#Luis Serra x you

[ivy-loves-chocolate]

hi! i wanted to start this off by saying i love your writing, it's so wonderful!!! could i request the RE men on how they'd act on their wedding/eloping day w fem!reader please? fluff & nsfw are more than welcome :) thank you!!!

୨୧ Note: thank you so much anon for the kind words 🥺 and of course you can request that! You can request anything! This idea is very beautiful and thank you for it. I had a fun time writing it, and I hope you will have a fun time reading it as well 💖

୨୧ Warning: this post contains nsfw scenes.

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He wants to keep things intimate. While the idea of a big, extravagant wedding appeals to him, he values the thought of spending this special day just with you, where he can truly be himself. In private, he can express his love and admiration without holding back, showing you his soft and gentle side, away from the prying eyes of others.

This means he’ll make your elopement day unforgettable. He'll hire a priest to officiate your union, will book the most luxurious hotel, and he'll also prepare the itinerary for your honeymoon. He wants to spend an entire month with you, where you will be travelling, experiencing new things, and deepening your bond.

He'd spend weeks working on his vows. Don't get me wrong, he makes sure you know how much he loves you. Every day, even if it's a gesture or a small action, by the time you go to sleep, you need to know that you are being worshipped and loved.

His heart will fill with joy, and his eyes will sparkle with pride as he sees you in that white dress. All he can think of is how lovely and elegant you look, and also how beautiful it will look on the floor when you get to your room.

He'd start off slowly, gentle, wanting to take his time with you. He will place kisses all over your body, starting with your lips and neck, going all the way down between your legs. His tongue will move relentlessly over and around your clit, his fingers curling and twisting inside you, pulling out some delicious moans out of you—those kinds that make his shaft twitch.

He will press his body over yours, looking for closure, as he pushes his cock inside of you. You wrap your arms and legs around him, keeping him tight in your embrace. As he keeps stretching you, he kisses your neck and whispers praises in your ear about how well you take him and how good your pussy feels.

He cums inside you multiple times that night, filling you up to the brim. He yearns that one day he can see your belly full with his kids. He doesn't care about the gender; all he wants are a lot of healthy little ones. You can imagine the excitement when you showed him the positive pregnancy test.

He wants an elopement day because he never knows when he'll have to hop on his next mission. So, after you said "yes," he bought two plane tickets to a country with the fastest departure date available.

Before leaving, he helped you out with the list of things that needed to be done, and luckily everything went incredibly smoothly, as if this holy union was meant to happen.

Even if the ceremony was quicker than expected, you managed to feel the magic of the moment, the suspense and emotions after saying "I do," the overwhelming joy while reciting and hearing each other's vows, and the tingling and burning love of the kiss that bound your souls. Even if his life is full of uncertainties, he is happy to know that you are one constant in his life.

After that, you spent the whole day walking around the city. An elderly couple saw your formal attire, and they were so confused after they heard you just got married, but they were so adorable in their uncertainty. "Why do you mean you got married? Just like that? Where are the guests? Where did you hold the ceremony?" They were very open-minded about it, and they began sharing their wedding day.

After that, you ate at a local restaurant. Again, nothing fancy, something you both liked that had a good view and good food.

The hotel was nice too, but none of you got a chance to admire it as you were too drunk and too over each other. Until you reach your room, both of you engaged in a hot make-out session.

Leon undresses you quickly. The cold air didn't have a chance to tickle your hot skin as Leon was fast to roll over you. Skin pressed on skin tightly, he kept whispering a lot of sweet praises that just trickled over your fevered heart, as they felt so much more intense than would normally say them. His lips felt like feathers on your skin, and they couldn't stop as your melodic moans kept fuelling the burning desire he had for you.

He helped you position yourself on top of him and gasped for air as your warm cunt began to engulf his cock. The warm walls kept contracting around him as you went up and down, and your hips didn't take a single break from moving as Leon felt so good inside of you. His curved shaft kept rubbing that spot inside you, and desperate moans kept escaping your mouth as you felt your orgasm coming, each more melodic and louder than the other. You rested your hand on his chest as your legs became tired, but Leon's powerful grip on your hips helped you keep the pace.

Your legs began shaking, and you collapsed on top of him, feeling that pressure fading from your belly. Your pussy contracted around him, beginning to milk him as soon as he came. You could hear his sobs, his sweet and pathetic ones, as he released a couple of hot, thick spurts inside you.

He kept watching his wife with an adoring gaze for the rest of the night and only fell asleep when the first rays of the sun pierced the sky.

He wants an elopement day with a few guests and a small reception. Even if the idea of a secret wedding day pierced his mind, he decided that it's best to spend this important day with those who are closest to you.

Luis often compliments you, his lips being nothing more than a music stave on which words flow, creating an anthem dedicated to your beauty. He is the type of man to cherish everything about you.

He chose a cabin in the woods because he wanted to give you the fairytale wedding you dreamt of. It's very intimate and very secluded from the outside world. The whole evening felt like you were in a bubble stuck in time. Neither of you felt how the time passed; you were too preoccupied to consume and cherish this special moment. His eyes followed you all day, admiration and desire growing with each passing minute.

Since he was very eager to be alone with you, he carried you with a smirk to your room.

"God, I wanted you all night," he'd whisper in a sweet tone as he'd lay you on the bed. "The way this dress fit on your body…" His hands did most of the talking for him, as they moved so gently yet firmly to take off your dress. He took his time with you, wanting to savour every inch of your body. When he pushed the dress past your boobs, he couldn't resist and stopped to give them some attention. Those beautiful hard nipples were just so beautiful that he had to suck them for a brief moment. You began to moan instantly as you felt his skilled tongue going in circles around the sensitive buds, and you grabbed his hair in a firm grip just how he liked it.

"I can't have enough of you…" he said between moans.

"Me neither…undress me, please." You sobbed as you pushed his head down, urging him to continue. Your mouth watered at the simple thought of his cock going inside you. You wanted him so, so bad that it hurt. You could see his chest rising and falling, showing how heavily he was breathing. He was burning up with desire and passion.

He slid the dress across your body with one smooth move and tossed it on the floor. After that, he quickly got rid of his own clothes, and when you noticed his swollen, red cock, your whole body shivered.

He quickly jumped on top of you, and soon he pushed the first inches in your pussy, stretching you nice and easy given how wet you were.

"It's like you were made for me…." he whined, his mind being clouded by euphoria.

Luis kept increasing his pace, being driven by his own arousal and by your delightful moans. Your cunt was so intoxicating for him, as it clouded his judgement, removing every ounce of self-control and making him act on pure instinct, and his instinct at that time was to bury himself inside you over and over and over until he had consumed everything, and then start again.

He kept rubbing that spot inside of you, increasing the pressure in your abdomen until you felt like bursting. Eventually, the orgasm hit you hard, and it hit him too. He filled you up to the brim, hot, thick spurts of his cum flowing inside you.

He watched you the whole night, not wanting to close his eyes because he wanted to remember your beautiful, sleeping face. Eventually, the fatigue was stronger, and he fell asleep, dreaming of your future.

Surprisingly, he wants a wedding day. After everything he'd been through, he wants something beautiful, something bright, something to remind him that this world is worth living in. Besides, he knew how much you wanted a big wedding, so he wants to comply and satisfy every wish that you have.

Krauser also has a bit of an ego that needs to be satisfied, and this wedding is perfect for that. Every detail will stand out, from the reception to your dress. He was fully involved in planning everything, completely committed to you every step of the way.

Everything was well organised and planned by the second, just as he likes. His heart was filled with joy and pride when heads turned to admire you as you walked down the aisle. He was very handsome too, but you took the spotlight, and he couldn't be more happy. Holding your hands, looking into your eyes, and saying "I do," these moments will be imprinted in his brain, and this feeling will live in his heart until the day he will die.

Having arrived in the room, his hands immediately glued themselves to your body. He barely contained himself all night. Slight touches here and there, under the table, on the dance floor, a small make-out session in the wardrobe—he was boiling up with desire and need.

"You are gorgeous, so, so gorgeous," he said amidst the kiss. A lot of tension was between you that needed to be released.

Krauser managed to take off your pompous dress in a skilled way, leaving you bare. Once he saw your naked body, his mind was clouded at once with an urging need to fuck you senseless, so he picked you up and threw you on the soft mattress.

He was insatiable. His tongue kept drawing circles around your swollen clit over and over, and his fingers would fuck you relentlessly until his whole hand was soaked. His cock was throbbing in his pants more frequently as your moans increased in volume.

"You taste delicious, honey," he said between his own moans.

"I know…now can you please fuck me?" You sobbed, being more and more desperate for his cock, and it's normal considering how much he teased you in the evening.

"How can I say no to you, my love?" he said as he stood up, one hand on your face and the other working to remove his pants. "God, you are so beautiful." His big thumb was running over your cheek; his gaze was full of admiration.

He gave you what you wanted, and he made sure that you'd cry out his name on each and every thrust. His cock massaged that spot inside you so well that it made you curl your toes immediately. You hugged him tight because your emotions were all over the place.

Eventually, your orgasm hit you hard, causing your body to tremble a bit. Krauser made sure to empty his load inside you, and that was so easy considering how your wear cunt kept milking him.

After that, he took care of you. He helped you get ready for bed; he ordered some food and put on a good movie. Of course that you went a couple more rounds after and eventually fell asleep exhausted.

[maekendia]

how would wesker, leon, luis react if they saw the reader wearing a mini skirt or a low-cut outfit?

headcanon pls 🥺🥺

love you

i love you too! hope you enjoy. :)

~ 18+ MINORS DNI ~

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Leon

Leon gets so nervous anytime you wear anything revealing.

LITERALLY STARING.

You tease him so much, bending over and adjusting your top.

“Please, come here.”

He makes you sit on his lap.

He whines every time you shift slightly.

Eventually he gets tired of your teasing.

He makes you ride him with the skirt still on.

Wesker

“Who are you wearing that for? Huh?”

Undressing you with his eyes.

He pulls your skirt up to look under.

“No panties? slut.”

He picks you up and practically throws you onto the bed.

As soon as you hit the bed he’s immediately undressing you.

“You’re gonna be a good little slut for me.”

Luis

“Espléndida”

He smiles so wide.

He literally cannot stop looking at you.

Practically drooling.

He kisses you all over telling you how gorgeous you look.

Him worshipping your body.

The skirt doesn’t stay on for long.

