believe you'll start to feel it in your throat. You press your tongue into his mouth, greedily tasting him. You hear the front door shut, signifying your parents have gone for the day. "Sounds like we have the house to ourselves, sweetheart," Leon comments between kisses. He moves to suck on your neck.

"I start classes next week. We better make the best of our time," you reply.

Leon moans into your throat. "Sounds good, honey. I'll fuck you all day again if you want."

"Mmm. Yes," you moan back at him.

"Fuck, those sounds you make could bring me back from the dead, baby." He continues to lick and suck your neck, certain to leave a bruise. You feel his cock, still nestled inside you, begin to spring to life again.

[loverleonkennedy]

leon x gn!reader

summary: re2r leon fucks you in his jeep... that's it. 1.5k

warnings: explicitly 18+, one pump chump leon LOL

“Fuck—“ Leon shifts under you, his grip on you tightening momentarily. The pads of his fingers dig into the skin of your thighs… a very, very desperate attempt to ground himself. “I can’t… slow down, please.”

Leon’s head thumps against the leather backseat of his Jeep. His eyes are screwed shut as he lets out a shaky breath, the calloused pads of his fingertips releasing and gripping you—squishing you. You can feel him throbbing inside of you. You can feel each and every twitch and motion of his hips as he’s desperate to keep his cool and not cum inside of you after just two minutes. It’s cute.

Leon is cute.

“You’re so sensitive,” You coo at him, your hands reaching to feel the muscles of his chest through his shirt. He’s clothed still—as are you, save for the way his pants and boxers are haphazardly bunched at his ankles and how yours have been thrown somewhere else. “I just started. You already can't take it?.”

It’s dark. You can barely see your boyfriend’s face, but you’re almost certain that there’s some semblance of a pout on his face as you tease him. It’s always like this when you’re on top. He can’t focus on anything but you. How you make him feel good. How pretty you look on top of him, even if he can’t fully see your face.

“Just… just give me a few seconds, okay?” Leon’s tone is shaky as he speaks, hushed as his hands start to roam further from your thighs and up towards your torso. They rise, higher and higher, the palms of his hands dipping under your shirt and exploring every inch of skin that he can reach. His cock throbs inside of you again. “Don't make fun of me. I can't... can't help it when I'm with you.”

You can practically *feel* the heat radiating from his face as you hold back a smile, squinting to see him from the darkness that surrounds the both of you in his Jeep. The tinted windows and the fact that it's the middle of the night do nothing to help... but Leon really couldn't wait any longer. He needed you now.

"I'm not making fun of you..." You reassure, cupping his face with your hands and making him look at you. It does nothing to stop the borderline possessive way that his hands caress your body. The feeling of his hands on your body isn't unfamiliar—it's welcomed. He seems to know all the places to touch that make you whine and press further down on his cock. "It's cute. Does that make you feel better?"

"No." He leans forward, his lips brushing against your own in a chaste kiss—before his hand escapes from under your shirt and cups your cheek, bringing you closer to him. The kiss is sweet—just like he is. He’s always sweet. Wetness pools between his thighs, staining the leather seat of the Jeep as he shifts under you again. Leon’s hands travel downward again, anchoring themselves on your hips as he pulls away from your lips.

“You’re so…” He trails off as he slowly brings you up, temporarily releasing himself of the vice you have around his cock. His breath is warm as you feel him let out a deep exhale—less shaky and more anticipating than before. “So good to me.”

With slow, deliberate motions, he sinks you back down onto his cock. Savoring the way you feel around him. Mindful to not be too rough with you. He can barely make out the features of your face in the darkness, but that doesn't stop him from trying. Doesn't stop him from imagining the way your eyebrows are probably drawn together and how your mouth is probably slightly ajar.

“I love you… fuck. I can’t…” Strings of praise and you feel so goods slip from his lips as he begins to guide you up and down, soft gasps accompanying them as the slick sounds begin to fill the air of the Jeep once more. It's only been a few moments, but he already feels himself obsessing over the way you clench around him once more. His eyes are trained on the junction where the two of you meet; his breaths quickening to match the pace that he's beginning to set.

Unsurprisingly, Leon’s hips are starting to press up into yours as he guides you down onto him. He wanted to be more gentle. But he never really was good at controlling himself. Especially when it comes to you.

“L—Leon—“ Your words come out in hushed gasps, cut off by the sounds of your own moans as you grip desperately at his shirt. He’s handsy as he fucks up into you: gripping your shirt, his free hand reaching up to grab onto your hair, his fingers pinching at the meat of your thigh, hand trailing along the curve of your stomach—desperate to feel all of you.

The slapping of your skin onto his gets louder and louder, his hands pulling you down onto his cock as he thrusts up into you to meet halfway—his moans in your ear as all of his inhibitions seemingly leave him at just the feeling of you. You can’t help it, at this point. Can't help the sticky mess you’re making on his lap. The way your face is buried into his neck only seems to spur him on more.

You can feel the SUV rocking in tandem with his movements. His hips tilt ever so slightly, desperate to meet that spot inside of you—to pull those noises out of you that he’s come to crave every single time. Leon always gets what he wants, too. The sound of your whine, pathetic and wavering in his ear makes him smile—his own sighs and groans as he slips in and out of you not much better.

“So good—you’re so good to me. Fuck. You feel so—“ He fucks you like he means it. He kisses you like he loves you. And it’s too much. Leon is quick to kiss you. His soft lips latch onto your own, splitting from you only to place more kisses on the side of your mouth and pressing more onto the skin of your neck. “So good. Come on, you can take it.”

The words are meant to be more encouraging than anything else… yet, he can feel the way you tighten and clench around him—can feel the way drool slips from the corner of your mouth and leaves wet spots on his shirt—can hear the muffled moans that you can’t hold back in his chest.

He wishes he could see your face. See the way your eyes are lidded and how they roll toward the back of your head when he hits the spots he knows you like... but from the way his thighs are flexing and twitching under you, he's not doing much better. Just the image of it in his head is enough to make him squirm.

Broken strings of praise and groans fall from his lips, the pads of his fingers digging into your hips nearly painfully as he shifts under you.

"Can't... can't, Leon. Please, I'm gonna..." You sigh out, barely managing to piece together the sentence from his nearly punishing pace as he fucks into you like it'll be the last time you'll ever be together. You feel his fingernails digging into the skin of your ass.

Even in the darkness from the tinted windows of the Jeep, you can see how his head lolls from side to side as he's so desperate to hold on to his control. To get you to cum first. Leon is a gentleman like that.

Well... he tries to be.

But the feeling of you wrapped so tightly around him... the way you paw at his shirt... the way your skin ripples each time it meets his own from his brutal pace.

To think that he'd even lasted this long truly was a miracle.

It’s not hard to tell when Leon’s about to cum. His hips tremble, he grips you with really no regard for his strength—he whines and whines and his hips stutter and lose their pace quicker than he was able to gain it.

“Fuck. Fuck. You feel so good—you feel too good—“ His tone is higher, his body taut and thighs flexing as his hips twitch and jolt under you. Leon pulls you down onto him, keeping you in one place as his hips uncontrollably rut into you. Thick ropes of his cum sputter inside of you as he cants his hips on you, grinding and pulling you as close as possible until he’s whining more because it’s making him feel too good.

It's silent for a few minutes after. Really, the only thing that can be heard are Leon's shaky and rapid breaths and the long forgotten music from the radio playing in the background. He trembles beneath you, hands loosening on the nearly punishing grip that they held on you only a few moments ago.

Leon's hands rub along your hips, his thumb pressing gentle circles into the spots he was just tugging on. You can't see his expression... but something just tells you that he's flashing you that toothy grin that he always does whenever he wants to charm you. "That was—"

"You lasted longer this time."

"Stop… are you making fun of me again?"

[loverleonkennedy]

Spit In My Face My Love (It Won’t Phase Me)

{previous installment}

Stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

written for @gumiegumie, 🪷 anon, and another anon who requested a follow up where reader’s mom notices hickeys/bite marks and asks her about it and combining it with the other asks where reader dresses up and Leon stops her from going out as well as getting jealous over a guy and fucking reader while the guy’s downstairs 👌 and then added some feelings on top. Enjoy!

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, OC for plot purposes, jealous Leon, mean Leon, rough sex, mirror sex, unprotected sex, kissing, multiple creampies, dirty talk, little bit of blood, biting, marking, possessive Leon, feelings are happening!! 🫣

not proofread ✌️

title from Spit in My Face by ThxSoMch 💜

dividers from @firefly-graphics

Pulling into the garage, you and Leon are able to sneak into the house without seeing either of your parents. After getting cleaned up, Leon heads downstairs to let his dad know you both made it home safe while you hang out in his room.  

You crawl into his bed, burrowing yourself under his sheets. Tucking your face into his pillow, you sigh at how good Leon smells. It makes you giddy like that time you had a major crush, bordering on lov—

You flail until you’re sitting upright, heart pounding in your chest eyes darting to the door. You’re falling for Leon? Oh no no no. Just how? You can’t—

The door to his room opens as Leon steps inside. 

“We’re good,” he rubs the back of his head as he shuts the door, “said it was smarter to pull over than get in a wreck.”

“Uh huh,” your throat feels tight, anxiousness making you nervous. 

“Well I should probably head back to my room and—“

“Stay,” he interrupts, joining you on the bed, “not like they’re gonna notice.”

You squeak when he slips under the covers and pulls you to his chest, tucking you both under the sheets. Heart pounding in your throat, you feel embarrassed with yourself for having a.. a crush on Leon. 

It’s totally fine, it’ll go away just like all the others. 

Everything’s totally fine.

The next morning, as you and Leon grab breakfast in the kitchen, your mom walks in, pauses, and does a double take. 

You frown at her staring, “What?”

“Where did you get that?” she puts her hands on her hips, nodding to your neck. 

You slap a hand on the bruised bite mark left by Leon from yesterday. You chance a glance at him only to see his big dumb grin over your mom’s shoulder. 

‘Oops’ he mouths at you. 

“Young lady, don’t make me ask you again,” your mom pulls your gaze back to her angry one.  

“I-it’s from my boyfriend,” you lie through your teeth while Leon stifles a laugh but completely fails, making you want to sink into the floor.  

“Oh really?” your mom narrows her eyes at you.

“Yep, was actually going to the mall later to meet up with him,” you nod your head, “Leon said he was gonna take me.”

He clears his throat when your mom switches her attention to him. 

“Have you met this boyfriend?”

“No,” he crosses his arm, drawing your eyes to his thick biceps, hating him just a little bit, “but I planned to today.”

Your mom sighs in relief, “Good, you can tell him that we’d like to meet him; invite him to dinner tomorrow night!”

“Mom!”

Leon smirks, “That’s a great idea! I’ll definitely make sure to invite’em and won’t take no for an answer.”

Your mom claps her hands happily, “Perfect! Oh, I can’t wait to meet him,” she turns back to you, “you shouldn’t feel like you have to keep your dating life a secret, sweetie.“

A tight smile crosses your face, “Thanks, mom.”

You glare at Leon as your mom pulls you into a quick hug and he flips you off. 

“Should we get going, sis? Don’t want you to be late for your meet up,” Leon tries to fight down his grin and fails. 

“Sure, big bro,” you roll your eyes at him, “let me grab my wallet and we can go.”

