#leon with his big ass and hips and small waist

[m4rkiza]

leon ass tribute... 

[lipglossanon]

Nothing But Trouble

Stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader <one shot>

word count: 1995

requested by the wonderful @ao3-rex1223 💜🥺

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, stepcest (kinda lol), daddy kink, dirty talk, kissing, fingering, spanking, rough sex, multiple orgasms, squirting, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink

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The first time’s an accident. Your mom tells you she’ll be gone on a work trip for a few days. Plenty of time to invite Leon over for a mini sleepover. So it’s a surprise when you and Leon are getting hot and heavy on the couch to see headlights splash bright light through the windows, making you pull away from him. 

“Oh my god, she’s home,” you panic, standing up from the couch and tugging Leon’s hand. “We need to hide out in my room.”

He grins, a wicked curve of his lips, “You don’t want her to see us, sweetheart?”

You roll your eyes and lead him upstairs as you hear the garage door roll open, “Yeah, not with your hand down my pants.”

He pushes against your back to quicken your pace. Once inside, he shuts the door before turning to you. He manhandles you until you’re bent over the bed, roughly tugging your jeans and panties down. 

Groaning, he swipes his fingers across your slit, “So wet for me, baby. Like that daddy’s playing with this cute pussy?”

“Yes,” you whimper, burying your face into the sheets, “want you so bad.”

“Poor thing,” he mockingly coos down at you before landing a loud slap across your ass, “shouldn’t have been a little brat then, huh?”

“Daddy,” you hiccup as he spanks your ass again, “‘m sorry.”

“Shhh, unless you want your mom coming in here to see her little girl being split open on my cock,” he laughs. “I won’t mind it—show her what a tight, slutty pussy looks like.”

Slick leaks from your hole and glistens off your thighs as Leon spanks you over and over until the skin is hot. Without any warning, you feel him notch the fat head of his cock against your cunt and bottom out in one stroke. His palm covers your mouth right as you scream, body thrashing underneath his heavy weight. 

“Hush, sweetheart,” his amused voice murmurs in your ear, “I’m just giving you what you want. Don’t you want daddy’s big cock stuffing you full?”

Your eyes roll back as he grinds even deeper into your pussy, the tip of his dick kissing your cervix in a way that makes your cunt gush, pleasure-pain skating up your spine. His hand moves from your mouth to press against the back of your head while the other slips under your body, pulling the hood of your clit back so the sensitive nub can grind against the duvet. 

A stuttering moan leaves your lips, the squelching from his dick pistoning into your cunt sounding loud and salacious in your small room. His rough thrusts grind your clit against your bedspread, sending molten heat to pool in your belly. Leon’s hand grips your head and pulls you up until your body bows. 

“This pussy’s just made for my fat cock, isn’t it, baby?” He grunts, “God, your mom could walk in at any time and see me pounding your hot, wet cunt.”

His dick brushes against your g-spot, making you squeal and clamp down on him.

“Daddy,” you pant, “I’m so close, I wanna cum, please let me cum.”

“Such a good little slut,” he praises, “what if I said no?”

Tears clump your lashes together, “Oh, please. I’ll be so good, daddy, please, wanna cum on your cock. Need you to cum in my pussy.”

He chuckles and stills inside your throbbing walls, sending you into a tailspin of need. Your hips writhe back, trying to hump down on his cock, but he stills you with an iron grip on your waist. 

“Now, that’s two different things, baby girl,” he whispers into your ear, “you want to cream my cock,” he slips a hand down to your spread open cunt to teasingly rub your swollen clit, “but then, say you need me to cum inside your fat, drippy pussy? Which is it?”

“Fuck, please,” you mewl, brain hazy with pleasure, “please, daddy.”

“Aww, since you’re asking so nicely, I’ll let you have both,” he croons against your hair, “cream my cock and I’ll breed this sweet hole til my cum’s dripping out.”

Shuddering, your hips buck forward into his fingers before pressing back, his cock slipping in and out of your cunt. A few more tight circles against your pudgy clit and your orgasm overtakes your senses. Your pussy walls clamp and pulse against his cock as Leon fucks you harder and harder. He bites down on your shoulder, burying his cock deep inside your hole, cum spurting from his tip as his balls empty into your pussy. 

“Good girl,” he pats your hip, sinking more of his weight onto your back until you’re both prone on the bed.

His weight feels nice, lulling you into a sleepy daze as he pets your sides and brushes your hair away from your face. He hisses when his cock softens enough to slip from your messy cunt, slick and cum dripping onto the bed. He cuddles you into his broad chest until a sharp rap at your door startles you both. 

“Honey, you awake?”

You freeze, looking at Leon who only laughs to himself. He gets up off your bed and steps into your closet, shooting you a wink as he shuts the door. You bundle your blanket up around your shoulders and clear your throat. 

“Y-yeah, come in,” you answer her, hoping it doesn’t smell too much like sex. 

Opening the door, she walks into your room with a little smile, “I know I wasn’t due back for a few more days, but they canceled the guest speaker at the last minute.”

“Oh,” you cringe internally, knowing your voice’s a little higher than usual. “Are they going to reschedule?”

She hums, eyes scanning your room before coming back to you, “Yes, it’s early next week, so I’ll be leaving again soon.”

You nod, “Okay then.”

“Well,” she tilts her head slightly, “guess I’ll let you get back to resting.”

She pauses for a second, a little frown pinching her brows before she laughs to herself, “Say hi to that boyfriend of yours.”

“What?” You call out, acid swirling in your stomach. 

She waves you off and shuts your door, footsteps disappearing down the hall. You raise up and look over your bed to see Leon’s jacket bundled up at the foot of your bed. 

“It’s new. She won’t recognize it,” his smooth voice cuts into your thoughts as he steps out. 