[konigbabe]

Neddy husband Leon?or Luis at morning

YES, but also; Why not both?

❥• NSFW below the cut (x gn!reader); divider is mine

NEEDY HUSBAND LEON who stumbles into the kitchen, still sleep-ridden with eyes barely open; chest exposed to the chilly morning air and pajamas barely holding onto his narrow hips. His back and arms still shows remnants of your night (and morning) activities. Only to see your sleepy form fumble with the kitchenware; ready to start preparing breakfast for both of you (it’s your turn now, he did it yesterday). His body is pressed against your back within a breath – all hard and solid – with lips sealed around that spot underneath your ear. Fingers slithering underneath the shirt, finding the wetness and his cum still slickening your hole. All ready to be used.

“What’re you doin’?” you ask; yet your legs – seemingly of their own accord – part wider to allow his touch to wander.

“Getting breakfast,” his voice still touched by slumber. Hair brushing against your cheek as he fishes his cock out, gives it a few tugs before feeling your walls suck him in eagerily. Breakfast long forgotten as your body surrenders to the gentle, lazy roll of his hips.

or;

NEEDY HUSBAND LUIS who refuses to release you from the embrace of your shared bed, even hours after waking up. Wide awake, he has your drowsy form pinned beneath his own – legs draped over his shoulders, the tension in your hamstrings mirrors the intensity of his languid yet fervent thrusts. Fingers locking around your wrists on either side of your head, buried in the softness of your pillows as he pivots into you.

With each drive of his hips, the slide of his cock sparks a sensation that dances through your being. Once-slumberous body awakens further, every slide and brush of his cock against your sensitive walls fanning the flames of arousal. Friction that causes your hips to instinctively rise to meet his, ankles locking over the curve of his neck.

“So tight, sweetheart,” his voice finds refuge in the curve of your clavicles. Licks a stripe up your neck until his teeth graze your chin, “and s’wet,” he continues, nipping at your jawline, “how lovely. And all for me, hmm?”

“All for you. All yours.”

[moderninfatuation]

I am totally interested in seeing how you write Leon Kennedy and Luis Serra (my two favorite male characters of the RE universe), but I don't think I can provide any interesting prompts. The most I can think of, right now, is either of those characters and how they would survive the apocalypse with the reader. But, that's a bit vague. Uhm, is Leon Kennedy meeting up with a scientist reader who's dedicated to finding a cure an interesting prompt? (Probably not, huh?) Or Luis Serra surviving with a reader who's holding him captive for some reason (like a reader that gives Ada wong vibes?)?

note: hello :) I do find your prompts interesting, but now I need to make sure I do your favorites justice >< let me know what you think! I definitely think I could describe the actual interaction between you and the characters more, but it always takes me so long to get to, so i might make just have to make a second part

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Scientist!Reader with Leon and Agent!Reader with Luis

characters: Leon S. Kennedy and Luis Sera, seperate

tags: sfw, agent!reader, scientist!reader, gn!reader, kidnapping, references to drugging

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Leon & Scientist!Reader

Finding a cure for anything within current times is hard, of course. If anyone is intelligent enough to realize that, it’s probably you. Once a junior scientist held in high esteem by one of the bigger pharmaceutical companies in the area, you’re now forced to dig through the rubble of what was once lined up office spaces and laboratories, the logo of the company you worked for looming over you from what is left of the buildings as if it were threatening to crash down on you one day. That doesn’t stop you from trying, however, much to the dismay of most of the people who used to be your higher ups. You feel like there is constantly someone on your back, just waiting for you to be careless so they can strike down your attempts to help - that is all you wanted to do, but it seems as if right now, helping earns you more enemies than it does allies.

Leon is among the very few individuals you trust enough to tag along. He found you, crawling through what was once a cooling room, the glass of what used to be syringes and test tubes crackling below your weight as you scour for anything that could be of use later. The place was positively trashed as the scene was fled just a few months ago during the initial outbreak, but you decided to come back anyway, always on the lookout for anything that moves and anything that breathes. You nearly passed out from the shock when suddenly, Leon stood behind you, telling you to raise your hands while you could only hear his heavy boots on the tiled floor and the click of his safety catch. It made the hairs on your nape stand.

It used to be a little hard to get a proper read on Leon. He was quiet at first, too busy keeping an eye on your surroundings as well as you while he was escorting you out of the building. What if you were infected after all? What if it is just an elaborate trap to get him out of the picture? There was always a shadow of suspicion following him around. However, you get it. They’re out to get you once you’ve seen too much, and you and Leon perfectly fit the picture. It gets easier to spend time around each other once the both of you let the realization sink in.

Ever since, you’re a duo like no other. If it weren’t for the fact that he’s a grown ass man, you’d say he’s attached to your hip; like a gun ready to be pulled when you’re in a tight spot. That is most he does when he follows you, actually: showing off his combat skills when it gets dicey. You’re thankful, of course, but you also managed to do it just fine on your own… or at least, that’s what you’d like to say. Truth is, you almost got your head crushed one or two times in the past because you were too focused on a gleam coming from a crack too tiny to put your arm in than on the dangerously tipped storage cabinet barely supported by said crack. Leon is just the guy for the job: holding up furniture, fighting off the infected, hell, ever since he’s warmed up to you, he even likes to joke around, hoping to get a laugh from you despite the differences in humor.

Leon can be stern with you, too. It doesn’t feel right to call it scolding, but he will furrow his brows and tell you to be more careful at even the slightest injury. He also insists on bandaging you up if things get bloody, not letting you do it yourself. If you push and complain hard enough, all he’ll do is raise his eyebrows in surprise, hold up his hands defensively and take a few steps back to let you do your thing - and to partially to keep himself from raising his voice. He would usually follow it up with a little quip too, just to defuse the tension, but also to see your reaction. His smug expression betrays him right before he drops the dreaded “Right, you’re the doctor-” before you have to remind him for what feels like the hundredth time that you’re not a doctor, as if the lack of a doctorate still matters now.

While he doesn’t know much about “science-stuff”, as he calls it, Leon knows enough to join the conversation. He likes to join you at your desk, asking questions and pointing at your equipment in the dark of the night, only illuminated by the wiry desk lamp and occasionally his flashlight when he gets bored. There have been times he fell asleep right next to you, too, snoring softly with his head hanging low and his lips slightly parted. He smiles gently and congratulates you with friendly shoulder bumps and pats on your back whenever you’ve made a new breakthrough or discovery in your research. His support is the most valuable you could get right now, especially since he’s competent enough to go out and get more supplies for you without, well, dying along the way. You have found your own kind of normalcy as the city around you gets rebuilt over time, a cure closer than it seems thanks to your sleepless nights and Leon’s eagerness to help. 

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Luis & Agent!Reader

You decided to take the harder path in life, it seems, but it was never really a decision, per se. You’re merely a product of your surroundings and circumstances… but it certainly was a decision when you took on your very first job to steal. It could just be a one time thing, right? A swipe of your hand when nobody seemed to look in exchange for cash that’s worth twice the amount of whatever you have to take. Your career took a dark turn once you realized that there is no coming back from the downward spiral that becomes clearer as your jobs go from theft to smuggling to assassination. So, the only solution is to keep going, to keep your head up high and to not look back. Let the paycheck distract you.

A new job you had the pleasure of coming across is significantly more risqué, but also rewarding like no other. Your enigmatic new ‘employer’, if you could even call it that, sends you out to kidnap someone in exchange for protection. Not a first, exactly, but something tells you this is much more serious than your previous jobs. Now here you are, brushing the dust from the abandoned factory building’s roof off of your shoulder as ex-Umbrella scientist Luis Sera sits in front of you, struggling against the bindings supposed to keep him still while the empty potato sack obscuring his vision muffles his grunts. Not his first kidnapping, judging by the way he doesn’t even try to call and scream for help.

Luis groans in confusion as his brain slowly recovers from the Rohypnol you used to make him pliant and easy to carry. His eyes get adjusted to the spotlight shining directly at him, and for a second, the both of you make eye contact. You step out of the way before the laptop you set up takes a picture of your newest (and only) captive, ready to send it to your boss. “Mierda…” is all you hear from Luis for a long time, slurred as he immediately looks around for any means of escape. Yes, this guy definitely has experience. But why him? Upon first look, he just looks like any other biologist you had to sneak past. Lab coat, eye rings, the stubble that comes once self care becomes luxury in the face of deadlines.

You’re quick to find out that Luis is talkative, effectively destroying one of the very few scientist stereotypes you were aware of. Some people talk just to calm their nerves, but if he does it for that reason, he’s very skilled at keeping up the facade of extroversion. Some attempts of “Care to tell me where we are?” followed by a quiet “Eh, not the talking type, I see…” before he goes silent again for… what, 5 minutes? You almost regret pulling the potato sack from his head. He even asks for a cigarette at some point, to which you scoff in reply.

Hours pass as you realize that you’re not here to scare him or to “get him out of the picture”, so to speak - you’re on a mission to hide him. You aren’t given more details by your boss, except that you should probably keep Luis tied up. You’re more open to conversation now that you know you’re stuck with him for… unspecified time. Once you give him some input on the current situation, leaning onto the shoddy table behind you to get comfortable, you see him relax visibly. “Ahh, so you can talk! Was getting afraid we didn’t speak the same language.” he teases, a smug expression decorating his face now. He seems like an entirely different person now. And the worst part? He sees right through you, despite your attempts to remain calm and quiet. “I’m starting to feel like I know more about this situation than you do…” The hint is all he needs to earn himself a glare over your shoulder as you hope for further instructions appearing on the screen in front of you.

Your hands are less than gentle after an hour of convincing that he won’t run off leads to you cutting open his bindings. “Thank you.” Is all he mumbles before standing up, idly wiping his thighs and stretching his legs. It isn’t exactly professional to deny the orders given to you, but he doesn’t seem like the type of guy to initiate fist fights. He runs circles in the small room, patting his jacket for a lighter and his pants for the cigarettes to match before lighting himself one, exhaling smoke into the cold air surrounding you. The evening continues like that. You can’t help but be… charmed by him and the way he hums to himself as well as by his useless attempts at conversation with you. He occasionally looks over your shoulder, nagging you with a “There’s a far more efficient way to use-” as he reaches out for your keyboard while you can only watch and rest. It’s not like he’s checking your messages or anything, right? Occasionally he wanders off too far, followed by the noise of metal on metal and the shuffling of feet as he explores the building, only to find his way back to you.