As soon as you meet up with Leon in the car outside, you sock him in the arm. 

“What’s that for?!” he scowls at you, rubbing the muscle. 

“That’s for being a complete ass,” you sneer, “don’t wanna be late for your meet up,” you mimic in a high pitched snippy tone. 

Leon laughs at you as he pulls the car out of the driveway and heads out to the mall. 

“What did you want me to say? ‘Oh don’t worry, I’m the one railing your cute little daughter and got a bit too wild last night’,” he rolls his eyes while you shiver at his words, “don’t think that one’s gonna fly, princess.”

“God, you suck so much,” you gripe, slumping back into the seat with crossed arms, glaring out the window. 

“And you like it,” he smirks at you then turns back to the road, “now what’re we going to do at the mall? Just walk around til it’s been long enough for a date?”

You shrug, “I guess so.”

“Save the charm for your boyfriend there princess,” Leon chuckles to himself. 

You can’t believe you like this guy. He’s such a jerk to you. Shooting a look over at him, you narrow your eyes as an idea occurs to you. You’ll find a guy in the mall, any guy will work, and get him to go as your date for the dinner your mom’s planning. 

Leon’s definitely not going to like this, but let’em get a taste of his own medicine. 

You smile at him, “You’re right, I should save it.”

Settling into the quiet, you try to form some semblance of a plan. You’ll need to get Leon to go off and leave you alone so you can find someone. Shouldn’t be too hard honestly, you can just say you’re going to the restroom. You drum your fingers on your lap and just watch the scenery go by the window. 

Parking and getting inside is easy; separating from Leon is more difficult than you expected. He follows you everywhere; even waiting for you outside the restroom. 

Finally making it to the food court, you’re able to split up as you both want something different to eat. It really does work out for you as you bump into an old classmate and strike up a conversation. You flirt a little and as soon as he starts flirting back, you feel sweet satisfaction deep in your chest. This is perfect. 

Your classmate follows you back to the table Leon’s already seated at, sitting next to you and across from him. 

“Oh, Leon, this is an old friend, Brad,” you gesture across the table, smiling wide at Leon’s flat expression, “Brad this is my step brother, Leon.”

“Nice to meet you!” Brad holds his hand out but Leon ignores it. 

“It is, isn’t it?” Leon smiles back, but it’s laced with disdain making butterflies flutter in your chest. 

“I was just inviting Brad over tonight actually; we’re going out to see a movie and since mom would love to meet him it makes sense for him to swing by and pick me up,” your smile widens even further at Leon’s hateful glare aimed at the guy. 

“Should be fun,” Brad chimes in, nervously gazing from Leon over to you, “does 6 sound good?”

“It’s perfect,” you laugh, “I’m really excited to—“

“Actually, we have to head back now, I forgot we needed to run an errand for my dad,” Leon cuts in, standing up and pulling you up by your arm, “we’ll catch you later, Brett.”

“Uh, i-it’s Brad,“ he stutters out. 

Leon smirks, “Sure, we’ll see you later.”

You frown at Leon but make sure to smile and wave at Brad, “See you at 6!”

As soon as you’re far enough away, you jerk your arm back, “What’s the problem? And what errand?”

“No errand,” Leon shrugged, shoulders stiff, “was just tired of that guy eye fucking you in front of me.”

You roll your eyes at him, “Well, you said I should find a boyfriend and so I did.”

He doesn’t say anything but you can see his jaw clench. He gives you the silent treatment from there all the way back to the house. Once home, he slips off to his room as you let your mom know about your date coming over. 

“I was hoping to see him tomorrow, but tonight isn’t too shabby,” she laughs and pats your arm, “you better go get ready, it’s only a couple of hours til he gets here.”

You head upstairs and bypass Leon’s room. Pausing, you frown at the door. It’s not fair for him to get so upset; it’s his fault anyway you think as you run your hand over the makeup covered bruise he left on your neck. 

Whatever. 

You feel a pang of disappointment and something a little like heartbreak, but squish it down and continue on to your room to get ready. 

Leon can just get over himself. 

A couple of hours later, just as you’re finishing up, there’s a knock on your door. 

“Come in!”

You stay seated at your vanity as you finish the last bit of your makeup and clasp a pretty necklace around your neck. 

“Bart’s downstairs,” Leon’s dull voice calls out, “seems he came early to make a good impression. He’s sucking up to your mom right now.”

You sigh and stand up, “Alright, I’m headed down—“

“No.”

You meet Leon’s baleful glare with surprise. 

“What?”

“You’re not going out looking like that,” he spits out, coming all the way into your room and closing the door. 

“What’re you talking about? It’s just a cute dress,” you roll your eyes, “it’s nothing obscene. You’re just being a jerk.”

Leon strides over to you making you step back until you bump your vanity. Your heartbeat thunders in your ears so loudly you’re surprised he can’t hear it. He grabs your waist and hoists you on top of the wooden surface, shoving your dress hem up until he can see your panties. Cute pale lace with a little rose bow on top. 

His fingers wrap around your thighs, thumbs pressing hard into the bruises he left last time making you choke out a whine. Slick drips from your cunt into your panties. Goosebumps race across your body as your thighs part for his bulky frame. 

“You’re not going out looking like this,” he hisses down at you, eyes narrowed, “I own this slutty little cunt and you’re not showing any of this to anyone else, got it?”

You open your mouth to argue, but Leon shoves his tongue inside, sloppily licking against your own. Moaning, you feel his broad hands grope you through your dress, fingers roughly pinching your nipples until you’re crying out. 

He kisses you so messily that spit drips down your chin; your hands dig into his shoulders as you suck on his thick tongue, whining when he fucks it in and out of your mouth. 

He pulls away, hand tangling in your hair to yank your head back.

“Think you need to be shown who you belong to,” he growls.

He flips your around, bending you over the vanity forcing you face to face with your mirror. Slick floods the gusset of your panties, hole clenching around nothing. 

“You’re gonna watch as I fuck this cute pussy til you understand that you’re mine,” he slaps your ass making you whimper, “thought we already had this lesson in the car.”

In a flash it seems, Leon has already ripped your clothes off. He unbuckles his pants and pulls his dick out, staying fully clothed, as he ruts his thick cock against your silky wet pussy. 

“You’re soaked,” he grins at you in the mirror, “this pussy knows who owns her, huh princess? She’s fucking crying to get dicked down.”

You whine as his tip pushes through your pussy lips and bumps your clit, the fat head of his cock leaking precum all over your sensitive bud. 

“Leon,” you whine, grinding back on him, “please, want it, big brother.”

His dark eyes narrow at you and he slaps your ass hard making you squeal. 

“You’ll take what I give you,” he growls out, rubbing his cock all over your cunt and only ghosting the tip across your soaked hole, “you need to learn some manners.”

“Sorry, big brother,” you whimper, watching as his big hands cup your breasts, massaging the soft skin. 

“You will be,” he smirks, pinching your nipples between his thumb and forefinger, “gonna wreck your cute pussy all night.”

You moan, bucking back against him as he tweaks and tugs on your nipples. His cock glides against your wet cunt, head catching on your clenching hole making you both groan. 

“Should I?” he teases, “should I push inside my sister’s needy little pussy?”

“Yes, yes, please, big brother,” you pant, “please, I want it.”

He slaps your ass again then reaches down to guide his dick into your cunt, sinking easily into your slick fluttering walls until he’s bottoming out and making you choke out a whine. 

“Got this little pussy molded to fit my cock,” he hisses, eyes glued to where you’re joined, “still so fucking tight, baby sis.”

You whimper shakily, “Ungh, you’re so big, Leon.”

He laughs, “Nah, you just have a little hole.”

Clenching down on him makes you moan, “Uh uh, your cock is too big. It hurts.”

He groans and grinds himself deeper, tip kissing your cervix making you wail. 

“Shut the fuck up,” his palm covers your mouth, “trying to get caught? Want everyone to open that door to see me fucking your needy cunt, princess?”

Your eyes roll back as your walls flutter around his throbbing cock, feeling strung out as he grinds against your cervix making you squeal and drool, pussy squeezing him tightly. 

“Think you like how it hurts,” he coos in your ear, “like how deep big brother can reach inside your cute cunt, god you’re gripping me so fucking tight. Don’t worry, baby, ‘m not pulling out anytime soon.”

Your body shudders, pussy walls pulsing around his dick as he rocks against you, letting your pussy squeeze down on him. Feeling like jello, your brain can’t think of anything except how good it feels. He drops his hand from your mouth to grab onto your hip. 

“Big brother,” you gasp, eyes fighting to stay on his face in the mirror, “want you to fuck me.”

He grunts, pulling out to fuck back in just as deep. You moan, bouncing back against him. Leon’s hands grip your hips tightly, pounding his cock into your messy cunt harder and harder, the sound of skin slapping together sounding loud in your room. 

“Feel me rearranging your guts, princess?” his harsh voice whispers in your ear, hands fisted in your hair to hold your tear stained face up to the mirror. 

You distantly realize your makeup’s totally ruined, smeared across your face, eyes hooded as you watch Leon bully his cock into your soaked cunt. He continues to rub against your g-spot with unerring accuracy, slick sliding down his cock to drip off his balls. 

“S’too deep, big brother,” you whine, drool slipping from your lips to land on your vanity, fingers digging into its wooden surface. 

“Oh, I don’t think I’m deep enough,” he laughs meanly, “think I can fuck the tip straight into your womb, sweetheart?”

Your pussy clamps down like a vice around his throbbing length, spine arching and eyes rolling back as you cum around his cock. 

He laughs even harder, “What a little freak my baby sis is, fucking gagging for it, what a slut.”

Gasping and panting, you push back against him as he thrusts harder into your soaked hole, “‘m your slut, big brother.”

Leon makes a low groaning noise in his throat, “Yeah, ya are—my little cumslut. Gonna fill you up so good, let it drip out of that needy fucking pussy while he takes you to the fucking movies.”

“No,” you cry out. 

Pushing up enough to move your hands behind you both, you clasp onto the back of Leon’s neck, body arching beautifully for him, letting him fuck his thick cock into your sensitive pussy even deeper. 

“Don’t wanna go, just want you,” tears gather in your eyes, head tilting back to look up at Leon’s chiseled features, “please, big brother—Leon.”

He snarls down at you, one hand wrapping around your neck and his other sliding down to rub at your overstimulated cunt, fingertips teasing across your clit. 

“Fine, gonna keep you here, tell your little boy toy to fuck off then come up here and rail you so hard you’ll feel my cock in your throat,” he rumbles darkly, lips brushing the shell of your ear as he squeezes your throat. 

“Please, please, please,” you chant, tears streaking your face as your nails scratch at his skin. 

Leon’s fingers rub your pudgy sensitive clit until you’re clawing his neck and scalp, babbling and shaking as you cream all over his cock, orgasm making your brain complete mush. 

“Good fucking girl,” he hisses, head dipping down so his teeth sink into your shoulder as he buries his dick inside your fluttering hole, spilling hot sticky cum inside your pussy, “mmm, milk me, take that load deep into that hot pretty princess cunt.”

You whimper and mewl, legs shaking as Leon’s cum drips down your thighs from your still stuffed hole. He grunts as he slips his spent cock from your pussy. 

