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Getting in the Mood for CleonWeek with a Leon Study: How Each Version of Leon Would React to Claire Asking for the D

It’s almost CleonWeek, which means it’s time to dive deep into our favorite couple—Claire and Leon! Now, while Claire’s been consistently badass throughout the years, Leon... well, Leon’s gone through quite the glow-up (and occasional glow-down). Depending on the game, movie, or platform, he’s either a fresh-faced rookie or a grizzled veteran with a questionable amount of hair gel and alcohol in his system.

So, let’s play a little game and imagine how the many different versions of Leon would react to the ultimate request:

Claire asking for the D. Ready? Here we go!

(18+ MDNI) Rookie, Vendetta, Death Island Leons below the cut.

Rookie Leon

Claire: (in a low, frustrated voice) “Leon… I need you to fuck me.”

(Leon blinks, caught completely off guard by the directness. His eyes widen, and his mouth opens as if he’s about to say something but no words come out. A flush creeps up his neck, and he runs a hand through his hair awkwardly.)

Leon: “W-Wait, what? You—uh… I mean, are you… serious?”

(His voice cracks slightly, his usual composure shattered. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, looking at Claire like he's not sure if he's supposed to laugh, panic, or melt on the spot.)

Claire: (staring at him intensely, biting her lip) “Yes. I’m serious.”

(Leon swallows hard, his heart pounding. His thoughts race, the tension between them electric and undeniable. He takes a small step toward her, still unsure if this is really happening.)

Leon: “I… I mean, if you really… Are you sure you’re okay? I just—wow. Okay.”

(He lets out a nervous laugh, his voice trailing off, but there’s a heat in his eyes now as he looks at her, his uncertainty melting into something much bolder.)

Leon: “Because if this is what you want… I’m not gonna say no.”

(His hands move to her waist, hesitantly at first, before pulling her close, the tension between them snapping like a thread pulled too tight.)

Vendetta Leon

Claire: (Her voice low and breathless, eyes dark with desire.) “Leon… I need you to fuck me.”

(Leon pauses mid-movement, his sharp blue eyes locking onto hers. There’s a flicker of surprise, but it’s quickly replaced by something darker, more primal. He straightens up, rolling his shoulders slightly, that familiar cocky smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.)

Leon: (voice low and gravelly) “You sure about that, Claire?”

(He steps closer, his presence intense, radiating heat and confidence. His hand brushes along her arm, almost teasingly slow, as he leans in, his lips inches from hers. He watches her, his gaze hard and penetrating, waiting for her to give in completely.)

Claire: (She holds his gaze, unflinching, her voice almost a growl.) “Yeah, I’m sure.”

(Leon’s smirk deepens. He grabs her waist with a sudden roughness, pulling her against him. His breath is hot against her ear as he speaks.)

Leon: “Good… because I don’t do anything halfway.”

(Without another word, he kisses her, hard and hungry, all hesitation gone as he pushes her back against the wall. His hands roam her body with purpose, his grip firm, and his movements decisive—like a man who knows exactly what he wants and how to get it.)

Death Island Leon

Claire: (Her voice low, a mix of frustration and longing.) “Leon… I need you to fuck me.”

(Leon freezes, his usual stoic expression faltering for a second. He stares at her, processing the words, clearly caught off guard. His eyes narrow slightly as if trying to gauge if she really means it, the weight of everything between them hanging heavy in the air.)

Leon: (in a quiet, serious tone) “Claire… are you sure?”

(There’s no smirk, no cockiness—just raw intensity in his eyes as he steps closer. He’s cautious, almost hesitant, like he’s fighting the tension in his own body. His hand hovers near her waist, not quite touching her, waiting for her to confirm what they both know is about to happen.)

Claire: (She steps closer, her eyes locked on his, unwavering.) “Yes. I’m sure.”

(Leon lets out a slow breath, his face softening, though his jaw tightens with the restraint he’s trying to maintain. He moves in, his hand sliding to her hip, firm but careful, as if he's trying not to lose control too fast.)

Leon: (his voice low and husky now, eyes searching hers) “Alright… but this isn’t just some moment we’ll forget about. You know that, right?”

(He pulls her closer, his grip tightening, and the intensity between them spikes as his lips brush against hers. He holds back for just a second longer, searching her face for any doubt, before finally giving in, his kiss deep, desperate, and laced with all the emotion he’s been holding back.)

Leon: (murmuring against her lips) “I’ve wanted this for a long time, Claire…”

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Heads up Cleon Week is in the works for next month! More information coming soon ❤️

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Super excited to officially announce the prompts for Cleon Week 2024!! It will be September 24th through the 30th, and we can't wait to see what great stuff everyone comes up with this year!!

Please tag all works #cleonweek2024

*graphics made by the lovely @tyanis/@walleyedfoca

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Cleon Week starts today (or tomorrow)! Hope to see lots of art, fics, edits and everything else you guys come up with!

Reminder of the prompts and rules

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Y’all, I’ve never had this many backlogs in my life! I’m all set for CleonWeek next week with 5 fics already written, and I’ve crafted 12 more for Kinktober. I’m literally sitting on a mountain of words, and I have no idea how I’m not tripping over myself and letting them fly everywhere! Honestly, as an impatient person, this is pure agony.