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[ann1-wr1tes]

ℝ𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔼𝕧𝕚𝕝 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

ʟᴇᴏɴ ᴋᴇɴɴᴇᴅʏ

° You came? You called...

° You came? You called... (part 2)

°Catch these hands!

°Save a Horse, ride a Cowboy

°Babydoll, you need some Rock n' Roll!

°Tiring exams

°Personal Secretary~

°NSFW Alphabet

》 ʟᴜɪꜱ ꜱᴇʀʀᴀ

°NSFW Alphabet

》 ᴀꜱʜʟᴇʏ ɢʀᴀʜᴀᴍ

°𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚎𝚝...𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐?

》 ᴄʜʀɪꜱ ʀᴇᴅꜰɪᴇʟᴅ

°With a s/o who accidentally makes creepy puppets hc's

》 ᴄʟᴀɪʀᴇ ʀᴇᴅꜰɪᴇʟᴅ

°𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚎𝚝...𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐?

》 ᴊɪʟʟ ᴠᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴᴇ

°Too tight?

》 ᴀᴅᴀ ᴡᴏɴɢ

°𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚎𝚝...𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐?

》 ᴄᴀʀʟᴏꜱ ᴏʟɪᴠᴇʀᴀ

°𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚎𝚝...𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐?

[messenger-of-babel]

Ten Seconds

Summary: In ten seconds Luis Serra made your world change forever. (Luis Serra x reader)

Word Count: 1.9K

Notes: Omg so rushed I'm sorry today- drowning in work atm so early post. There's some smoking and coarse language involved, some character death. Other than that, enjoy! Reminder to take care of your bodies and your mental health as well. RiRi~ xx

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Ten seconds is all it takes for your world to be changed forever.

One moment your pulse is thudding against your skin, blood rushing in your ears from the adrenaline. Despite the situation there was a reflexive smile on your lips; who knew that riding a mine cart like that could be so fun? Your eyes met Leon's, the other agent you were assigned to, and he chuckled at your flushed expression before shaking his head softly.

"Don't get used to it. Not all missions are a literal roller coaster ride."

Your eyes flitted ahead to the Spaniard, the flirtatious man who you'd slowly taken a liking to. You'd both encountered him while exploring down near the lakeside, finding him tied up in a sack within the cellar. Despite the situation he'd asked for a smoke, stunning both of you. What was more outrageous was the fact that you reached into your vest and pulled out one, sliding it between his lips while Leon gave you a deadpan stare.

"What?" you had grumbled, catching Leon's side eye. "I was trying to quit anyways, they were just in case." you nonchalantly shrugged, hands busying themselves with the rope once more. Leon just rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "Why am I not surprised?" he asked groaned under his breath. You had a snappy retort prepared on the tip of your tongue as usual, but the absolute unit of a pastor behind you took you by surprise before the words could even get a chance to form. The last thing you heard was the Spaniard yelling at Leon to move while you were already flying through the air, head colliding with the stone wall of the cellar and leaving you motionless on the ground.

When you had come to you three had been chained together, an ordeal in itself. The two men in front of you loved nothing more than to bicker, hardly noticing the villager that had come to check on you until you had already jumped him, wrapping your legs around his neck until his neck till he passed out. "Pay attention next time!" you had snapped, uncurling your legs from around the body and raising to shaky feet. You huffed; breathing quickened from suddenly jumping into action.

That was when you had met the eyes of Luis Serra.

His eyes were as warm as they were endless, melted pools of amber that flickered in the low light. He cast you a charming grin, a smile that slunk around the corners of his grip like a stray cat. It was in that moment he took the key from your hands in a moment before you could react, face coming so close to yours that you could feel his breath ghosting across your lips. As your breathing hitched he pulled away, his chains clattering to the floor. "Lo siento," he spoke, voice floating with a low timbre that suited him so well. "We'll have to meet up later, eh?" he chuckled, sending a playful wave and throwing the key into a corner of the room as he exited the basement.

You turn, lining yourself up in front of the scowl Leon is sending your way. You shrug. "Hey, you would have been distracted as well." you try to defend, making your partner just shakes his head and head to the direction of the key. "Hey, he might not be that bad!" you protest as he pushes past, making him scoff. "He might grow on you."

And that he did.

He might have grown on you more than Leon, who was starting to feel like a chaperone to cheesy play dates. Leon had tried to make a passing comment about it, clearly perturbed by your lack of guard around the strange man, even going as far as to make jabs at your potential infatuation. He had however, shut up promptly when you caught sight of Ada and his breathless expression. You took great pleasure in reminding him that while you were his partner, he was still the bigger hypocrite between you both.

Hunnigan was working on a more comprehensive background check of the man known as Luis Serra, but he had already helped you out a couple of times. You couldn't deny that he had helped you find Ashley and get her out of that church. Not only that, but he had given you a potential cure for the things festering in your chest and that was almost as reliving as anything. While Leon had been able to see your slow infatuation with each other, spotting the longing glances when you thought the other wants looking, or the yearning touches that lasted a little too long, he had grown on your partner as well. Slowly they had gotten used to each other's presence, although the bickering was consistent. So, while you watched them walk ahead after the escape you had all taken though the mines, you couldn't help but think how much they had begun acting like brothers.

That was until those warm eyes you were falling for so fast widened a fraction as they met yours, Luis in the middle of spinning around with his arms splayed out. When he opened his mouth but there was no grin or wise crack, your hands moved on instinct. You knew it wasn’t ok.

And you were right as Luis collapsed only a moment later, your gun already raised and pointed at the broad-shouldered blonde man. With trained reflexes he dodges the bullet you send his way, while Luis lunges his way.

You can hear the noise of the skirmish behind you, and the voice in your head tells you to not let your guard down, that you should be more aware of your surroundings. Despite its calling you can't make yourself do that, the edges of your vision blurry and noises that aren't Luis falling into a muffled cloud. "Oh my god..." you whisper, keeping one hand on his chest and the other pressed firmly against the wound in his back. you sit him up, and the Spaniard coughs weakly, blood lining the inside of his lips. "Spoke to soon about being free, eh?" he chuckles, but it turns into a cough. You shake your head at his response.

"Shhhh, Shhhhhh. Try not to speak." you plead, not trusting your voice. Your hand on his back is tacky with his blood, the crimson liquid seeping into the crevices of your nails.

Luis just raises a weak hand to your shoulder, tracing the path from your arm, up your neck, to finally cup your face. "I don't think so, cariño." he says softly. "Not when I have so much to say." he jokes, but the light in his eyes is beginning to cloud with a slight panic. "I wanted to be good." he murmurs after a tense moment. "I wanted to be-" he wheezes, eyes screwing shut. "I wanted to be a changed man. But now," his free hand gestures weakly in his lap. "I don't know if that's even something possible. For someone like me, I mean."

tears flutter onto your lashes, and you blink them away. "You've changed, Luis." you sooth softly, voice becoming breathy. "You have, I've seen you, Leon's seen you, and so has Ashley. You're a good man."

he smiles weakly at that, cheshire grin creeping weakly at his lips again. "Oi, I dreamed of you saying that to me, you know." he says, his eyes flickering to yours nervously. "But you should help Leon," he stresses. "He needs help, now more than ever."

"Not as much as you. Stop trying to be a hero." you say, and your lips do tremble this time.

"Aye, but then what kind of knight would I be?" he hums, the mirth you had come to adore twinging his lips. "Everyone knows that Don Quixote needs to save the day."

"And Don Quixote needs to focus on staying alive." you grit out, a frustrated cry coming from your mouth as you fail to staunch the bleeding. He smiles at your warm attempt, his other hand coming up to softly grip your hand on his chest. "You have a princess to rescue. You need to carry on as Don Quixote for me, okay? Someone needs to keep sancho in line." he coughs again. "Just..." he takes a raspy breath, the noise grating against your ears. "Give me one thing, I want to check something..." he murmurs and you nod.

What happens next takes the wind out of you in surprise. Despite his struggle for energy, he manages to lean himself forward, eyes fluttering closed as he kisses you softly. He holds it for a brief second before pulling away, the hints of a genuine smile ghosting his lips. You stare at him wide eyed as he leans against the cavern, cheeks heating up.

"Knew it." he murmurs, gaze now lidded as he looks at you. His face has paled, movement sluggish as he slips further and further away. "You didn't quit smoking." he hums, meeting your gaze. The situation is so insane you can’t help but laugh out of stress, hand coming to your lips.

"You can tell?"

he nods. "I can taste it." he whispers out, body slouching. You try to press harder on his wound, but he waves his hand to dismiss you.

"I'm about to go anyways." he murmurs. "I'd rather you keep me company than trying to save a dead man."

He weakly pats the ground next to him, and it feels like your heart is being torn from your chest. With shaky legs you curl next to him, tears tracing down your cheeks. He immediately drops his head to your shoulder, and you force your eyes to stare straight forward. you weren’t sure if you could keep it together if you looked at him, looked at the red that was staining his lips.

You wished that you could taste him in that kiss, instead of the blood.

Wordlessly you pull a cigarette from your vest, slotting it between his lips again and holding out a light with a cupped hand. Once his is lit you bite down on a stick yourself, end soon burning with those amber sparks and relaxation flooding your veins. You could see Leon approaching as fast as he could, battle finished. The son of a bitch Leon had been fighting had gotten away, scuttling back into the darkness where he belonged. You don’t register Leon calling to you or Luis, only able to look at your partner with heartbroken eyes as he closed in.

"Amour?" Luis whispers softly, hand seeking yours out and intertwining your fingers. You tilt your head down to look at him. He has turned his face into your shoulder, soft locks tickling the skin of his neck. "Can people change?" he whispers weakly around the cigarette.

"Of course they can." you whisper back, squeezing his hand softly. “Just…Shhh. Go…go to sleep now.” Your murmur with a cracked voice.

But he doesn’t hear you, cigarette falling from his lips into your lap and his eyes dulling like its snuffed embers. Leon's boots thud into your hazy view, the blur from the tunnel vision replaced with the dey gaze through your tears. Leon's heart falters seeing the distraught expression on your face and the way Luis body is curled next to yours for comfort.

It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.

You were all supposed to get out, but within ten seconds, he was gone.