“Here,” he eases you backwards until he can set you down on the bed, “I’ll be right back, okay?”

He drops kisses to the top of your head, the apples of your cheeks, then your parted lips. A surge of deep want floods your body. Feeling needy, you tangle your fingers in his hair and pull him into a filthy tongue filled kiss. 

He groans, kneeling on the bed before letting you drag him down on top of you. You want him so much tears prick your eyes, mouth sloppily kissing him. He moans, rutting his half hard cock against your cream covered pussy. 

“Princess,” he mutters against your lips. 

You ignore him and rock against his stiffening dick, legs wrapping around his waist. 

“Again,” you whisper against his lips, “please, Leon.”

A low pained sound slips from his mouth, “Yeah, yeah, I’ll give it to ya.”

Reaching between your bodies, he presses the tip of his cock inside your pussy. 

“Fuck, you’re so sticky inside, baby,” he bottoms out quickly, stealing your breath. 

“Want it, please,” you whine, nails scratching against his back, “want big brother to fill me up again.”

He groans, pulling out and fucking back into your sloppy sounding pussy, “Mm don’t worry, I will, princess. God, what’s gotten into you?”

That needy want fills your sex addled mind; you want more than just sex with Leon but can’t articulate anything in your cockdrunk haze. 

“Want you,” you whimper, hands tugging him down into a kiss, “wanna feel full.”

“Can’t stay too long, they expect you downstairs,” he murmurs against your mouth. 

“Don’t care,” you sigh as Leon ruts his dick just right and rubs along the spongy spot inside your cunt, “just want you.”

“Fuck,” he growls, hips snapping into you harder, “yeah? Just need big brother pounding your cute pussy?”

“Yes, yes,” you moan, “just need my pussy stuffed with big brother’s cock.”

“Fucking hell,” his hips hump into your clenching hole harder, fucking your cunt rougher than before, “pussy gripping me so fucking good.”

He licks into your panting mouth as he picks up the pace, rabbiting his cock into your squelching cunt so hard the bed rattles. His pelvis presses down on your swollen clit on every thrust and paired with his dick nailing your g-spot repeatedly, your back arches off the bed—orgasm hitting you so hard you see fireworks behind your closed eyelids. 

“There you go,” he soothes, “milk me, sweetheart, milk big brother’s cock so he can breed your pussy.”

Your nails score down his back making him hiss and ram his dick harder into your cunt, tip knocking against your cervix til he’s spilling inside you again. He grunts as rope after rope of hot cum floods your pussy. Laying there until he catches his breath, Leon raises up to pull out of your spasming heat. 

When you whine up at him, he pets your head. 

“Relax for me, princess. I’m gonna grab you some water,” he kisses you gently one last time. 

You hum, smiling dopily up at him, “‘Kay.”

You watch with tired eyes as he moves off the bed and walks over to the door. 

Leon gives you a crooked smile as he slips out of your room, closing the door behind him. He dips into the bathroom to give himself a once over, wiping your makeup off of his face with a smirk. He makes his way downstairs, practically skipping. 

He swings into the living room, making sure to look suitably concerned as he makes his way to your mom and Brent? Brett? Whatever. 

“Hey, sorry to interrupt but sadly you guys are gonna have to take a rain check,” Leon looks down, closing his hand into a fist once he sees your lipgloss smeared along his palm, “she’s not feeling well, got a bad migraine.”

Your mom frowns, “Oh poor thing, I’ll go up in a moment and check on her.”

Leon shoots her a disarming smile , “Don’t worry, I’m grabbing her a water and some meds. You can show our guest out,” Leon shoots a simpering smile over to Bentley(?). 

She smiles over at Leon and then stands up to walk the other guy to the door, “Thanks, Leon.”

He gives her a two fingered salute and walks off toward the kitchen, subtly watching as he guides that idiot to the front door. Leon’s in and out of the kitchen, grabbing a couple of waters, and quickly making his way upstairs. He stops by his room and grabs one of his old phys ed shirts, eager to see you wearing it, and slips back into your room. 

You’ve already undressed, sleepily lounging on the bed in a nightshirt, coming to when you hear the door click shut. 

“Baby,” he murmurs, moving over to you and cupping your face, “let’s get a shower and head to bed.”

“Sounds good,” you slur, turning your face to kiss his thumb.

His heart clenches tightly, sticky warmth filling his chest and making his ears burn. 

“So sweet,” he mutters under his breath, helping you up. 

“Just wanted you to be nice,” you mumble, leaning into his side, “didn’t care about Brad.”

Leon winces, glad you’re sleepily nuzzling into him as he guides you quietly out into the hall to the nearby bathroom. 

“I know,” he rumbles, dropping a kiss to to your head, “you deserve someone sweeter.”

He sits you down on the closed toilet lid once you both enter the bathroom, turning and locking the door. 

You’re pouting at him and he can’t help but grin at you. 

“You can be sweet,” you murmur, eyelashes kissing your cheeks when you look away to the wall, picking at your nails. 

He wants to pull his hair at the flood of butterflies swarming in his stomach, threatening to choke him. Is this a crush? It’s way more intense than that it seems. He’s never felt like this before. 

“You drive me crazy,” he finally sighs, kneeling in front of you, helping you slip your shirt off, “I don’t know what to do.”

Your fingers brush away the fringe from his face, letting him meet your eyes unhindered, “Just…”

He watches as you bite your bottom lip, holding back what you want to say. 

“Just be mindful,” you say, a weak smile crossing your face. 

He knows that’s not what you wanted to say but he’s too chickenshit to ask you for more. 

“Ready for that shower, princess?” 

He tilts your wrist up to kiss your pulse point, eyes never leaving yours so he sees when your breath hitches. 

“Please, Leon,” you whisper. 

His eyes search yours for a second before standing up to step over to the full bath, flicking on the water. He feels like he’s out of his depth but not even sure how to cross that line with you. He glances back to see you brushing against the bruising on your thighs and hips, darker than before. Heated possession settles deep in his gut, pleased at the marks he left, wanting to leave more. 

He pulls his attention back to the water thinking to himself that he’s fucked, already half in love with you with not a goddamn clue on where you stand in this backwards ass relationship. 

You’re quiet in the shower, lost in thought it seems to Leon so he doesn’t push it, helps you wash off before cleaning himself then shutting off the water. You step out in your towel, leaving him alone in the bathroom with his swirling thoughts. As he dries his hair with the towel, he stares at the closed door. His stomach rolls with the thought you would’ve went out with that dickhead just to spite him, but to be fair, he drove you to it. 

Frustrated, he wraps the towel around his waist and leaves the bathroom, heading into his room prepared to wallow and listen to music as he parcels through his messy feelings; however, opening the door draws him up short. 

His eyes drift from your bare legs up to his shirt that’s so long it hits the top of your thighs, gaze finally moving all the way up to see you completely asleep on his bed. It feels like a sucker punch to his solar plexus. He quietly closes his door and leans against it. He feels sick. Fuck. 

It’s not fair. You’re too fucking good and he wants more than what you’re willing to give. He wants to take you out, wants to spoil you, wants to love—

He shakes his head hard. No. He can’t go there. He’ll get over it. It’s just infatuation. It’s honestly nothing. 

He ignores the crisis waiting to happen and slides in a pair of briefs before slipping into bed behind you. You murmur, turning in your sleep to bury your face into his chest. He clenches his eyes shut, wrapping his arm around you to pull you even closer. He falls asleep nuzzling into your hair, listening to your even breathing as he relaxes against you. 

You wake up with a start. 

Disoriented, your eyes rapidly look around, a sigh escaping you once you realize you fell asleep in Leon’s room. You roll over, coming face to face with his sleeping face. Your eyes squint as you read the time on your watch. It’s before seven am, so he’s not waking up for awhile. 

You smile to yourself, taking in his slack mouth and dark eyelashes, eyes tracing the little freckles down to the vampire bite he has on his neck. You want to run your hands over that pair of freckles but refrain from waking him up. He looks so sweet like this. That feeling of want ramps up again making your toes curl. You wish he was just a boy you had met at school or the mall or something. 

It would make this whirlwind of feelings less messy; your heart thumps painfully in your chest making your breath stutter. If he was just some guy you had met, you could be months into a relationship now. You let yourself daydream what that would be like. Would he be sweeter to you? He’d take you out on dates, but would he be mean like he is now or…

You bite your lip. Would he just be mean during sex? Your cunt throbs but you ignore it. You’re pretty sure he would be, he just can’t help himself. Luckily for you both, you likeit. However… 

You deflate a little. You wish he were sweeter to you sometimes. Like at the company picnic. Not that you don’t like him as he is, just—

Tears prick your eyes and you blink rapidly, willing them away. 

You just want him to like you like you like him. 

“Y’kay?” he mumbles, eyes blinking sleepily, thumb clumsily rubbing your cheek. 

“Yeah,” you whisper, giving him a watery smile, lie slipping off your tongue, “just a bad dream.”

“C’mere,” he slurs, tugging you into his body, tucking your face into his neck, “shoulda woke me up.”

His warm palms stroke down your back, a slow back and forth that almost makes you want to cry. You wrap your hand around him and squeeze, nuzzling deeper into his neck. 

“Hey, s’okay,” he mumbles, voice rough with sleep, “I got you, baby.”

You sniffle, tears slipping from your eyes, heart aching at his words. 

“Yeah?” your voice comes out small. 

“A’course,” he pets you, hands softly stroking your head and down your back, “always got you.”

Letting yourself have this moment, you squeeze him tighter to you. 

Who knew being in love sucked so much?

You stay in Leon’s arms for most of the morning, mainly cause he falls back to sleep holding you and you just don’t have the heart to wake him up by pulling away. 

Once he rolls over in his sleep, you take the opportunity to slip from his room and go back into yours. You get dressed and walk downstairs, heading to where you can hear your mom cooking in the kitchen. 

“Oh honey,” she walks up to you, putting the palm of her hand on your forehead, “you feeling better? Leon told us you had a nasty headache.”

You want to laugh hysterically. God, you’re all over the place this morning. 

“Uh yeah,” you give her a small smile, “think I just was a little dehydrated.”

She clicks her tongue and turns back to the stove, “You know to drink more water. Maybe take a break from the sodas and coffee today.”

Nodding although she can’t see it, you push yourself up to sit on the counter, “I’m going to.”

“Good,” she turns with a little grin, “that Brad sure is cute.”

You roll your eyes, “Yeah, I don’t think I’m going to see him anymore.”

She frowns, “But why, he’s such a nice young man.”

You kick your feet against the cabinet as you look over at the window, “I dunno, just don’t feel that spark, y’know?”

She smiles, eyes softening in understanding, “I know,” she turns back to the pan on the cooktop, “well just make sure to let him down easy.”

You hum your agreement and let the conversation drift into a comfortable silence. 

“Oh!” 

You turn to your mom wiping her hands on her apron, “We’re going on a trip!”

“Everyone?” 

“No,” she laughs, “we’re gonna leave Leon in charge but we’ll be gone for the week starting tomorrow!”

She sighs happily, “I’ve always wanted to go to the Grand Canyon.”

You giggle, “That’s like a family vacation.”

She swats at you with her own giggle, “Yeah well it’s also for couples.”

“What’s for couples?”

You both turn to see Leon rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he walks into the kitchen. Hands digging into the edge of the counter, you nod your head to your mom. 

“The Grand Canyon.”

Leon barks out a laugh then covers his mouth as your mom swats him the dish towel. 

“It is very romantic, thank you,” she sniffs haughtily but it falls flat when she laughs afterward. 

She takes on a serious face, “But that means you’ll be in charge while we’re gone, so no wild parties mister.”

His eyes dart to you with a gleam and your thighs press together, “Oh no, wouldn’t dream of it.”

She purses her lips, “I mean it, Leon. We’ll be checking the security cameras to make sure.”

Leon laughs at that, attention going back to your mom letting you breathe easily, “Yes, ma’am.”

She shakes her head with a good natured sigh, “Kids.”

A timer goes off on her phone and she shuts the stove eye off.

“I’ve got to finish packing,” she says to you, slipping her apron off and hanging it on a hook connected to the back of the pantry door, “once this is cool, will you put it in a dish and stick in the fridge?”

“Sure, mom,” you smile at her, watching as she leaves the kitchen. 

Leon waits a beat, eyes tracking your mom before making his way over to you. He smirks, long fingers pushing your legs open to slot himself between your thighs. 

“How’re you this morning?” he kisses your neck making you gasp. 

“I-I’m okay,” your voice shakes as his lips drag along your neck, nipping and kissing the bruised skin. 

“Mmm,” he hums, tongue dipping out to taste your throat, “no more bad dreams?”

“N-no,” your hands grip his shoulders, wanting to push him away but liking the attention. 

“Princess,” he rumbles, raising his head up to look down at you, eyes dark and unreadable.

He presses his lips to yours, kissing you like he’s never tasted anything this good in his life. You whine and he gets rougher, biting your bottom lip and licking across it before slipping his tongue into your mouth. His hands drop to your thighs, yanking your body to the edge of the counter. 

You pull away with a pant, “Leon, we’re not alone.”

“I know,” he rolls his eyes, fingers digging into the bruises making your cunt leak slick. 

He kisses you wetly one last time and moves completely away from you. He opens his mouth to say something when his dad breezes into the kitchen. 

“Honey, I— oh hey you two,” he smiles, “I got off work early so we can leave out tonight.”

“Congrats, pops,” Leon gives him a crooked smile and your heart flips at the soft look. 

His dad rolls his eyes making you think that’s definitely where Leon picked it up from. 

“Yeah, yeah, you’re just ready to have the house to yourself.”

“Did you already know?”

Leon turns to you brow furrowed, “Pops told me the other day.”

“Ah,” you shrug, “mom just told me today.”

Your stepdad laughs, “She’s so excited that it must’ve slipped her mind. I’m gonna go tell her the good news. See you both later!”

You slip off the counter, following after him when Leon grabs your forearm stopping you. 

“What?” you squint your eyes at him. 

“You seem off—weird.”

You bat your eyelashes at him, “Gee, thanks for the compliment.”

Wrenching your arm away, you rush off, locking yourself in your room to try and sort out your chaotic emotions. Hours later, there’s a knock at your door. 

Opening it to your mom and stepdad, they both hug you and bid goodbye, promising to call, reminding you that service isn’t great so to be careful and take care of each other. You smile and wave them off, closing your door once they disappear down the stairs. 

Luckily unluckily, Leon leaves you be for the rest of the day. You hear him pause outside your door a couple of times but he doesn’t stay longer than a handful of seconds before walking on to his room. You feel like throwing up, your nerves are so all over the place.

It’s a couple of days later and the house is quiet. You’ve avoided or given Leon the cold shoulder anytime you’ve run into him. Surprisingly, it’s worked even if his stare makes chills run down your spine. Tiptoeing out of your room, you’ve slipped down into the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat before scurrying back up to your room. 

After agonizing all night again, you’ve determined that you’re just going to have to stop being with Leon. It hurts to even think it, but if it’s all one sided, it’s better to quit now before you get even more involved. 

Finally leaving your room, you walk over to Leon’s but chicken out last minute and veer downstairs. You’ll just chill in the living room and once Leon comes down, you can talk to him in a neutral territory. Flipping on the TV and finding reruns of a sitcom you like, you settle down and let it take your mind off things. 

You’re cringing and giggling at Michael hitting Meredith with his car when the doorbell rings. You glance upstairs but don’t see any movement so when the doorbell goes off again, you sigh and climb up off the couch. Glancing through the peephole, you frown to see Brad on the other side. 

“Who is it?” A hot gust of air whispers in your ear. 

You squeak rubbing the shell of your ear as you pull back to glare at Leon. 

“Brad,” you deadpan.

Leon’s jaw clenches, “Who said you could invite him over, princess? I’m in charge and starting now he’s banned from ever stepping foot here again.”

You scoff, “Not that it’s any of your business, but I don’t even have a way to contact him. I guess he’s stopping by to check in.”

“Tell him to leave or I will, and it won’t be nice,” Leon’s voice darkens, pressing you against the door, “I’ll make it to where he’ll wish he never met you.”

As much as that makes your heartbeat fast and cunt ache, you bare your teeth at him, “I’ll talk to whoever the fuck I want to. You might think you own me, but you don’t own shit, Leon.”

You shove him away and open the door, smiling too brightly at Brad.

“Hi!”

Brad smiles back, “Hi, uh, how’re you feeling?”

“Better,” you shoot a glare at Leon, stepping out onto the porch and closing the door, “sorry I had to cancel our plans.”

Brad laughs, “Don’t apologize, kinda last minute plans at that, ya know?”

“Yeah,” you grin at him, “what’re you—“

The door pulls open and Leon steps out next to you. 

“Benton, so nice to see you again!”

The smile on your face tightens, anger pulsing in your temples. 

“I-it’s Brad,” the boy tries to correct with a nervous smile, “and yeah, it’s nice to—“

“Yeah, yeah, listen, can I talk to you for a sec?” Leon’s grinning but his eyes are dead as he grabs Brad by the arm and frog marches him down the porch steps.

“Leon, what’re you doing?”

He turns to you with a look so dark that it makes you pause. 

“Just guy talk, princess.”

Your heart rabbits in your chest, worry overtaking the anger as Leon leads Brad back to his car parked out on the street. You lean over the porch banister, torn between wanting to go down there or watching what Leon will do. 

Leon doesn’t raise his voice or hands, but even from here you can see the fear etched on Brad’s face. He’s pulling away from Leon like he’s been burned and climbing into his car, peeling out from your street without even a look back at you. Leisurely making his way back to be house, Leon stops on the porch and gestures for you to go into the house first. 

You glare at him and storm past him, climbing up the stairs as he shuts and locks the front door. Nerves shoot through you when you hear him chase after you and grab you right outside his room. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” 

“My room, Leon,” you spit out, twisting in his arms. 

You squeal when he deadlifts you over his shoulder, pushing into his room and throwing you down onto his bed. 

“Nah, enough of that,” he climbs onto the bed after you, pinning your wrists down with his hands, “you seem to be getting airs, little princess.”

“Fuck off, Leon,” you’re so frustrated that tears are threatening to spill, “get off me, this is done. I’m done. We’re done, okay?”

He frowns, leaning up on his haunches and letting you slide back until you’re leaning against the headboard, pulling your knees up to your chest, wiping the tears from your face. 

“What’re you talking about?” he’s watching you closely.

“This,” you wave your hand from yourself to him, “this is done. I, I can’t keep doing it, Leon.”

Your voice breaks and more tears spill across your cheeks. 

“I can’t keep being with you like this.”

“Oh.”

He seems to deflate, falling back until he’s able to sit with his legs criss cross.

“Was it,” he clears his throat, picking at his comforter, “did I hurt you?”

You laugh incredulously, “Yes, but not in the way you think.”

He frowns at you from under his fringe, blue eyes staring you down. 

“Explain it to me then.”

You exhale shakily, hiding your eyes behind your palms, “You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“I like you, Leon.”

“And?”

“What do you mean ‘and’? I like you, Leon.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“Everything?! You don’t even feel the same way. I’m sleeping with a guy who I’m falling in lo—like with and he doesn’t even care about me like that.”

“Hey.”

His sharp voice makes you drop your palms from your damp eyes. 

“Who the fuck said I didn’t care about you like that?”

Confusion makes your brows pinch together, “What?”

He moves so fast you don’t realize what’s happening until you’re being kissed breathless. 

“I like you, too,” he kisses you again, catching your sob with his lips, “I meant it when I said you drive me crazy. I want you all the time. Want you more than just your body. Love your smartass mouth and your weird sense of humor.”

He kisses all over your tearstained face, “Love how excited you get about stuff, like when I randomly gave you those gummy worms and you smiled for the rest of the day.”

You laugh wetly, letting him kiss the sound from your mouth.

“I love spending all my time with you,” he drops a kiss to your cheek, “meant it when I said I got you, baby.”

You smile through a new batch of tears, messily pressing your lips to Leon’s. 

“Leon, please,” you whimper, hands digging into his shoulders, “show me, show me how much you’ve got me.”

“Okay, okay,” he soothes, kissing your jaw and down your neck, “let me show you, princess.”

Between you both it’s no time before you’re both naked in his bed, grinding against each other, lips meeting over and over between gasps and whines. 

“Please, Leon,” you whimper, arching up as he drags his fat tip across your clit, “want you so much.”

“I’ve got you,” he kisses you as he presses his cock into your soaked pussy.

He bottoms out with a low groan, “Good girl, fuck, ruined me for anyone else, baby.”

You keen high in your throat, cunt fluttering around his cock at his words. 

“You ruined me for anyone, big brother,” you whisper against his lips making him growl and rut deeper into your slick pussy. 

“Damn right,” he kisses you so hard it splits your bottom lip making you both moan. 

“Aww, little sis,” he coos, tongue lapping against the cut, “didn’t mean to get so rough.”

“Like it,” you mewl, hands tangled in his blonde strands, “like when you’re rough, big brother.”

He groans, humping your pussy so hard he rubs against your g-spot, “You’re perfect, fuck. Wanna cum inside you.”

“Please, please, love how hot it feels,” you kiss him, smearing blood on his mouth. 

“My hot cum filling you up, stuffing my little sister’s pussy so good, it drips out,” his hot breath slides over your neck before he’s biting down, deep, nearly breaking skin.

Your whole body thrashes, hips rocking up into his bulky weight pinning you down to the sheets.

“Gonna mark you all over,” he bites you again on the opposite side of your throat making you cry out, voice cracking. 

“Gonna take you apart all week long,” he swears into your ear, kissing the lobe. 

Your cunt’s clamping down on his dick rhythmically as he bullies against the spongy spot in your cunt. His leans up to shift his upper body so he can latch onto your hard nipples. Whining, your legs spasm and wrap tighter around his waist. 

He slows down, rutting slow into your cunt as his mouth bites and sucks at your aching buds. 

“Love sucking your tits,” he lathes his tongue across the swell of your breast, nipping the soft skin, “tomorrow wanna just suck on’em all day, see if we can make you cum from just that.”

“Leon,” you whine, pussy pulsing around his dick.

He laughs low in his throat, teeth biting your nipple before sucking it softly into his mouth. His head stays buried between your breasts, slowly taking his fill of suckling and biting your nipples until they’re puffy and sore. 