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A/n: so I picked, Ada, Luis, Leon { with bonus aunt Ashley }

•+• Ada Wong •+•

Ada liked Leon, she did really but she didn’t love him,Oh no that was saved for you and her children. The only people that she can confidently say that she deeply cared about.

It was quite easy to spoil her little ones, spoil you. Which is why she may have gone a bit over bored with Easter.

Stepping out of the room you held back a yawn though your eyes went wide seeing the living room stuffed with toys. Two large baskets filled to the brim with goodies and treats. Your head suddenly snapped towards where you spotted Ada.

“Looks who finally up.”

“Ada! You’re home!” A bright smile formed on your face. You did your best not to let the tears fall though your children had other planes. The little ones rushing out to greet their mother.

“Mommy!” “Mommy.”

Bending down, Ada smiled softly as she enveloped her children in her arms.

Opening your mother you wanted to ask when she did this though biting your tongue you shook your head kneeling down next to the three. “It’s gonna be a fun day.”

Reaching out, Ada grasped your wrist gently giving you a smile. She would do anything to keep you three happy.

She didn’t care what it might take.

+•+

•+• Leon S. Kennedy •+•

Bonus: Ashely Graham

Leon loved his kids, loved you. Which is why he was happy to finally have a break from all off this. He was grateful to Ashley for being the one to let him spend time with his family.

Glancing at Ashley, he forced a smile slipping out of the car. The young woman was bouncing in her seat at the prospect of meeting you and the twins again.

She already looked up to you and she couldn’t help but think the twins were adorable.

“You don’t have to do this you know…I mean your dad is president.” Slipping out of the car, Ashley let out a gasp following the man.

“That’s to boring! It’s not like I’m gonna do anything fun! Besides I can watch the twins, maybe help them with an Easter egg hunt while you and Y/n have a little fun!”

Stumbling, Leon felt his cheeks burn for a moment. He wasn’t even sure how to respond to something like that. “Ashley!”

Not getting a chance to respond to him, her head snapped towards where the door opened. Two four year olds rushed out the door as you followed right behind them, you’d hand ok your growing belly.

Leon chuckled softly as he took the twins in his arms, giving you a soft smile. “How are you feeling!”

“You didn’t tell me she was pregnant Leon!”Ashley rushed over to you, her hand on your stomach. “Ah I felt the baby kick.”

Clearing out his throat, Ashley’s eyes went wide though a snort escaped her lips seeing that one of the children placed bunny ears on top of his head.

Hugging his children close, he stood up adjusting the ears. “Not a word out of either of you.” Forcing a smile he stood up smiling. “Now let’s go open some baskets.”

+•+

•+• Luis Serra •+•

“Ahh papa! Look at what the Easter bunny brought me.”

Turning his attention to his little girl, Luis chucked softy. Her face was covered in chocolate, and right now he was positive that she wasn’t about get any sleep tonight.

“Ah Conejita! You must be so happy!” Luis ruffled her hair.

The little girl letting out a bright giggle though her eyes went wide as she continues to search her basket for any other goodies.

“You spoil her to much you know.”

Shrugging his shoulders, Luis gave you a teasing smile. His arm wrapping around your waist tugging you close as his lips brushed against yours. “I spoil you to Mi tesoro. You were not complaining this morning.” His voice dipped as he gave you a grin, his hands now resting on your lower back.

“Luis!”

“Papa! What are you and mommy doing?”

Looking away, Luis gave your cheek a pinch as he turned his attention fully to his daughter. “Papa was just making sure mommy is feeling alright…she was quite tired this morning.”

Quickly losing interest in whatever you two might be talking about she turned her attention back to the Easter Basket.

“You’re unreal.” Giving Luis a small smile, you sighed as the baby monitor goes off. “But I love you so that’s all that matters.” You teased pinching his cheek the man let out a playful scoff as you walked off towards your son who was crying.

Watching you leave, Luis stepped closer to His daughter. The man was happy to have a second chance at life and he owed it to Leon.

“Happy Easter Papa!” His daughter gave him a bright smile shoving a chocolate bunny in his face.

Smiling he placed a kiss to her head. “Happy Easter Chiquita.”

[a-sleepy-raven]

Heya! Can you perhaps write some general relationship headcanons for leon, luis and krauser?

Hey there! Thank you for your request, I had a lot of fun working on this one. :) Hope you enjoy!

Characters: Leon Kennedy, Luis Serra, Jack Krauser

Notes: not proofread, might be slighty ooc

General relationship HCs (gn!reader)

Leon S. Kennedy

Leon is unfortunately quite used to losing people close to him, so he’s incredibly hesitant to actually start a relationship with you. He can’t help but be convinced that he’s going to lose you too sooner or later, be it because something happens to you or because you realize that he’s not what you want or need and decide to leave him – hence why he probably tries to push you away at first. 

However, once you manage to get him, Leon is yours forever. He’s a loyal and loving partner and will do everything in his power to make you happy, especially since he’s well aware that being in a relationship with him isn’t always easy. It honestly never ceases to amaze him that you’re willing to put up with all of this – the traumatic stuff he went through in the past, the fact that he’s not allowed to talk about anything regarding his work and that he sometimes has to leave for weeks without being able to tell you where he’s going – and he really appreciates that you’re still by his side.

Especially in the beginning of your relationship, Leon struggled with letting his guard down. Like I said, he has gone through so much and feels like he can’t deal with losing another person he cares about, so he has been really cautious and hesitant at first. But as the time passed and the two of you got closer, Leon found himself realizing that he can’t imagine his life without you in it. The fear of losing you will never leave him completely but he became more confident about your relationship over time and now, you’re one of the few people he trusts completely.

He’s not one to get jealous easily since he trusts you and knows that you would never betray him like that. But he still hates when others are clearly trying to flirt with you, especially if you’re obviously uncomfortable with the whole situation. It makes his blood boil when someone is unable to respect your boundaries, and in moments like that, he definitely won’t hesitate to step in.

Loves to cuddle with you. There’s just something so soothing and calming about your presence and whenever he feels the urge to just shut the entire world out, he just pulls you close and buries his face in the crook of your neck. 

Luis Serra

Better be prepared for lots of teasing and flirting because Luis likes to see you all flustered. Even before you got together, he never missed an opportunity to flirt with you, mainly to catch your interest, but also because he enjoyed figuring out which kind of comments and compliments make you blush. Also, lots of pet names, both before and after you started dating, though they became sweeter and more loving once you got together. 

People who don’t know him might assume that he’s incapable of being in a relationship since they only see his flirtatious and charming nature, but Luis is actually very faithful and would never betray you in any way. He often jokes that he has no reason to flirt with someone else because he’s already got the main prize by his side. He loves and adores you with every fiber of his being, and he’s 100 percent sure that there’s no one out there who could make him feel more loved than you do.

You wouldn’t expect it but Luis actually turns into a blushing and flustered mess whenever you compliment him. Your words are always so genuine that it makes him melt on the spot, although he really tries his best to hide it because he feels like he has a reputation to lose and therefore doesn’t want to embarrass himself, not even in front of you. However, you know him well enough to still see the effect your words have on him. 

So. Many. Kisses. Luis uses every opportunity to press his lips to yours, your forehead or your cheeks. He’s someone who doesn’t mind PDA in general but if you’re uncomfortable with it, he accepts and respects that too because he’d never ignore any boundaries you set.

Luis also loves to surprise you, be it with small gifts like your favorite flowers or date nights. To be honest, he just likes to show you off because to him, you’re absolutely perfect and he wants everyone to see how adorable and beautiful his partner is. 

Jack Krauser

Krauser definitely isn’t someone to fall head over heels in love with someone or to dive head first into a relationship. It’s pretty hard to earn his respect and his trust, and on top of that, a part of him will always see loving someone as some kind of weakness. He’s also so used to being alone that he’s convinced he doesn’t need anyone else. So, you probably need a lot of patience, especially in the beginning of your relationship. 

It’s pretty important that you don’t ask too many questions about his job or his past. Krauser is a man with many secrets, and he most likely won’t ever feel comfortable enough to share any of this with you, so it’s best to just accept that he doesn’t want to talk about it. It’s not that he doesn’t trust you but to him, it’s a fact that it’s best if you don’t know anything about these things – especially since it’s already risky to be in a relationship with him in the first place. (And though he might never admit it, he’d hate himself for letting anything happen to you.)

With that being said, there’s nothing Krauser wouldn’t do to keep you safe and sound. He knows first-hand how shitty the world can be, and should someone dare to lay a hand on you, he won’t hesitate to make them pay for it. Though he often acts like he doesn’t care about anyone else but himself, he fiercely protects those who are important to him, no ifs, no buts – and if it means that he has to put his own life at risk in the process, then so be it. I think he’d also offer to teach you some basic self-defense, just in case that you ever find yourself in a situation where these skills might come in handy. 

He never lets his guard down completely, not even around you, and he’s not easy to love. However, that doesn’t mean he’s a bad partner or that he doesn’t care about you. Since he’s not overly affectionate (as in, he rarely initiates kisses or cuddles himself), he finds other ways to show how important you are to him, for example by making sure that you drink enough water or take your meds etc. He pays close attention to everything you do and therefore notices even the slightest changes in your behavior, so he immediately knows when something’s bothering you. And though Krauser is not be the best at comforting people, he still tries to cheer you up because he doesn’t like to see you all sad and gloomy. 

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Somethin' Stupid ♡

( Luis Serra Navarro x GN!reader || your flirty coworker who has actual feelings for you ♡ mutual pining || office!au , mentions of smoking )

Luis sighs softly, leaning his head against his desk. He was tired, very, very tired.

Tired of the constant work, stacks of paperwork that didn't seem to end, the fact that his coworker three cubicles over talked so loud about last night's game that he couldn't concentrate on said paperwork.

The sound of keys jingling and familiar footsteps against the office floor makes him lift his head off the table slightly, he perks his head up to check if what he heard matched the image he thought of in his head.

You. You and your stupidly large amount of silly keychains from old kids show you and Luis used to watch. Only Luis could call it stupid. He knew you better than the rest of the people here at this godforsaken place. He could list all the characters hanging from your lanyard off the top of his head if you asked him to.

“Look who's back.” He comments, smiling as soon as you enter through his cubicle door. “Did you get bored or something back at yours? You keep coming back here, you know.” He says, as if he wasn't waiting for this exact moment. Luis always looked forward to seeing you. It made working at this place a lot less shitty.

You made him feel a lot of things, would he tell you that to your face? No. He'd rather die fighting the printer's ink cartridge protector than admit that he has a thing for you. More than a thing, maybe if you could read between the lines of his smile and eyes.

It was hard reading Luis's body language, his reputation around the office as a ‘ladies man’ and as the office flirt made it difficult to tell if he actually liked you or not. You hoped he did. You looked forward to these little meetups in his cubicle, too.

“Wow, you're mean,” you say, hand to your chest, pretending to be hurt by his comments. “So so mean to me, Luis. Words hurt, you know that? Can't I just drop by to say hi? Hello?” The more you talk, with that stupid dramatic tone, the more he smiles. He rolls his eyes playfully before glancing back at you again. “Why are you here, then?” He asks once you finish your little tangent about visiting him. He looks you up and down to find some sort of sign of why you were really here. Usually, you brought him a snack or some copy paper he forgot to pick up.

“To have fun,” you say back, the stupid smile on your face makes him think it's something no good. Well, in the eyes of your coworkers. Not Luis, in his eyes, you'd always be good. At least you were to him. The people here just don't have fun. All stuffy and stuck up in dress shirts and all that. “Fun?” He repeats, leaning himself up in his chair. He tilts his head slightly to the side as he looks at you. Just what were you up to? “Fun.” You repeat back, smiling still.

“What do you think? We can skip work for a couple of hours going out on a smoke break.” You suggest, though you didn't smoke. He did. Ever since he started hanging out with you, though, he's slowly realizing that he's smoking less and less.

Luis found it hard to read you as well. Always speaking, what was on your mind kept him on his toes.

He finds himself sitting next to you, like he always did on the concrete floor outside the office. He lazily holds his cigarette between his fingers, staring at you as you eat half of his lunch. He always let you have half of his lunch, saying he “packed too much” even though he damn well knew he packed enough for two people. Sharing is caring, right?

“You know, the more you spoil me like this, the more chances you are to be stuck with me.” You joke, wiping your face on a napkin. Luis chuckles softly. He couldn't tell if you knew you were flirting with him, even if he flirted back.

“Really?” He asks, tilting his head at you with a slight smirk on his face. “Then I'll do it more often. Hell, I'd even take you out to dinner if you wanted. Me and you against the man.” Luis doesn't even realize the words coming out of his mouth.

The fact that it came so naturally to him proved that he was deeply, stupidly, in love with you. He didn't even realize he was basically saying he'd take you out on a date. This was his way of confessing to you, offering to take you out to dinner.

Good food is the window to the soul, right? The way to a person's heart was through their stomach, his grandfather told him. From what he remembered, at least.

“...you'd take me out to dinner?” You say aloud, slowly processing his words. Luis's eyes widened, slightly realizing what he said. It took him a solid minute, too. He almost drops his cigarette on the floor.

Quickly, he composes himself again. Clearing his throat, he tries to play it off lightly, trying to live up to his reputation as the office flirt even though he was being genuine with you. “O-of course I would!” He says, putting his cigarette to his lips. He looks away from you, pretending to look over at the parking lot. “You're probably tired of eating Spanish omelets and tomato soup all week.” He comments, puffing cigarette smoke from his lips. “Why would I be tired of Spanish omelets and tomato soup if you made them?” You ask back softly.

“Aren't you tired of my cooking?” He asks, turning back to look at you. “No, why would I be tired of your cooking?” You reply back, leaning slightly closer to Luis. This moment makes him stare into your eyes longer than usual, now that he's this close to you he can finally read you. Your eyes, your face, everything stupid about you. He loved everything stupid about you, your obnoxious collection of keychains, the way you snorted when you laughed at his jokes, everything stupid.

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⦑ no life without death ⦒✶.*

pairing(s): luis serra navarro x f!reader synopsis: you watch the love of your life leave in pursuit of repentance from his former sins. inspired by @luisnavarros content: character death, hurt/slight comfort, sad letters, mentions of trauma « 0.7 k words┇masterlist┇reblogs appreciated! »

“Why are you crying, hermosa?” Luis’ smooth hand journeyed to your waist, the velvety graze of his palms pulling you closer. A sensation he knows will yield your uncertainty, the gentle act dulled the anxiety away, even if it’s just for a moment.

“You’re leaving, Lu.” The words spat out, brimmed with exhaustion. You’re about to lose him again.

Luis secured the strap of his duffel bag onto his shoulder, the other hand crinkling the one way flight ticket to Spain. Sorrow re-emerged Luis like an old friend, something that never truly goes away, especially after all the atrocies he had enabled, all the lives killed as a result. Paying the price for it, still, seven years after the incident. “And I’ll be back before you know it, eh?”

“I don’t care if you worked for Umbrella… please. Just don’t go.” Your brows writhed against each other, pupils glossy.

Luis wanted to hold you. Never let you go. Submerged you into his arms. But how could he protect anyone with hands made of destruction? How could he protect you like this? The guilt, like the black mould itself, festered in his very soul. It was now or never.

“Don’t cry, mi amor. Tears don’t look good on such a beautiful señorita like you.” His finger brushed against your lower lash line, collecting the tears in his lovingness. The steel ring on his index finger chilled your face as he moved, and you know it was futile to stop the man you love. “I must go. You know it.”

“Let someone else do it. Let them take the burden in their hands. It doesn’t have to be you.” Years and years of therapy Luis attended had allowed him to speak more about his past and came to peace with the memories. You thought he was doing so well. That he was finally going to let the past go, be with you forever. “You’ve done enough repenting. What about your happiness?”

As if consumed by your affection, Luis soothed your body into his. You saw Luis as who he was, and not just a pawn of Umbrella.

“Señora Dulcinea.” Luis ensnared your lips into his, capturing your breath through a soulful press of the lips. He planted his everything, his yearning for him, his tenderness, into a kiss so passionate, it seeped through layers of built-up apprehension. A kiss so beautiful, and one that you will never forget to be the last kiss you two will ever share. “Siempre te querré, cariño.”

“I will always be your Señora Dulcinea.” The tears almost poured out of you as you spoke, but you wanted Luis to leave on a good note. One that did not have you drowned in your own tears.

You smiled, and before you knew it, you slept in peace with Luis’ surrounding you with his warmth. Luis picked you off his embrace and placed you on the couch with a blanket over you.

A final kiss, a farewell on your forehead. He hated to leave without saying his final goodbyes, but Luis feared that his legs won't leave if you’re awake. His heart had been strung along so far by you, whether intentional or not. And that would never change.

Luis walked out of the door, and you are still waiting for him to come back to this day.

Until.

Six months later, a gentleman arrived at your door. Blonde, black suit from head to toe, guilt lingered his eyes. “My name is Leon. I worked with Luis.”

“Is he okay?” you asked, desperate. He didn’t respond, which told you exactly what you needed to hear. What you didn’t want to hear.

“Luis left a message to you.” Leon uttered and passed an envelope to you. “It took me a long time to find you. He kept you a secret, to protect you from Umbrella.”

You picked up the envelope, ripped it as fast as you could manage without damaging the contents and read:

My Señora Dulcinea, If you’re reading this, I’m probably dead, eh? Miguel de Cervantes once said ‘Hasta la muerta es toda la vida.’ There is no life without death. You gave me a second chance at living. After everything, you forgive my wrongdoings. Without you, I am a wandering nomad without purpose. Without a reason to live for. You freed me. That’s why I need to leave… If only to save one in many I’ve killed… Señora, I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me one last time, for leaving you. To protect you from this plaga that cursed our home. And I’ll do it all over again just to see your smile, cariño. Yours forever, Luis Serra Navarro

NOTE: I don't speak spanish. if you do & there's any inaccuracies, i would appreciate any corrections. translation:

Hermosa - gorgeous

Siempre te querré, cariño - I will always love you, darling.

Señora Dulcinea - Lady Dulcinea - a princess in the book Luis references throughout RE4R "Don Quixote" by Miguel de Cervantes

thanks for reading! come check out my other works. ––yours truly, rose.

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ONLY ONE

REQUEST: @fantasynsuch Reader saving luis and patching him up and they smooch and admit their feelings hehe

F!Reader X Luis Serra (ofc u Can js imagine diff pronouns)

Warnings: blood, (vague mentions of) stitching, luis being injured

Notes— I wrote this in an hour so sorry if you thinks it’s bad or really short!

You and Leon had been partners for a mission in Spain, you were mainly there to keep Leon and Ashley safe because you were a medic. Luckily there weren’t many times where Ashley had gotten hurt, you couldn’t say the same for Leon but he wasn’t looking terrible, Although he could probably have a drink after all this

And then Luis came up, Luis was very flirty; specifically with you, he insisted in staying near you, he gave you all sorts of names even though he knew your name, he liked to tease you, and do all that.

“Después de esto, would you like to go out with me” he asked you many times, of course you said no, and Leon was beginning to get very irritated with the man and his constant flirting with you.

“No, thank you for the offer though!” You replied like that every time he asked that question, he was still persistent, and still asked to hang out some time. And you still told him “no” or “no thanks, I’m much more interested in getting out of here”

Leon had spoke to you about all this asking if you were okay with him staying with you guys, and asked you “I’m not the only one getting annoyed with him right?” To which you laughed at. You assured him that it was okay and it was sort of funny to you, you’d never really had a man be so persistent and obsessed to take you out on a date. So it was fine with you.

Luis was not very serious about his flirting at first either, he was a ladies man and always flirted with women, but the way you didn’t break, really interested him. The way you declined and somehow made an even more impressive response that had him stuttering, really made him want you more.

—

But now here you were, talking to Leon through your radio, “hurry, Luis got hurt, and he might be able to make it if you get over here, I’ll send you my coordinates, just meet me there” he said and ended the conversation.

You rushed over to where Leon had told you to meet at, you finally found the both of them and Luis wasn’t looking the best. You took off his jacket and shirt and got Leon to flips him over so you could look at his wound, all Luis could do is groan in pain as he felt you stitch him up before he could lose anymore blood.

After wrapping him in bandages as well for his other wounds you and Leon decided it’d be best if you guys took a little rest and stayed where you were for a while before rescuing Ashley once again.

Leon had taken the time to go get more ammo and meet up with a merchant that always ended up meeting you guys in random places. Meanwhile you stayed with Luis while he was passed out. Just so you could keep him safe and take care of him.