“Wanna cum,” you pant, hips twisting and writhing under him, “Leon, big brother, please.”

He presses down on you even more, settling his heavy weight over you until you’re mewling from not being able to move. 

“We got all night, princess,” he whispers in your ear, tongue licking across the shell, “could just rut in your wet little cunt all night, keep you stuck here on my cock for hours.” 

Whimpering, your nails dig into his broad back making him buck into your soaked hole. 

“Mmm my own personal fleshlight, grips me just right,” he teases, groaning as your pussy squeezes his cock tightly, “oh, like being big brother’s pocket pussy, baby?”

“Uh huh,” you moan, “m’pussy belongs to big brother.”

“Fuck yeah it does,” he grunts, thrusting into your cunt a few times before slowing back down, “gonna let me use you whenever I want?“

“Big brother,” you pant, drooling as he grinds right against your g-spot continuously, body shaking with your impending orgasm, “please.”

“Let your boyfriend make you cum, baby sis,” he kisses your jaw, “then he’ll cream your pretty cunt.”

He rocks even harder against you, pelvis rubbing across your clit as his tip kisses your cervix making you gush around his cock as you cum, pussy walls milking his throbbing length.  

“Oh, there we go, good girl,” he praises against your ear, smoky voice making you clench again, “god, ‘m close, gonna cum in you, gonna fill you up just like you asked.”

“Please, please,” you weakly beg, body locked around him as he fucks you hard and deep. 

With a choked off groan, he thrusts deeply one last time and stills, cock kicking and throbbing as hot sticky cum spills from the fat tip, painting your fluttering walls white. You moan brokenly, pulling him into another messy kiss.

After a few minutes, Leon’s softening cock slips from your cunt, hole oozing creamy spend all over his sheets. He lays down next to you, pulling you into his arms.

“You’re so fucking perfect, princess,” he murmurs into your hairline, kissing your forehead. 

Warmth floods your chest as you smile up at him, “You’re pretty special, too.”

He grins, thumb tilting your chin up, “Flattery will get you everywhere.”

[loverleonkennedy]

Identification

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Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk

literally just wrote this based on this post 🤣

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Your nails scratch a hot trail down Leon’s back as he pumps his cock into your pussy. His dog tags jingle with every thrust as his hips snap forward, bullying his way into your soaked hole. 

“Leon,” you mewl, tongue feeling fat and useless in your mouth. 

“Shh, I got you honey,” he murmurs down at you, raising up from boxing you underneath him. 

He sits back on his haunches, dick pistoning into your squelching cunt agin and again making your fingers twist and claw at the sheets. Your eyes draw back toward the dull metal gleaming on his sweaty chest, walls tightening around his dick. 

He chuckles down at you, grabbing your ankles to press them on his shoulders. 

“Like it?” he kisses your ankle bone, feather light.

“Uh huh,” you moan, “looks hot.”

You found Leon’s old dog tags stuffed in  a random drawer earlier. Shyly, you asked if he could put them on and before you know it one thing led to another and now you’re getting your guts rearranged while he wears them. 

He leans forward a little making your hips arch off the bed, allowing his dick to fuck into you deeper. 

“Perfect fucking pussy,” he groans, eyes drifting from your face down to your jiggling breasts, “‘n you’re so goddamn pretty.”

“Leon, please,” one of your hands moves up and snags around the tags, yanking him toward you. 

“Fuck,” he growls out, eyes dark as he lets your legs fall to his waist as you tug him close. 

“Like leading me around, baby?” his lips ghost across your panting mouth, “like thinking you’re in charge?”

“Oh god,” you whimper before Leon licks into your mouth, all sloppy and heated. 

Your fingers stay tangled in the chain around his neck as he humps into your pussy. Feeling his fingers rub across your clit, you buck upwards into the feeling with a broken moan. 

“My good girl gonna cum all over my cock?” he asks in between messy spit filled kisses, “gonna squeeze me nice and tight so I can cream your needy cunt?”

“Please, please, Leon, wanna cum so bad,” you whine, tugging the dog tags to pull his mouth back down on yours. 

He chuckles in your kiss and circles his fingers over your clit more firmly making your eyes roll back in pleasure. A low keening moan builds in your chest until it’s spilling out between your mouths. 

“Good girl,” Leon drops a kiss to your heated cheek, “c’mon, soak my cock.”

He pinches the top of your clit as his cock knocks against the spongy spot in your cunt, making your legs lock up around his waist as you cum hard around his throbbing cock. Hands going behind you to grip the pillow, you grind your head back and moan. 

“Fuck me, so fucking sexy,” he grunts, pulling back so he can thrust harder and faster into your clenching hole. 

Your eyes blearily take in his heaving chest, dog tags bouncing and jingling between his pecs as he rails you into the mattress. He buries his dick balls deep into your pussy and stills as ropes of hot sticky cum spurt from his fat tip. 

“Baby,” he groans softly as your soft walls flutter and milk his cock until he’s spent. 

He pulls out with a sigh, watching his cum ooze from your swollen pussy. 

Leaning forward, you notice the cool metal of the dog tags dragging against your sternum as he kisses you sweetly. You let your fingers grasp the tags again and pull him back in for another kiss. 

“Maybe I’ll start wearing them again,” he laughs, kissing your cheek as he flops down on the bed next to you. 

[loverleonkennedy]

Like A Predator’s Prey in the Cold

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Stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Predator/Prey request for @gumiegumie; sorry it took forever and thank you for your patience 😭 💜

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, predator/prey dynamics, reader is called bunny, rough sex, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, mention of gangbang scenario/forced sex with strangers by Leon but it’s just dirty talk (in case that’s triggering)

not proofread ✌️

title from Antisaint by Chevelle

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Your friends all thought it would be a silly little throwaway gift, just a cute pair of bunny ears and a tail. You laughed it off with them, but you kept it once you got home. And today, since you’re home alone, you’re excited to try them out. 

After seeing some cute pics online of similar outfits, you decided to pair some of your prettier lingerie with them. So now, looking in the mirror you smile at yourself, running your hands down the lace and ribbons, fixing the elastic band wrapped around you to set the tail right above your butt. Tipping your head, the cute bunny ears flop back and forth making you giggle.

You blow yourself a kiss, feeling sexy and cute in your little getup. 

Leon also thinks you look sexy and cute. He’s staring at you from the doorway, broad shoulders braced against the door jamb as his deep, blue eyes watch you. He watches you quietly, a smug grin crossing his face since you don’t even realize he’s there. 

You spin around to grab your phone from your bed and gasp to see your stepfather’s hulking form in the doorframe. Feeling shy and embarrassed at how you look, you quickly grab for your clothes strewn about your room. 

You panic a little as he steps forward. 

“Don’t you look cute?” his low voice rumbles as he grabs your arm and spins you around to face him. 

You feel hot all over as his eyes rake down your body. He flicks the bunny ears drooping over your head. 

“I-I just thought it would be cute,” you feel so shy you won’t meet his gaze.

“Oh it is, baby, so cute,” he drags his hands across your waist and up to cup your lace clad breasts, thumbs teasing at your nipples until they’re stiff and achy. 

“And look at that,” he rumbles in your ear as he reaches around and grabs the fat of your ass with both hands, “a little cotton tail.”

You gasp as he spanks your ass before letting his hands drift across your body, snapping the bands on your lingerie or tweaking and pinching your hard nipples.

“Got me so hard, little bunny,” he kisses the side of your neck making you shiver.

He grabs your hand and guides it down to his slacks, making you palm his chubbed cock with a groan. 

“Feel that? Gonna slip it deep inside that wet little cunt, make you my sweet little fuck bunny. How’s that sound?”

You whimper, slowly stroking his bulge, “Daddy.”

“Shh, shh,” he soothes, tilting your face up so he can lick into your mouth, tongue plunging inside making you moan. 

He grabs your waist and presses your bodies close, grinding his cock against you. 

“So pretty,” he drags his lips across your jaw, “god, I can see how wet you are in those skimpy little panties, baby.”

He kisses you again, heatedly, tongue fucking in and out of your mouth until spit drips down your chin. He tastes you over and over until you’re eagerly grinding against him while sucking on his tongue. 

He pulls away and snaps the band on your panties, “Gonna need you to run, little bunny. Let me chase you down and fuck that sweet cunt.”

Shuddering, you gaze up at him with dilated eyes, “I can run anywhere?”

“Anywhere, baby,” he slaps your ass, “better make it count.”

Heart fluttering in your rib cage, you turn and dash out of your bedroom. You hear him laugh followed by his footsteps as he starts to run after you. Your cunt is throbbing at the idea of Leon pinning you down like some animal and fucking you stupid. 

You really do try your best; you make it downstairs just past the threshold of the living room before you feel a pair of warm hands wrap around your neck. 

“Oh little bunny,” he coos into your ear, shoving you down onto the rug, making your knees and palms sting, “I’m about to enjoy this so much.”

You squirm and struggle underneath his bulky body, but it only makes him groan.

“Mmm yeah try and fight me, makes me so fucking hard,” he laughs and shoves your face down into the floor.

You squeal as he rips your panties off your legs and tosses them away, making sure to reaffirm the elastic band holding up your bunny tail stays in place. 

“Such a slutty pussy,” his fingers slide across your wet slit to rub at your sensitive bud, “daddy’s gonna love fucking this needy cunt.”

You whine and try to crawl forward, but he shoves his palm down on your head keeping you still. 

“Just for that attitude, daddy’s just gonna take what’s his,” Leon pulls out his thick cock and lines it up with your soaked hole, “don’t care if you’re ready or not.”

You scream and thrash as Leon sinks his cock into your pussy.

“Yeah, fuck, that’s it, take it, take it like a good little bunny,” he growls down at you, hands shifting to grab your hips and yank you towards him. 

You scream again as he bottoms out, fat tip knocking against your cervix making you drool all over the rug. 

“Squeezing me so tight, bunny,” he grunts as he pulls halfway out just to slam back into your clenching walls. 

Slick gushes from your pussy to drip down your thighs and onto the floor. One hand moves from your hip up to your neck to pull your head up. He starts pounding into your pussy, fat cock stretching you out to the point you’re squirming trying to rock back on him. 

“There she is,” he murmurs, hips humping forward into your squelching pussy, “work that hot little cunt onto daddy’s dick, get me all nice and wet.”

“D-daddy,” you gasp out, eyes rolling back into your head as he hammers against your g-spot making your thighs clench.

“So goddamn tight,” he snarls into your hair as he cages your body in, fucking deeper and harder into your fluttering hole, the sound of skin slapping together getting even louder. 

Your hands claw uselessly at the rug as your knees scrape against the rough carpeted surface.

“Daddy,” you whine, “g-g’nna get r-rug burn.”

His hard chest presses down on your back, making you spread your legs wider to keep your balance. 

“Fuck me, yeah, get those knees all skinned up, baby, just proves daddy’s fucking this pussy like she needs,” he pants into your ear before biting down on your shoulder making you squeal out in pain. 

Leon gets even rougher, cock pistoning in and out of your drippy cunt until you’re crying, tears slipping from your eyes. Once he notices, he goes even faster, fingers slipping down to stroke your pudgy clit. 

Your hips try to writhe away but it only serves to make him fuck you harder. 