Finally Luis had woken up and looked better than before. “Eh what happened?” Luis asked rubbing his eyes, he was still laid on his stomach because he had fainted like that. And Leon left before you could ask him to flip him back over, still it was best so his wound wouldn’t get irritated.

So you had just placed his shirt over his back and his jacket to his side. “Well after you got hurt, Leon dragged you over here and I stitched you up” you explained as he began to sit up, his shirt falling back onto the bed he was on, and he sat there shirtless, he grabbed the shirt and examined the blood and rip in it.

“Are you okay? You did lose a lot of blood” you asked, he nodded still looking at his shirt. “If you wanted to see me shirtless you could’ve just asked” he told you jokingly, smiling at you, “yeah sure, I definitely wanted to see you shirtless” you said sarcastically, “let me check your back” you said and he turned around for you to check.

It seemed to be looking better and the cut wasn’t oozing blood anymore which was good, “looks better” you told him, both your hand had been planted on his shoulder and back, “I’m getting the feeling you just wanted to feel me hermosa” he joked again, and you giggled.

“Whatever you want to believe Luis” you told him, and let go, he turned back around facing you again, he grabbed your hand, seeing this as the perfect chance to confess his feelings.

“Y/n, you are a very beautiful women, and your also very smart, and caring. I know I’ve been joking about many things today, but I do really want to take you out, after all this is over how would you like to go to dinner?”

“How many girls have you said that to?” You asked, “only one” he replied, you smiled at his sincerity, you held his hand “then I’d love to have dinner with you” you told him, he smiled at your response and really wanted to kiss you.

He would’ve, immediately but he couldn’t tell if that’s what you wanted, and he’s a gentleman, he would never force a kiss on anyone. “Puedo-”

“Mhm” you didn’t give him the chance to finish, he tilted his head and the two of you leaned into kiss each other, you could feel his smile against you lips, his hands were placed on your hips and your hands were placed on his shoulders

You pulled away, getting a look at Luis, seeing his face tinted red.

You stood there looking at him for a minute in silence before you heard the door to the room being moved around to get in. You moved away from Luis quickly, and Leon came in, he saw Luis up putting his shirt on “you good?” Leon asked him “I just got up but I think I’m alright” he replied, “good, now let’s go get Ashley”

Before you followed Leon out the door, Luis was putting on his jacket and gave you a wink before you walked out with your partner.

[lorebite]

Thots of WebcamModel!Leon and WebcamModel!Luis have been gnawing in the back of my mind for a while. I couldn't choose writing only for one so please have both of these thirst driven blurbs.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 18+ Minors DNI. Cursing. Gender neutral reader. Use of butt plugs and handcuffs. Masturbation. Demands and instructions.

             𝑃𝑅𝐼𝑉𝐴𝑇𝐸 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝑊𝐼𝑇𝐻 𝐿𝐸𝑂𝑁

When the page first loads, the upper half of his body fills the screen, cutting off just where his waist ends. It takes a moment for him to incline backward and reveal his face, a small timid smile quirking his lips. He sure looks pretty – a vivid contrast to his sinful physic that made you salivate when you caught his profile for the first time.

“Hi,” He offers a bashful wave, cheeks glowing red. You offer a greeting in return.

You bite your thumb and your lips twist suggestively behind the cloak of your hand. This isn’t what you’re usually used to but his gentleness already endears him to you. Though he seems almost nervous; his eyes shift back and forth across the screen as if in search for something. 

The bed creaks as he squirms ever so slightly, one hand pressing down on the mattress while the other curls into a fist against his thigh. He isn’t completely naked yet; however, his tight boxers leave very little to the imagination. His cock bulges through the fabric, the tension already at its peak.

“Is this your first time?”

The question catches him off guard and his eyes widen. The blush sinks deeper to his ears; you can easily catch it with the golden sunlight that filters through the window of his bedroom and washes over his face. A cordial smile soon replaces his initial surprise. 

“That obvious?” His fingers begin to caress his thigh aimlessly. You can’t tell if it’s intentional but the movement is sensuous enough to hasten your pulse. “You’re my – you’re actually my first private client. I’m still getting the hang of things.” 

You have spent enough time on this side of the screen to know exactly what you sought whenever you sat down at your desk for an hour or so to yourself. Though it isn’t often you treat yourself to such a thing. But you’re glad you did today. Leon looks absolutely delicious and that alone is roiling your thoughts, filth seeping forth through the crevices of your mind. You don’t mind offering some assistance.

“How’s your day been?” He asks all too politely and you resist a chuckle. 

“A lot better now that I’m here.”

He smiles again, his eyes lidded dazedly as he hooks his lip between his teeth. His hand begins wandering higher on his thigh until it’s hovering just above the impressive tent in his underwear. He’s already leaked through the fabric.

“Mmm, but we haven’t even started, yet—” Pausing, a small frown forms at his brows. “What’s your name?” 

“(Y/N).”

He purrs your name, rolling it around his tongue slowly as if to taste it and by hell it sounds much sexier than you have anticipated. Your core grips with aching heat at the small moan his voice reduces to. He’s breathless when he speaks again.

“Do you wanna know a secret, (Y/N)?” 

You hum in agreement. 

“I’ve had a plug in this entire time.” He slides back and forth against the bed and his face contorts with need, thighs twitching. “Do you want to see it?”

“Fuck. Of course.”

He slips a thumb behind the waistband of his boxers, tugging it down slowly to reveal the sharp dip of his v line. That is enough to make your breath knot in your throat as you wait for him to slowly unravel.

Your eyes follow his hand as he frees his flushed, swollen cock from the confines of fabric and he heaves a grunt, head lolling back heavily on his shoulders.

“How do you want me?” He asks. His eyes meet yours again through the screen.

“Bend over the bed.”

He nods and turns, spreading his fingers down on the mattress and then his legs; his full ass seizes your screen and the black hilt of the plug is next to catch your eye. Leon turns to speak over his shoulder.

“It vibrates, too.” He fingers the toy and pumps it once, drawing a tight-lipped moan out of himself; a visible urgency to his action. “I need to cum so bad.”

“No. Not, yet.”

Leon nearly lurches when he hears the words, eyes blowing wide with shock. He stammers an incoherent objection but he quickly quiets, remembering this is solely meant to be for your indulgence after all.

“Touch yourself. And turn around. I want to see you.”

He nods again and seats himself back down on the edge of the bed, his fist clenching around his cock. His hand glides over his length listlessly, his confidence suddenly spoiled. He eyes the screen and awaits your order.

“Like this?” He tries, voice already hoarse.

“Aha. A little faster.”

His breath quivers. “Fuck—I’m gonna cum way too quickly like that.”

The grin that splits your cheeks apart ignites a fluttering heat in the pit of his stomach. The way you watch him makes him shrink into himself. As if your razor sharp gaze can peel meat from bone. 

You prop your chin against the heel of your palm and bite your pinky through that wolfish smile. Leon pants heavily. His legs shake and his hips jerk of its own accord. He can barely hold your gaze as his arousal mounts mind numbingly fast.

He’s close. You can see the telltale signs break upon his pretty face. But he keeps at a steady pace, adamant to satisfy your request. 

“You can turn the vibrator up, Leon.”

It’s adorable how he doesn’t hesitate even for a second to reach for the remote on the bed and up the speed. His head falls back immediately, bright eyes glossy, mouth permanently agape with the string of moans that tips off his tongue without a moment’s break. 

“Can I go faster? Please. I’m so fucking close.”

You stifle a chuckle as you listen to him whimper and struggle, taking your time to give your finishing response. 

Leon stares wide-eyed at you. His lips flutter as if he means to speak; to protest your cruel silence or to beg for sweet mercy – you can’t tell. But no matter. You’re ready to make your next and final demand.

“Mhm—hmm. You can cum.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

It doesn’t take long for him to gush into his hand after that and he comes with a soft trembling cry, his eyes rolling back into his head.  

His hand gradually slows over his cock until the small content moans on his lips turn to silent gasps of breath. Then he smiles. All worn and spent. But it’s a lovely look on him – how he looks so disheveled after following such small orders into fruition.

“That was – you were great.”

You return his smile. “You seem to get a kick out of getting told what to do.”

His shoulders shift in a lazy shrug and his eyes drop to the ground. He doesn’t say anything but his blush deepens and that’s all the response you need. He raises his face again only after an instance, chewing his lip.

“I’d like to see you sometime again. If you want.”

“Sure,” your smile grows crooked, eyes turning mischievous. “I don’t see why not.”

             𝑃𝑅𝐼𝑉𝐴𝑇𝐸 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝑊𝐼𝑇𝐻 𝐿𝑈𝐼𝑆

You have been a regular of Luis’ for a while now. A staple presence in the circle of his loyal clients. However, it has been a while since the last time you booked a private session with the absolute charmer of a man. To say you’re aching to see him again is an underestimation.

You’re already logged on once the hour strikes for your session to begin. You bite your lip as the call connects and a smile spreads to your face once Luis appears on the other side of the screen. The shadow of a smirk dances coyly over his lips, his clear eyes two burning points of gravity swallowing you whole.

“¡Oye! I knew I recognized that name.” He beams. “Here to blow off some steam again, eh?”

He’s dressed in a dark satin robe though the knot around his waist is so loose, you can see his skin show through the fabric as he lounges on the edge of a lush king-sized bed. His face silhouettes against the pink strobes as a faint bluesy song plays in the background of his bedroom. He dances his fingers along his chest, wrapping them around his neck. A showy moan rolls off his tongue.

“I’ve been so pent up, you know.” He drawls. “I was hoping to catch you tonight. You always make so… interesting requests.”

The words burn with flattery in your cheeks as you fight not to squirm in your seat. Luis is completely aware of the effect he has on you. The playful smirk that widens across his lips is all the evidence for it.

“I missed you, too.”

“Such a charmer.” He grins. “Say—what you’ve got for us this time, huh?”

You lean back in your chair, tongue prodding your cheek as you ponder the question briefly.

“Do you have your cuffs?”

He slides his hand over the velvety bedsheets to the silver coils sitting just within his reach. His fingers hook inside one and lifts the article in the air, his smile turning wickedly suggestive.

“I want you to handcuff yourself to the bed.”

He cocks his head. A sharp look of amusement flashes in his eyes. “I like your thinking.”

He stands and his face disappears out of the frame. His fingers clasp onto the lapel of his robe and pulls it away, almost unveiling himself before he makes a pause. Craning his neck down, he meets your gaze again.