“Next time, we do this outside,” he chuckles meanly in your ear, “fuck you in the dirt like a good little slut bunny.”

You moan and buck back against him.

“Yeah, daddy’s wet little fuckbunny getting her hole reamed out in the woods,” he groans lowly, “creaming that little pussy again and again til you’re begging for it.”

“Daddy,” you cry out, feeling your orgasm creep closer and closer. 

“Yeah, like that?” he nips your earlobe, “maybe some stranger find us, wants a little taste of this pussy.”

You whine and grind back against him as he bullies his cock faster into your cunt. 

“If he asks nice enough, I might let him have a turn or two, some strangers cock fucking your little cunt,” he moans loudly, biting your neck, “watching as he cums all in your tight pussy and you can’t do anything but take it.”

Leon rubs your clit in harsh little circles, “Might invite a few friends and let them have a turn, run a train on this cute little bunny.”

Your body seizes as your climax hits you hard, pussy squeezing and milking Leon’s dick as you moan so loud he has to cover your mouth. 

“Damn, baby,” he gives a strained laugh, “squeezing me so fucking good, gonna cum, fuck.” 

He groans and bucks his hips deep into your cunt, letting your fluttering walls milk him as rope after rope of hot sticky cum floods your hole. 

“That was nice,” he sighs, pulling his spent cock from your clenching heat. 

He gently raises you up and pulls you into his arms, “Let’s get you cleaned up, sweetheart.” 

You smile at him, all soft and sweet as your body still comes down from the aftershocks, “Thank you, daddy.”

He kisses your forehead, “Anytime, baby.” 

[loverleonkennedy]

I reblog the really thirsty shit onto this blog so no one can see me truely be crazed and horny about this fictional man .... God I love his pixels

[loverleonkennedy]

I just knowwww it's sensitive lile really, really sensitive.

He probably cries eveytime he gets head, his hands balling into fists to avoid yanking your hair. You may want him to yank it, looking up at him encouragingly and moaning louder around him when he finally takes a fistful of your locks or maybe you don't. Instead you humm with approval as he displays his restraint, stroking his muscular thighs to wordlessly appraise him.

[loverleonkennedy]

Out Here All Night

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A Little Savory tier commission for @iloveyousomuch1989

Word count: 1993

Thanks so much for the request! 💜 💜 😘

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, kissing, tipsy reader, biting/hickeys, dirty talk, degradation, objectification, spitting, unprotected sex, creampie

proofread! But apologies for any mistakes I may have missed 😅

Title from Out Here All Night by Damone

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You tug down the hem of your dress after you climb up the porch steps. Never more thankful than now that your parents are gone since you stayed out with your friends a little later than intended… and maybe coming home a little more tipsy than intended, too. You giggle to yourself as you unlock the front door and step inside. You kick off your shoes and slide the lock back into place. 

You pad into the living room and see Leon lounging on the couch, looking bored as he channel surfs. Oh he’s so pretty you think, a giggle slipping past your lips. His attention moves over to you and you see him tense as he rakes his eyes down your body. You feel a thrill of satisfaction as he takes in your red mini dress, hugging your curves and shimmering in the lowlight from the tv. 

You walk over to him, a bubbly smile spreading over your face, “Hi, big brother.”

With an oomph, you plop down next to him, side to side as you look up into his face. 

“Where have you been?”

His low voice gives you goosebumps making you shiver. 

“Out with some friends,” you giggle, “missed you, shoulda come with.”

He grins down at you, “Sounds like you had fun. Had a few drinks, huh?”

“Just a few,” you stifle a laugh with your palm making his grin widen. 

His hand smooths across your neck, teasingly running through your hair before grazing your shoulders. You sigh and lean into the feeling. 

“I love your eyes, Leon,” you giggle again, staring up into his dark blue gaze, “my pretty big brother.”

He chuckles and drags his fingertips over the line of your throat, “Mmm yeah? Think I’m pretty, little sis?”

“Mmhmm,” you hum, “really pretty.”

You boop his nose with a giggle making him laugh at you. 

“You’re being really sweet huh, princess?” he murmurs, thumb tracing along your bottom lip. 

You feel bold under his heated gaze shifting yourself to straddle his hips, glittery dress hiking up with the motion and showing off your thighs. 

You run your nails along his scalp making him groan which lights you up on the inside. 

“Love your hair too, ‘n you always smell so good,” you whisper, lowering your head to nibble at his jaw, “anytime I smell your cologne I get really, really wet.

“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath, watching you with dilated eyes, “what else, little sis?”

“Y’know,” you bite your lip, rocking down onto his bulge, “you're so strong, love when you push me around and force me to do stuff.”

He grunts as your nails scratch through his hair and across his neck, “I like that too.”

You giggle and kiss his neck softly, “Love your big fat cock and how it always stretches me out,” your lips trail up to nip his earlobe, “I also like when you talk dirty to me, saying you’re g’nna make me take it.”

Leon groans as you kiss his jaw, teasingly bypassing his lips to kiss the other side of his face. His hands grip your ass tight enough to bruise, making you whine. He slaps his hands down on each cheek before groping until the fat dimples between his fingers driving you to press into him harder. 

“Want it, want big brother’s cock in my needy princess pussy,” you kiss his cheek sloppily, “wanna be big brother’s slut, just a hole for him to use anytime he needs to cum.” 

“Fuck me,” he murmurs, pulling you back by the hair, “such a dirty little sister, huh? Need big brother that bad?”

“Uh huh,” you moan, rocking down on his chubbed cock, “‘m all yours, my pussy is made for your cock.”

He kisses you messily, tongue licking past your lips to taste you. Scraping his teeth against your bottom lip, he sucks it into his mouth before letting go with a pop. A low whine escapes you as he pushes closer, slanting his mouth to deepen your kiss. His tongue flutters into your mouth 

You moan and suck on his tongue eagerly, letting your hips roll down to grind against him. Leon’s fingers slip under your slinky dress to rub against your cunt, lacy panties completely soaked. He moans into your mouth as he lets himself feel all across your panty clad slit, wetness coating his fingers. 

“Take it off,” he growls, yanking the spaghetti straps off of your arms and shoving the neckline below your breasts. 

With a pained groan, he watches as your breasts bounce in his face as he tries to work your dress down your body. 

“God damn,” he mutters before latching onto a hard nipple making you keen.  

“Big brother,” you mewl as he swaps to the other sensitive bud.

“Sexy fucking tits right in my face,” he spits out, nipping and sucking at the underside of each breast until they bruise. 

He yanks you by the hair again making you whimper before letting go to squeeze your tits in each hand. 

“Use me,” you gasp out, “use my pussy like a little fucktoy, big brother.”

He turns and shoves you down on the couch, kneeling in between your legs as he grips where your dress is bunched up and roughly pulls it all the way off. You whine at him, arching your hips up drawing his eyes to the pretty lace that’s practically transparent now from your slick. 

“Gonna eat this hot little cunt,” he rumbles, snagging the hem of your panties and pulling them off, tucking them in his pocket. 

“Noo,” you pout, foot coming up to press on his clavicle, “don’t want your mouth, want your cock.”

His eyes are so dark now they look black,  “You just want big brother to ream this pretty pussy?”

“Yes, yes, please, ‘m just your little cock hungry slut,” you toss your head back. 

Leon undresses then leans forward, pressing his cock against your slick cunt. His thumb comes up to pull your bottom lip down, dropping your mouth open. You loll your tongue out excitedly. He spits directly on your tongue making your clit pulse in hot arousal. You swallow, feeling his cock kick against your pussy lips. He growls and spits hard into your panting mouth.

“Beg me for it, baby sis,” he smacks his dick against your clit, “beg me to fuck this slutty hole.”

“Want it so bad, Leon,” you let your foot fall away, to wrap your legs around his waist, grinding your slick folds against his thick cock. 

“Aww princess, it doesn’t sound like you want it,” he mockingly pouts, dragging his fat tip against the hood of your slippery clit. 

“Big brother, please,” your voice breaks as tears gather at your lash line, “want you to stretch me on your big cock, want you to use my hole til you cum.”

“Fucking hell, you’re so hot,” he groans, pressing the tip of his dick inside your pussy, slowly sinking into your fluttering walls until he’s balls deep inside of you. 

You gasp trying to swallow air as he bullies in and out of your spasming pussy. 

“Speechless?” he laughs at you, “nothing but a dumb little cockwhore.”

“Yeah, yeah, ‘m your cockwhore, big brother,” you moan, hands digging into his shoulders, thighs spasming as they wrap tightly around his waist. 

Leon groans and cages you in with his body, forearms bracketing your head as he slowly ruts his cock into your soaked hole. 

“Just my little slut, huh? Like your pretty big brother fucking you with his big cock?” he sucks a bruise into your neck, one of his hands coming up to tangle in your hair to tilt your head back. 

“S’good, love it so much, want it all the time,” you thrash underneath his weight.

He hums and keeps biting bruises into your skin in between words, “My own personal pocket pussy, just a wet little hole for my dick.”

You nod jerkily, dislodging Leon’s mouth from your neck and the collar of bruises he’s left across your throat. He moves up to messily lick past your lips, sucking on your tongue before filling your mouth with his own. Pulling away, he sloppily kisses down to your neck, teeth sinking into the bruised skin again making you whimper and squirm. 

“Big brother, please,” you mewl needily, nails scratching along his back making him buck harder into you. 

“Such a slutty sister,” his laugh ends on a groan as your cunt clenches around his dick, “mmm, that pussy loves the way I’m talking about her, just squeezin’ me so tight.”

He picks up the pace, cock thrusting into you harder and harder, grinding against your g-spot every time he presses into your cunt. One of his hands moves to grip your waist as the other slips down to rub your pudgy clit. 

“Leon,” you moan, pussy clenching down on his thick cock, eyes fluttering as the pleasure builds. 

“Yeah? Gonna cream big brother’s cock like a good cockdrunk whore, hmm?” he coos mockingly, “this pretty pussy’s been crying for a good fuck.”

His eyes watch your pussy greedily suck his cock back in with every thrust. 

“What’re you, baby sis?” the hand on your waist moves up to grip your chin, “tell me and I’ll make you cum.”

“‘m yours,” you choke out as he bullies your g-spot with the fat tip of his cock, “my pussy’s yours, big brother.”

“I know that, princess,” he simpers condescendingly, “aren’t you my little slut? Big brother’s own little cumdump?”

“Yes!” you whine, hips rocking down onto his thick cock, “I’m your slut, big brother. Nothing but a slutty hole for you to use whenever you want, c’n use my princess pussy any time.”

“Fuck me, little sis, such a dirty mouth,” he grins, “think it’s about time that hot little cunt creamed me, don’t you?”

“Please, Leon—big brother,” your nails score down his chest making him grunt, “w’nna cum for you, wanna cum for my brother.”

“Damn,” he hisses, roughly flicking his thumb on your clit as he grinds into your pussy. 

He bites your shoulder just as his fingers pinch your sensitive bundle of nerves, making your hips arch as pleasure washes over your body. Your walls pulse and flutter around his dick making Leon groan and snap his hips into you harder. 

“Feels so fucking good—god damn,” he groans, burying his cock deep inside your spasming cunt and cumming, hot jizz coating your walls. 

You sigh when slowly pulls out, Leon hissing at the sensation. He lays down next to you, squeezing himself between the back of the couch and your body. 

“So fucking lucky to have you,” he murmurs into your hair, “you’re next level sometimes.”

You giggle and turn to kiss his jaw, “Just sometimes?”

Humming, he kisses your swollen lips, nipping the bottom one, “Don’t need you getting an ego.”

He laces your fingers together making your heartbeat pick up as he pulls you into his arms. 

“Think you’re the one with an ego,” you bite your lip stifling your grin.

“That goes without saying, princess. Gotta keep up with you,” he kisses your lips, a little softer and slower, “prettiest fucking girl,” another slow, wet kiss, “so smart,” another tongue teasing kiss, “and sexy.”

You sigh and let Leon pull you into slowly making out, all soft lips and hot tongues. Feeling your eyes start to droop, you pull away from his mouth. 

“Tired, Leon,” you mumble, pressing your face into his neck. 

“Mm, let’s get to bed then. C’mon, I’ll carry you,” he kisses the top of your head and helps you to your feet before swinging you up into a bridal carry. 

The next thing you know is Leon laying you out on his sheets. Pulling you into his chest to cuddle, you sigh happily and snuggle further into his arms, letting his heartbeat lull you to sleep. 

[loverleonkennedy]

🎲 OFF TO THE RACES — LEON KENNEDY

content warnings: fem!reader, older!bf leon, age gap, implied size kink, reader is called a plethora of pet names, slightly perv!leon, slightly innocent!reader, p in v, mild degradation, praise, spanking, mention of handcuffs, i love this dumb, old, senile man so bad.

notes: very, very, very special dt @saintlulls. been teasing this for like nearly a month and i’m just now posting it. sorry pooks, love you, :3

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you don’t know how you got here, you really didn’t. you and leon had just been chatting on your shared bed, about anything and everything. the room smelt of the scented candle you had lit, you were surprised it hadn’t been snuffed out, the bedroom window open to let the slight breeze of the afternoon in.

you and leon had only been dating for a little under a year, you had moved into his house about four months in, as the rent bill for your old apartment seemed to increase each month. it was leon who had suggested the idea, and you happily obliged, excited to wake up next your handsome boyfriend.

your room was now a mix of both of you and leon’s stuff. leon wasn’t too thrilled at the thought of having a couple of stuffed animals joining him on the bed, but he let it slide. however, he did argue about your idea of changing the sheets to some pink silk ones you had found. the argument lasted a total of three minutes before you both compromised on opting for the gray silk sheets.

and as you sat atop said sheets, you cocked your head to the right slightly, taking in the little bit of information you had just been told.

“wait, wait, wait. you used to be a cop? you never told me that.” your voice was laced with mock hurt, making an attempt at teasing the older man that sat across from you, his jean covered thigh gently pressing against your bare one.

“oh, rub that pout off your lips, baby. i could’ve swore i had told you that.” his voice was just the right amount of sweet, blanketing the usual rasp in his tone. you hummed in response, your eyebrows scrunching upwards as you thought to yourself.

you blinked a few times, tilting your head once more before you opened your mouth to speak again. “is that why you keep a pair of handcuffs in the nightstand?”

leon had to restrain himself from allowing his eyes to bulge out of his skull. his mouth went dry at the question, the innocence of it all being too much for him to respond quickly. the genuine curiosity in your voice, your doe-like eyes sent blood rushing to his cheeks, and apparently to his dick too, the base of it pressing against his jeans as it hardened.

“oh, definitely.” he chuckled, trying to hide the way you effected him. you smiled softly at his response, nodding your head in acknowledgment. “y’know, i’ve never been put in a pair of cuffs. hard to believe, i know.” you giggled, another attempt at teasing him. of course you were referring to the more wholesome subject - you’d never gotten into any legal trouble. but with leon’s clouded mind, he couldn’t stop the words that rolled of his tongue.

“would you like to be?” he wore a devilish smirk, his heart rate soaring as you nodded your head, your curiosity piqued at what the metal might feel like against your wrists. with a swift motion, he pulled the aforementioned handcuffs from the nightstand. “bend over the bed, baby.”

you were quick to follow his orders. you got up from your spot, standing for a second before leaning the upper half of your body over the mattress, the small skirt you wore hiking up slightly. the soft flesh of your ass nearly made him crumble to his knees.

the sound of his hand colliding with your skin sounded throughout the room, the stinging sensation soon following like an echo. you bit your lip to suppress the whimper that lay on the tip of your tongue.

“sorry, angel. couldn’t help myself.” the sound of metal clinking made your ears perk up, your arms stiffened at the feeling of the cool and heavy weight that now wrapped around your wrists. it wasn’t the most uncomfortable thing in the world, especially when leon was the one securing the damn thing.

if leon still had one of his polaroid cameras, you would definitely be hearing the clicks of a button being pressed in by his big fingers, the flash of it’s small light perfectly highlighting all of your curves. there was always next time, he thought to himself.

the way you were sprawled atop of the sheets, that sweet look glazing over your features, the sound of the chain moving anytime you swayed your hips was enough to make this man almost spill a load into his pants, as if he were that young rookie cop again.

another smack was landed to the soft curvature of your ass, the whimper you had been holding in finally spilling out from your mouth. you fought the urge to voice your protest, knowing it wouldn’t get you anywhere. you prepared yourself for what you thought was another blow, only to be pleasantly surprised when you were met with the rough pads of his fingertips soothing over the area he had just marked.

“such a bad girl i’ve got here, hm?” his voice was lower than usual, a hint of something that you’d never heard from him. your head moved on its own, quickly shaking back and forth. you couldn’t even get a word out before he was speaking again.

“well, clearly you are. otherwise you wouldn’t be in these.” he pulled at the small chain that connected the steel against your wrists. “poor girl, you’re just confused, aren’t you? maybe you need a reminder, yeah?”

it was as if time was moving entirely too slow and too quick, his pants were pulled down before you had time to blink, the sound of denim and the belt that once hung deliciously at his waist now hitting the floor. meanwhile, your panties were pulled aside at tantalizing a pace, greedy and hungry eyes flitting from your sopping cunt to the string of your arousal that clung pathetically to the cotton that once covered you.

and that reminder leon spoke of seemed to inch its way closer to your glistening slit. his tip slapped against your clit, sending shocks throughout your whole body. you let out a soft moan, making a small melody with him as he grunted while slowly pushing himself into you.

he would never get sick of the way your walls immediately wrapped around him, or the way your jaw hung open, your sweet, sweet noises seemingly endless as he began to thrust in and out of you. the noises he pulled out of you increased with each movement of his hips.

“fuck, leon. feels, god, it feels s’good.” your voice was practically fighting with the sounds he pulled from your throat, your brain not sure if it could handle you sounding your pleasure verbally.

“who woulda thought a sweet girl like you would have such a dirty mouth.” his voice was teasing and lighthearted, a stark contrast from the way he bullied his cock into you at a brutal pace. he could tell by the way you gripped around his shaft, you were already close. one of the (many) perks of dating you was the fact you could be brought to your end just as quick as he could. listen, he’s getting old.

if the way you pressed your face further into the mattress or the way your hips moved sloppily, an attempt to match his thrusts, was any indication of how close you were, leon took it and ran with it.

“oh, i know, baby. i know. your old man makin’ you feel good? like he always does?” his movements were temporarily put on hold as he pressed a hand down onto the small of your back, making it arch a bit more. he was quick to start moving again before you could voice your complaints. “i’ll get ya there, sweet thing. don’t you worry.”

sweat trickled down your forehead and in between your bent joints. you whimpered once more, his ministrations accompanied by his words pummeled you quicker to your release than anyone could’ve imagined.

before you knew it, you were squeezing around him, your vice-like grip barely allowing him to pump an inch out of you. you’re sure he mumbled something about you being greedy, but you couldn’t tell, not with the way your ears were already ringing, a thin white ring coating his shaft as you finally stumbled into a blissful state.

the familiar warmth that coated your walls felt like a blanket as you allowed yourself to fully collapse onto the bed, leon’s cock pulling out with an embarrassingly loud squelch. you felt the burn of his stubble against your back as he pressed kisses upon the soft skin of your back, muttering praises between each peck.

[loverleonkennedy]

The Subject of Schoolgirl Fantasy

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Professor!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)

for @ohbvnny and the many anons who asked for professor leon; hope ya like it! 💜 and thank you for your patience 😘

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, teacher/student relations, kissing, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie

not proofread ✍️

Title from Don’t Stand Too Close to Me by The Police

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“Class dismissed.”

Professor Kennedy waves everyone to the door, wristwatch catching the light drawing your attention to his forearms, (on mouth watering display since he rolled the sleeves of his button up shirt to his elbows). 

You loiter at your desk, slowly gathering your things and reorganizing your bag as the last stragglers bolt out the door, glad to be finished for the week. It’s pure luck that Professor Kennedy is your last class on Friday’s, something you’re thankful for every weekend. 

“Do you have some questions for me?” a low amused tone reaches your ears, drawing you out of your thoughts. 

You meet Professor Kennedy’s warm, blue eyes, a ghost of a smile hovering at his lips.

“Sorry,” you bite your lip in embarrassment, “I kinda zoned out.”

“No worries,” he’s leaning back against his desk, one leg crossed over the other making his black slacks cling to his thick thighs. 

He crosses his arms, making your mouth go dry at the strain it puts on his shirt; his biceps and chest are pressed right against the fabric making your knees feel weak. 

“Actually I did want to mention something to you,” his eyes watch as you finally look back into his face.

“Sir?”

He grins at you, “That last test I gave, it seems you struggled pretty badly.”

You wince and duck your head down bashfully, “Yeah, I had a hard time learning the material.”

He tsks, “Now that just won’t do.”

You look back up at him and he tilts his head, sandy hair falling into one eye. 

“I usually don’t offer, but would you like to earn some extra credit?”

You smile excitedly, “Yes, actually that would be great. Thank you, Professor.”

He chuckles, “Follow me to my office then.”

You fall behind him as he leaves the classroom and walks down to the end of the hall; he pulls his keys from his pocket and unlocks the door. 

Opening it, he gestures for you to go inside first. 

“It’s pretty quiet on Fridays,” he states as he shuts the door behind you, and twists the bolt to lock it when you’re not looking. 

“I’m sure, most people are ready to go home,” you smile, feeling shy in his presence alone. 

“I’ll bet. You have any raging parties to get to this weekend?”

You laugh at that, following him further into his office and taking a seat on the sofa. 

“No, just headed home to study and get a head start on some things.”

As he moves over to his desk, dropping his keys on the mahogany surface, you get a chance to really take in the room. Spacious is the first thing that comes to mind followed by cozy. His desk is facing the entryway with bookcases all around. Against one wall is the sofa you’re sitting on and on the opposite wall just really run of the mill office art. 

The sofa dips as he sits next to you, his thigh a hot brand against your leg. Internally, you’re squealing, so thankful you decided on wearing a cute skirt today. Leon pulls you from your thoughts again by handing you a bottle of water. 

“Would offer a glass of scotch,” he tilts his glass at you, “but don’t know if you’re driving, sweetheart,” he winks at you as you take the bottle from him with a shaky hand. 

“Oh thank you and I’m not—not driving that is,” you clear your throat, “I’ve never really had any scotch, so don’t know if I’d like it.”