“‘Suppose you don’t want this on, too. Right?”

“Definitely not.” You giggle and Luis’ eyes twinkle with mischief.

The lustrous fabric glides off his body and sinks to the floor. You swallow when his body seizes your vision; eyes locking onto the deliberate movements of his hands as they rove his skin – from thighs to his chest, swaying seductively to the soft tune that continues to play in the corner of the room.

He kneels on the bed with the handcuffs still in his clutch. One by one, his wrists slip inside the metal restraints and eventually, link to the headboard. Once he’s done, he turns to face the computer screen, lips caught between his teeth.

“What now? You have me at your mercy – but do mind. Be gentle with me.”

He hardly sounds convincing. If anything, you’re tempted to believe he’s even taunting you. That nearly inaudible giggle he muffles against his arm as he presses his mouth to his skin is proof enough.

“I want to see you fuck your bed.”

“You want to be cruel, eh? I want to see you, too. Not really fair, if you ask me.”

“Luis. Please.”

He breathes an exaggerated sigh. “Fine. Have it your way then.”

Luis lies down on his stomach. He doesn’t hesitate to begin moving his hips, lifting them up and rolling them back down against the mattress. The first contact coaxes a delirious moan out of him and he has to stop for a moment; a low curse rushes through his gritted teeth. Then he slowly resumes and his pace is already maddening.

He moans and he whines. His cock spurts precum and soils his bedsheets but he ignores it as his entire body writhes yearningly. The movements are so hard and desperate you can hear the springs squeak through the speakers. It isn’t long until you give into temptation and start touching yourself as well.

A groan slips from Luis when he hears your soft moan. His hips falter momentarily as he stops again to take you in, lost in the binding throes of pleasure, before he continues with a newfound vigor, fueled by your wordless encouragements. His eyes flicker to his screen every now and again to watch you. He can feel himself slowly come undone.

“I’m so close.” He whines. “Will you cum with me? Please—please cum with me.”

He pants harshly, grinding down onto the bed with erratic force. You mumble your acknowledgement though you can hardly hear yourself through the heated turmoil of your mind as you hurtle towards your orgasm, head growing light, vision fading to dark.

When the taut twist of pleasure breaks free within you, Luis follows you as well. He fills your ears with his piercing moans, spilling a mess all over his sheets. He curses and stills as he catches his breath and you watch the uneven rise and fall of his back become more relaxed as your heart slows to a steady rhythm.

“¡Oye! That was a personal record.” He raises his head to grin lazily at you. “You will ruin me for others soon if I’m not careful with you. That’s no good for business.”

But of course, he surely isn’t going to turn you away the next time you a book one on one session with him again. If nothing, he accepts you eagerly. Maybe a little too eagerly. 

[qtse7a]

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : softcore - the neighbourhood

↺ ᴿᴱᴾᴱᴬᵀ ‖ ᴾᴬᵁˢᴱ ��� ᴺᴱˣᵀ ˢᴼᴺᴳ

beautiful boy

luis sera/reader

summary: you give luis some loving.

tags: established relationship, fluff, body worship and praise, implied smut at the end but nothing graphic!!!

author’s notes: this is quite short, sorry!!

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the back of your fingers gingerly brush against your boyfriend’s cheek. his eyelashes twitch against the apple of his cheeks as he shuffles a little, getting comfortable before dozing off again. you smile sweetly, thumb swiping over his cheekbone to appreciate his beauty properly. “my sweet boy.” you whisper, trying to slowly wake your lover. luis hums lowly, yet doesn’t wake. “it’s time to wake up, baby.” you coo, pressing a gentle kiss to his top lip. luis exhales slowly, hand moving to your lower back. “five more minutes.” he mumbles, accent thick on his sleepy voice. “sorry, sweet boy, but we have to get up soon.” you purr, kissing him again.

luis opens his eyes, admiring you a little. “good morning.” you smile, hand cupping his cheek properly. “good morning, mi sol.” (my sun) luis responds, hand moving up to rest atop of yours. “my beautiful boy. you’re so pretty.” you kiss his nose, spreading them across his cheeks. luis let’s out a gentle laugh, making no move to stop you as he closes his eyes; relishing your loving. “you’re gorgeous, luis. my pretty baby.” you pull away, smiling at him. “aye, you’re gonna give me a complex.” your boyfriend jokes, kissing your lips softly. “mhm… oh well.” you giggle against his lips, thumb gently stroking along his jawline; ignoring the scratchy feeling of his stubble. “love you.” luis mutters between gentle kisses. “i love you too.” you respond, voice hushed as you press another kiss to his lips- this one lasts longer and is much more firm.

“i love all of you.” you respond, hands moving to push underneath his sleep shirt as you straddle his hips; keeping your body leant down to continue kissing your boyfriend. luis hums, hands grasping your hips gently. “absolutely perfect, my handsome boyfriend.” you grin a little, pushing his shirt up; leaning down to kiss along his collarbones, leading them down to his chest. luis let’s out a gentle exhale, letting his body relax under your gentle touches and massages. you feel luis’ fingers curl into your shorts, grasping your hips more firmly as you kiss a trail up to his neck, the tip of your tongue slowly tracing shapes over his bronzed skin. “fuck- baby, c’mon…” he encourages softly, hand moving up to your side. you hum, suckling soft hickey over the skin of his neck, teeth teasing him. luis let’s out a gentle breath, left hand squeezing your hip tighter, you feel him shift under you. “careful, or you won’t be leaving his bed for a while.” he tells you, voice husky. you smile, kissing up to his lips to give him innocent pecks. “i guess i can live with that.” you coo, kissing him again. luis grins against your lips.

[ivy-loves-chocolate]

Can you do 15 and 19 of the kink list with Leon and Luis pleeeease ? I just want to be sandwiched by these two-

Note: Yes anon I can do it, and I wanna be sandwiched by them too...Tbh it’s not a want, it’s a need at this point 😩 Also, pls don’t let this flop 😭💖;

Pair: Leon Kennedy x F!Reader x Luis Serra;

Word count: 1347;

Kinks: 15 poly; 19 praise kink (x);

Ko-fi || Patreon.

Heavy breaths and moans filled the room as Leon and Luis crushed your body between theirs. At that moment, it was difficult to tell which hands belonged to who, but you didn't care as long as they didn't stop. In a very chaotic and rushed manner, their hands pulled your clothes in all directions, trying to access your skin. Luis, or maybe Leon, was playing feistily with your chest while the other was groping your ass.

"Hmm, fuck..." you said after feeling Leon's poking bulge rubbing over your cheeks. It moved in a teasing way, in which he'd draw circles with his hips and then thrust hard, giving you a taste of what's to come.

Luis' hands were busy squeezing your chest. He splayed his fingers, covering most of the surface, enjoying the feeling of your hard nipples through the fabric.

"Hmm, you have such soft boobs, señorita." Whispered Luis in your ear.

It was getting difficult to breathe in that confined space, but the presence of these two men compensated a lot for the lack of air.

"I agree. Her neck must be soft too."

With a smirk, Leon grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled it backward in order to give his friend more access. You yelped, but the pain soon faded when you felt Luis' lips on your tender skin. He teased you a little as the tip of his tongue made circles all over your neck, and then he started to suck and bite gently.

"I don't want to see any marks, Luis." You said it firmly.

"I can't guarantee that, my love." Luis bit you hard after that, making sure to leave at least a red mark, if not a bruise.

"Ouch! Son of a-" You were quickly silenced by Leon, who pressed his lips over yours. Even if your mouth was sealed, you continued to puff and moan as Luis kept playing with your neck. Soon, Leon's tongue would enter your mouth, searching for yours to twirl around it. His teeth would gently grab and bite your lower lip as well.

"You were right, Leon." Said Luis as he pulled out a thin string of saliva connecting your neck and his lips. "Now I wonder what else is soft about her."

With a devious smirk, Luis dropped to his knees.

Leon gently wrapped his fingers around your neck and squeezed gently, pulling more moans out of your pretty mouth. His grip was gentle yet firm, and once he made you lean your head back, he began to kiss you on the cheek. He wanted to leave your mouth free, so he could enjoy the sounds you were about to make.

Luis got rid of your jeans and panties very fast, and soon his tongue would play with your sensitive bud. He raised one of your legs and placed it over his shoulder, and then he ran the tip of his tongue over your sensitive clit.

"Oh fuck, just like that."

Luis let out a satisfied whimper and continued, this time sucking and licking at a faster pace.

From behind, Leon moved his free hand under your shirt, a moment in which he started to roll your hard nipple between his soft fingers.

These men turned you into a needy mess. Usually, you'd keep some sort of composure during sex, but this time was different. This time your throat was dry from all the panting and whimpering, your cheeks were flushed, and you could barely hold your body.

When he felt like you were close, Luis stopped and stood up. His beard was glistering with your juice, but not for long as he wiped it with his sleeve.

"Don't worry, señorita, I will take care of you," Luis said after he heard the disappointed whimper that came out of your mouth.

"Yes, Luis, we are going to take care of your needs."

Luis chuckled and unbuttoned his pants. Very soon, your eyes widened at the sight of Luis' cock. Oh, you had a feeling it was big, but actually seeing it sent a shudder through your body.

You began to wonder if you were able to take them both. Luis was big, and judging by the immense bulge, Leon was too.

When Luis saw the hint of concern on your face, he pushed Leon's hand aside to cup your face and made you look at him.

"Don't worry, mi princesa; as Sancho said, we will take care of you. Why don't you lay on your back and let us do our job?"

Oh, and they did their job very good, very, very good.

You did as told and lay down on the soft mattress. You stayed on your elbows for support and spread your legs wide. Luis went between them while Leon climbed next to you with his shaft in his hand. It was very beautiful, and it also brought you great pleasure when he pushed it down your throat. He thrust gently, and he made sure to praise you for your effort.

"You are taking me so well, darling," he said as he caressed your head "I am so proud of you".

You closed your eyes and allowed the feeling to overwhelm you.

Luis was doing an excellent job too. He pushed inside you gently, and with patience, he inserted his cock inch by inch into your needy cunt.

"So tight...so warm..." he said under his breath as he buried himself inside. After that point, he increased the pace, his eyes fixed on your bouncing breasts. He couldn't help himself and began to play with one of them, squeezing it in his palm and enjoying how squishy it was.

The two men switched a couple of times before cumming. However, that wasn't the case for you, as you managed to cum on both their cocks, bringing them on the verge of orgasm as well. When that happened, they slowed down a bit, took a deep breath, and switched.

"Goddamn, your pussy is addicting," Leon said while his forehead was pressed to yours. He almost came inside you, but he stopped.

It was harder and harder to resist you, and judging by their rosy cheeks and heavy breaths, this would be the last switch.

Leon ended up between your legs, and Luis was thrusting in your mouth. Both men became sloppy in their movements, and they moaned like never before. Luis was more vocal during the whole act, but Leon was a little quieter. He would whimper and puff, but nothing louder, but now he didn't try to suppress anything. You didn't know if it was because he wasn't able to or simply because he didn't care anymore, but one thing was certain: God, you loved hearing him be so vocal. His moans were deep and low, and they sounded very needy. It was a blessing for you anyway, and it helped you cum one more time.

All three of you came at the same time. Leon finally came inside you, and Luis shoved his cock down your throat to make sure that you'd swallow it all. Despite that, you came hard around Leon, your walls milking him with every single drop. Feeling both of them throb was an amazing feeling, and what stroke your ego was the fact that you were the reason why these men were satisfied.

After Luis pulled you out, you immediately gagged.

"My love, are you alright."

"Yes," you said between coughs.

"Way to go, pal," Leon said in a sarcastic voice as he patted your back. "Are you alright?" he asked as he looked concerned at you. God, those puppy eyes will be the death of you.

"Yes, I'm fine; don't worry. I...I kinda liked it."

Seeing that you were fine, they both lay beside you and began to caress your body. Leon was caressing and kissing your face, including the small bruise that Luis left on your skin. Luis was caressing your belly and thighs, as they must be sore.

"You did an amazing job today," Luis said as he kissed your shoulder.

"Indeed, you took both of us like a champ," Leon added with a satisfied tone.

They kept caressing you until they fell asleep. You joined them too shortly.

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[dmitriene]

— escape to love.

 ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌  ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌  ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌  ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌«all i ever wanted, all i ever needed»  ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌  ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌  ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌  ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌  ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌ ᠌᠌ ᠌«is here in my arms»

summary: Luis was often absent due to his stay in the laboratory or could not find time to go somewhere together, but at last you both were able to go out for a picnic. content: luis serra x gn reader tags: pure fluff, comfort, lot's of kisses and warm hugs, pet names. author's note: my first very short and luis include work, hope you will like it! enjoy your reading, cariño) 🍷

Luis worked tirelessly in the lab, devoting most of his time to research as a biologist, however this weekend was different, he managed to free up his schedule and was determined to make the most of it, the sun was already setting when he went with you on the long awaited adventure, his heart was pounding with anticipation, as if with childish delight.

The two of you found yourself in an idyllic clearing, surrounded by the gentle rustle of leaves and the soothing whisper of nature, scarlet cloth was spread on the ground, creating the perfect setting for a romantic picnic, Luis's warm brown eyes sparkled when he looked at you, and his lips curved into a soft smile.

You sat between his legs, pressing your back against his chest as he wrapped his strong arms around you, enveloping you in a light tart scent of perfume and something vaguely reminiscent of grapefruit, his touch was soothing, a reminder that you were here together, away from requirements of everyday life, Luis brought with him all sorts of picnic goodies — delicate finger sandwiches, fresh fruits, and a selection of cheeses that salivated and made all other thoughts fade into the background.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, coloring the sky with orange and pink shades of dull rays, Luis reached for a bottle of wine, pouring the thick red liquid into two glasses, his movements were leisurely and graceful, handing you one of the patterned glasses, he raised his own, his voice sounded warm when he murmured — «A toast to us and to this moment of escape»

You clinked your glass with his, the soft clinking of crystal on crystal filled the air, the wine was exquisite but pale in comparison to the company you shared it with, Luis's fingers touched yours as you took a sip, his touch sent a slight shiver down your spine, the air around was filled with a sense of serenity and anticipation of the unspoken words that hung between the two of you.

Luis's fingers played with a strand of your hair as he leaned in, his lips touched your ear and his voice was a warm whisper as he spoke, his words laced with a teasing tone — «You know, it's good that i managed to escape from the lab for this»

A soft laugh escaped your lips, your heart fluttered at his words as you turned to face him, the corners of your lips curved into a playful smirk — «Oh, really? And what other privileges do i grant you, Mr.Serra?»

Luis's smirk matched yours, his gaze was gentle as he purred — «Well, for starters, the privilege of stealing kisses whenever i want» and with that he leaned in, his lips meeting yours in a tender, long kiss that was filled with all the unspoken words, all the longing and love that had accumulated over time.

The kiss was followed by a warm hug, Luis held you close like he never wanted to let go, his fingers traced soothing circles on your back, the rhythm of his touch was like a lullaby that cleared any remaining traces of stress or anxiety, the world seemed to disappear leaving just the two of you and the bond you shared.

As the stars began to twinkle in the darkening canvas of the sky, Louis reached for a piece of chocolate from the assortment of treats, handing it to you with a smirk, his voice gentle as he said — «Try it, it's like a little piece of heaven»

You took the chocolate from him, savoring the rich taste that burst on your tongue, your gaze slowly met his and a mischievous light flashed in your eyes — «You know, you're a little charming, Luis Serra»

He chuckled as his fingers playfully tapped the tip of your nose — «Only a little?»

Your laughter filled the air, the sound mingled with the soft rustling of the leaves, Luis's arms wrapped around you again, holding you close as you gazed up at the stars above, the night was calm, the perfect canvas for the solace you found in each other's presence.

The silence was broken by the voice of Luis, his words sounded sincere — «I've wanted this for so long, just a moment of peace and connection with you, mi amorcito»

You turned to look at him, your eyes filled with tenderness — «That's what i wanted too, Luis, moments like this remind me why it's worth fighting for the time we spend together»

He nodded in agreement and his lips met yours again, this time the kiss was softer, promising all the moments that lie ahead for the two of you, Luis's fingers tangled in your hair, his touch at once gentle and possessive, a silent recognition that he cherishes every second spent with you.

As the night deepened, the temperature dropped a little, Luis reached for a soft blanket to cover you both, you snuggled into his arms, his warmth wrapping around you as you watched the stars continue their twinkling dance.

Luis's voice was a low murmur, his caressing Spanish nicknames rolling off his tongue into a melody that made your heart race — «Mi amor, you bring so much light into my life, i'm grateful for every moment with you»

With a contented sigh, you pressed even closer to him, the sound of his heartbeat soothing, a rhythm that matched your own, the world around you faded into the background, leaving only the two of you and your shared connection.

So, under the canvas of the starry sky, you and Luis found comfort in each other's arms, this night was filled with tender kisses, common laughter and the simple joy of being together and near.

It was a moment frozen in time, a memory that will forever remain in your shared hearts — a reminder that even in the chaos of life, there is always love and connection to be found, waiting to be embraced by a loved one.

translate: mi amorcito - my sweetheart / mi amor - my love

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(Flufftober 2023) Cooking Together

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Tags : Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Cooking Together, Baking, Flufftober 2023, Reader is genderless

(Flufftober Day 12)

Your eyes grazed relentlessly between the table set with flour. A delicate tension is drawn softly above your temple.

A gleaming spark in your eyes faded, replaced by an abyss of darkness. Your motivation fell into the pit of despair. The nightmare started swallowing your very mind.

With a gentle gesture and almost desperate movement, your hands danced to the recipe book. Scanning them in panic, revisiting the words with your eyes, hoping that you could find your mistakes.

But you found nothing. Nothing. Only an echoing emptiness envelopes you. What's wrong with me?

Struggling. You sank on the chair as the frustration started to fill your whole soul.

Your mind traveled to a charming chef you saw on TV a week ago, deftly baking a cute birthday cake.

At first, you desired to recook the same masterpiece, and you would brag about it to someone special. With your excitement, you brought the finest ingredients, imagining Luis' face when he found you baking a cake for him. A sunny cloud is unwavering above you like a pixie.

But... as you can see, your fate seemed to be teasing you badly. You failed on the first try. The cake emerged from the oven marred by scorching, its flavor mysteriously absent.

"Oh, my darling needs a helping hand?" With a mysterious melody, his voice broke the silence. But Luis' arrival makes you more pained.

He was observing how unmotivated you were. He approached you, his gaze swiftly tracing your face. Finding an unmotivated halo that surrounds you.

"What's up with your face?" he inquired.

"I'm trying to bake a cake," you admitted, your gaze drifting to the table and his eyes following your sight. "But I failed."

"Huh? Let me see."

A warm, comforting aura emanates from his thoughts. His tender fingers ventured into the recipe book. A delightful giggle escapes his lips as he reads every word in the recipe book.

"Oh, my dear," he chuckled softly. "You've chosen the wrong flour. That's why the cake looks... weird."

"Oh! So I chose the wrong flour?"

He winked and touched your nose with his index finger. "That's fine, I have a solution!"

Luis delicately selected a new bowl. A cloud of flour fell on the light blue bowl. His movement was so smooth, almost like a gentle waltz in a romantic February. The way he gracefully wielded that bowl and handled his hands to clean the baking dish suggested that he was the master of his craft.

He lovingly pats your head until your smile turns into tears. "No one is an expert at first, my dear and no one is good at everything. You may have failed, but I guess... with practice, you would be mastered in baking!"

But he, in his infinite kindness, didn't mock your skill in the culinary world; rather, he filled you with warm encouragement. His love radiated like a sunny day in the summer.

"Come closer," he whispered, bringing a gentle, cozy smile to your eyes. You stood before him, your gaze rendering on the light blue bowl. With mixed feelings, you touch the edge of the bowl, and you freeze for a few minutes.

"Let me guide you," he whispered, his smooth voice entering your earlobe as his arms enveloped your waist, guiding your fingertips to the rubber spatula. Confused waltzing in your head, but everything was gone after his chin now found rest on your shoulder.

A red hue on your cheek is starting to paint your face. In this distance, you could sense his delicate heartbeat resonating profoundly.

Instead of starting to mix the flour and eggs, you gently traced your fingers to his face, allowing your lips to meet in a tender kiss.

Luis was confused at first, but he touched your chin and embraced you with another kiss.

As he pulled away from your face, he asked, "What... what is that for?"

"Well... finding my motivation to bake... Can't you taste it?"

A joyous laugh escaped his lips. "No way! Don't tell me you're just making fun of me, aren't you?"