“Really?” his blue eyes seem darker in his office, especially as they drag down then back up your body. 

“Would you like to try some?”

He practically purrs as he leans forward into your personal space. You’re overtaken by his smoky cologne and sandalwood aftershave. 

“Please.”

Your eyes droop as he tilts his glass against your bottom lip, mouth parting to take in the amber liquid he’s offering. He groans softly when he sees your throat swallow, tilting the glass higher for more scotch to pour out. You choke a little, liquid spilling out the sides of the glass all down your chin to drip down your neck. 

Leon drops the empty glass on the carpeted floor and hungrily licks the trail of scotch. He starts at the base of your neck and follows the sticky tracks up to your mouth. With a sigh, you’re opening up for his thick tongue. He groans and licks messily into your mouth. 

Pulling away, a silvery string of saliva bridges your mouths before you break it by licking your lips. 

His eyes are hot and heavy as he moves to kneel on the carpet, in between your legs. You moan softly as he kneads your calves with warm hands.  

“I enjoy the taste of scotch, but there’s another flavor that I’d like to try now,” he smirks at you, hands drifting up to your thighs. 

You let out a shaky breath and part your legs further under his hungry gaze as he massages the fat of your thighs. 

“Professor,” a mewling whimper escapes your lips as he rucks your skirt up to expose your dainty panties. 

“Fucking criminal,” he groans, thumb rubbing over the little lace bow at the top of your underwear. 

“Going to be a good student for me, sweetheart? Let me taste this hot little pussy?”

You nod and he grins, “Hold up your skirt for me then. There ya go, such a good girl.”

Your hands reach down and grab the hem of your skirt, pulling it up til it’s above your hips all while he watches you. His strong jawline seems more pronounced when his brow furrows in concentration as he teases the band of your panties. 

“You okay with this?” he murmurs up at you, finally dragging his eyes up to meet your gaze. 

“Uh huh,” you nod so fast it makes his lips quirk up in a half smile. 

In place of a reply, he places a soft kiss right on the damp spot of your panties. With a soft groan, he places more kisses on your clothed cunt. Both of his hands come up to the band of your panties and pulls it up until it’s tight against the lips of your pussy. He lathes his tongue across your slit, leaving a wet kiss on the outline of your clit. 

Your legs twitch and spasm as he continues to slowly lick and kiss your pussy through your underwear.

“Please, sir,” you moan as he sucks your clit a little harder, eyes glinting wickedly up at you, “can I take them off?”

He pulls back with a low laugh, “No, gonna get these cute panties soaked before anything else happens.”

You watch as his hand reaches down to readjust his bulge in his slacks, making your mouth water and head dizzy. 

“Save it for later,” he grins at you, hand coming down suddenly to spank across your wet underwear making you buck up with a whine. 

“So responsive,” he muses, mouth going back to his slow torment on your needy cunt. 

He keeps you there, legs spread before finally putting them over his shoulders, face buried against your panties as he licks and sucks your pussy through the cloth. It feels like forever when he finally pulls away, hands going to the band of your underwear and tugging them off. He watches greedily as your cunt is bared, clear strings of slick clinging to the gusset of your panties as he pulls them away from your pussy lips. 

At seeing how wet you are, he wastes no time in slipping the soaked clothing off your legs and tucks them in his pocket. With a growl, he shoves his face against your pussy making you both moan. 

“Taste so good,” he pulls away to spit on your pulsing clit, “been wanting to taste your pretty little cunt since the beginning of the semester.”

“Oh god,” you gasp, hands letting go of your skirt to tangle in his hair, “could’ve had it then.”

“Slut,” he rumbles with delight, “don’t worry, gonna give you what we both want.”

He presses suckling kisses to your pussy lips before fluttering his tongue against your drippy hole. With a sigh, he pushes his thick tongue into your soaked cunt, eagerly fucking his tongue in and out until you’re squirming against his mouth. 

His hands grip your thighs harshly, bruises forming under his fingertips as he keep you in place. 

“O-oh, so good,” you keen, hands tugging on his hair making him groan and nuzzle deeper into your folds, nose bumping and grinding against your swollen clit. 

You hump his mouth, feeling your orgasm ramp higher and higher as that coil tightens in your belly. 

“I’m close, Professor.”

Your moan ends on a pathetic whine as he pulls completely away from eating you out. 

“That won’t do,” his mouth and chin are shiny with your slick making you go hot all over, “got to work for that extra credit, honey.”

He stands up, unbuckling his belt and sliding his slacks down until he can pull his hard cock out. He strokes the shaft, pulling back the foreskin so you can see the precum drip from his fat tip down his knuckles. He manhandles you to lay down on the sofa, one leg thrown over the back with the other dangling off the edge of the cushions. 

He slaps your clit with his cock, rocking back and forth so the tip drags through your slick folds getting him wet. You reach down to spread open your cunt, making it easier for Leon to rut against your pussy lips and the hood of your clit. 

“Please,” your hips arch up into his frotting, “want it so much.”

“Let me go find a condom, sweet thing,” he goes to get up but your nails sink into his chest through his dress shirt. 

“I’m on the pill,” you bite your lip out of nervousness, “I mean you can if you want, but I’m—“

“I’m not going to argue,” he chuckles, slapping your cunt with his dick, “not everyday I get to raw a hot little pussy.”

You whine, spine bowing as you try to press your sopping wet cunt against his dick, “Please, I’m so empty.”

He groans and finally quits teasing, pressing the head of his dick into your clenching hole. Your eyes roll back as he keeps rocking his dick deeper and deeper into your fluttering walls. 

He laughs down at you, “Mmm yeah, this pretty pussy is sucking me in so good. Such a snug fit for me.”

You feel like your cunt is being split in half; he’s so thick and long, it has you whining constantly as he bottoms out. 

“Such a good girl for me,” he presses himself down on you, body weight heavy and comforting.

You moan needily, hands gripping his shoulders, “S’deep.”

“I know,” his mocking voice is warm in your ear, “tiny pussy’s stretched out isn’t she?”

“Uh huh,” you mumble, drooling as he pulls halfway out to thrust back in, grinding and rubbing all along your g-spot as his pelvis catches your pudgy clit. 

“Taking me so well,” he praises making goosebumps trail down your arms, “this fat pussy’s gonna get a nice thick load, now isn’t that nice of me?”

“So nice,” you slur out, brain going fuzzy from how good Professor Kennedy’s making you feel. 

He laughs again, picking up the pace to fuck into you hard and deep. One hand goes to grip the meat of your hip while the other slips down to circle and press against your sensitive clit. Your legs wrap around his waist, bare legs rubbing against his shirt sending little pulses of pleasure to your brain. 

Your thighs twitch where they’re pressed against Professor Kennedy’s waist, toes starting to curl as he pounds against that spongy spot in your cunt, creating a mourning wave of pleasure. That band of arousal that has been winding tighter and tighter finally snaps.

Rough fingers pinch your clit as your pussy clamps down on his cock so tight it makes him hiss in pleasure. Your blood rushes to your head so fast it makes you dizzy, spine arching as your body tries to thrash under his; a high, keening cry slips from your mouth as he keeps teasing your swollen clit, extending your orgasm til tears bead your eyes.

“Good girl, so fucking good,” he groans, “gonna make me cum.”

“Yes, please, inside Professor Kennedy, want your cum,” you plead, eyes hazy as you give him a dopey smile, “feel’s nice.”

“Yeah? God, so good. Gonna fill you up,” he growls low in his throat as he pumps his cock into your cunt half a dozen times before burying himself deep in your spasming hole, walls still milking him. 

You whine up at him as he bucks his hips into you, hot spurts of jizz painting your pussy walls white. He pants to catch his breath before pulling out of you with a low sigh. His cum oozes from your hole and he pushes it back in with dark eyes. He lifts his gaze and smirks at you. 

“We’ll have to meet up more often, don’t think this was enough extra credit to help out with your poor grade.”

[loverleonkennedy]

school bathroom

professor!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!Reader summary: you fuck your lecturers in the school bathroom warning: sexual content, age gap, cock warming

A large male hand muffled the moan that escaped your lips. Your back was arched and all the weight of your body rested against the toilet where you were locked in with your unearthly handsome professor - Leon Kennedy.

"Shh, baby" Leon leaned into your ear clamping his other hand on your buttock. He was in you up to your balls and his penis was kissing your cervix making your legs feel like cotton wool. "I don't think you want anyone to hear us" He slid half out of you, drunk on the sight of your soaked pussy. He'd wanted to taste it for a long time, in fact ever since he'd seen you at your first lessons in that whore skirt. You looked so innocent then…. God, he would have fucked you in that moment in front of everyone, never mind the consequences. "You're so tight baby…" He exhaled straightening up. In one swift movement, he plunged all the way into you again, and his hand moved from your mouth to your hair, tugging at it. Under the impact of this you arched your back even further - if that was at all possible - biting your lip while holding back your whimpering.

"Mr Kennedy…" you whispered tapping your nails against the porcelain tank. If it wasn't for the fact that you were in the school loo you would have made the most pornographic sounds you could afford.

"Mr Kennedy, huh?" his movements became more aggressive, pulling your hair even further in his direction "Are we in damn lessons?" a small smile crept onto his face "Or maybe you'd like me to fuck you in front of everyone? How about that?" The hug on your bare buttocks was sure to leave bruises the next day.

You closed your eyes letting the air out through your nose. His thick penis was ruining your pussy from the inside giving you sensations you didn't even know about. You moved your trembling hand to your swollen clit, stimulating it. You wanted to feel even more, you wanted to be in heaven, to reach for the stars. "L-Leon plea-" your heart stopped for a moment as did Leon's thrusts. You both froze like rocks when two schoolgirls entered the bathroom talking and laughing out loud.

Leon let go of your hair and was immediately met with your horrified look, which only spurred him on further. He put a finger to his lips letting you know to be quiet. His pelvis hugged your ass. He simply began to fuck you suppressing his sigh, ignoring the fact that outside the cubicle you were locked in were female students who could hear you at any moment.

Tears appeared in the corners of your eyes from the onslaught of emotions. You prayed in your mind that the two girls would get out of the bathroom as soon as possible, feeling your orgasm approaching you by big steps. It was the same with Leon, by the way - his movements became sloppy and incredibly fast heralding his own high. His cock was hitting your G-spot making you accidentally press cum, which turned out to be a hit. The girls were abashed by the presence of someone else and hurriedly left the bathroom.

"H-holy shit!" you shouted, alternately moaning and sighing. "F-fucking God… Y-yes…" Leon failed to silence you. Your voice only added a cold shiver down his spine as his own cock began to pulsate releasing streaks of cum decorating your cervix. You didn't lag behind either - you howled his name like a slut, clamping down on him. Your whole body was trembling with excitement combined with fatigue and if it hadn't been for Leon's hands, you would have slid to the floor long ago.

And it was just the beginning of your day at university….

[loverleonkennedy]

I really don't know how people break the c.ai filters on any of these sites cause i have tried all the tricks out there and i always get a back flow of "Are you sure cause i dont think your ready" "here we go i really hope your ready" just shit like that... it;s whatever cause i would just use it while i was bored i'm just so curious about it...

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I forgot to post this here aaaa

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