“Oh my god,” you flop back onto your bed, “my heart’s beating so fast.”

You let out a little laugh while Leon sits on the edge of your bed. 

“Up for a little more?” The corner of his lips quirks up into a half smile as he trails his fingers up to your thigh. 

From then on, you sneak Leon into the house at every opportunity. Your mom gives you sly little glances when she catches a man’s jacket strewn over the back of the couch or sees a pair of shoes kicked off by the door. Somehow, you’re always able to keep her finding out that it’s Leon who’s your new beau. 

Even though he tries his damndest to get you caught every. single. time. 

“C’mon, baby, let me hear you,” he goads, fingers buried knuckle deep in your cunt as you sit next to him on the couch, “your mom’s due back any time.”

He pulls out his fingers and adds a third to your hole before pressing them back inside, tips rubbing against the spongy spot at the front of your pussy. Leon bites your neck, sucking the skin as his thumb slowly rubs across your swollen clit. 

“Oh fuck, Leon,” you slur, head tipping back against the couch, making it easier for him to suck and bite at the column of your neck. 

“You’re so fucking wet,” he nips the shell of your ear, “this hungry little cunt’s just sucking my fingers in, can’t wait to feel her around my cock.”

“Daddy,” you gasp wantonly, hips rolling down into his hand, “want that, want your cock.”

“Oh, I know,” he simpers, kissing your cheek, “my poor baby and her sweet pussy need daddy to breed her all night long.”

Goosebumps prickle along your skin as your thighs fall open even wider, “God, yes, please, want you to cum in me so bad.”

He growls and fingerfucks your cunt even harder, slick splashing against his palm as it slaps against your mound. The trill of your phone doesn’t even slow him down as you shakily bring it up to see who’s calling. 

“It’s my mom,” you whimper and he only smirks, fingers still pumping into your chubby cunt, “Leon.”

“Answer it, slut,” he slows his rough pace but keeps his fingers rubbing against your g-spot as you shakily answer the call. 

“H-hi mom,” you swallow down the moans wanting to escape, “y-yeah my boyfriend’s here.”

Leon laughs into your neck and picks back up the hard and fast pace from earlier, pussy loudly squelching and making you squirm. 

“Huh? No, no, we’re just making s-some food,” you shut your eyes, hoping and praying the orgasm you feel building in your core holds off just a little longer. 

“Oh? You’re on your way home? Oh no, he’ll be gone by then,” you bite your lip, eyes fluttering shut as Leon’s thumb circles your clit just right, ratcheting your arousal higher and higher with every press. 

“Okay, yeah, u-uh yeah, you t-too, mmhmm,” your mind is blurring, “talk to you later.”

The hand holding the phone drops down onto the couch as Leon brings you to the edge and pushes you over. Slick gushes from your cunt, squirting out all over the couch, Leon’s arm, and onto the floor. 

“Oh fuck, fuck, daddy, ‘m cumming,” you wail, back arching as his fingers keep thrusting in and out of your hole, “fuck!”

You squirt again as his fingers keep rubbing and pressing against the spongy spot in your cunt that has your walls fluttering like crazy. After making you cum again, he finally eases his fingers from your swollen cunt, lightly petting your clit with wet fingers until you whimper. 

“Fuck me,” you spread your pussy open, folds wet and hole clenching around nothing, “breed me right here, right now, daddy.”

“Fuck,” he growls out, undoing his belt and jeans, quickly shoving them down his thighs to pull his cock free. 

You moan as soon as you see his sticky uncut tip, “Please, Leon, want it.”

There’s no finesse as he shoves his cock inside your overly sensitive pussy, not worried about your pleasure at all at this moment. 

“What a fucking slut,” he laughs meanly, pinching your clit, “you’re gonna get us caught cause I’m not stopping—told you that I’m gonna breed you all night.”

“Don’t care,” you gasp, pussy rippling around his cock, “just fill me up, feels so good.”

“Goddamn,” he bares his teeth at you, “fuck, you’re so perfect. Got the best fucking pussy.”

Half a dozen thrusts later and he’s spilling hot and thick inside your cunt, sticky ropes of cum painting your pussy walls white. 

“Oh god,” you whimper, cunt clenching rhythmically around Leon’s softening cock. 

“We’re not finished,” the words rumble from his chest. 

With a squeal, Leon pulls you up, making you wrap your legs around his waist as he carries you upstairs into your room. Shutting your door, he shoves you up against it, licking into your mouth messily, spit dripping from your lips as he kisses you heatedly. 

A half hour later, when your mom comes home, she can hear the rhythmic thudding of you getting your pussy railed against your door by, unbeknownst to her, the man who used to be your step dad. She only laughs in embarrassment, planning on talking to you about maybe taking your extracurricular activities to your boyfriend’s place to avoid any awkward talks like this in the future.

[yourgentlegirlfriend]

Vendetta! Leon x a younger reader who dresses up for him? Like just hard porn of reader in a little maid dress for him… and him fucking her so hard while she’s in it.. idk.. man Leon just deserves a pretty partner who dresses up let’s him fuck her whenever or however he pleases…. His little baby… his stress toy.. his whore.. omfg 🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣

EVERYONE SHUT UP RN I NEED. First request post of the night hehe. It’s NOT proof read so any mistakes just pretend they’re not there ok babies

DISCLAIMER: This blog is strictly 18+! Please do not interact if you are underaged or don’t have age indicators anywhere in your blog! tysm

It’s very short but it’s just a little blurb!! hope you guys don’t mind that ofc i have tons of stuff in my inbox rn </3

afab reader x older! vendetta Leon

Vacation. Leon simply just wanted some time off. He felt so bad that everytime he came home you were so excited to see him, rambling on to him about how you made him dinner, and you folded all his clothes for him. His heart aching as he put his hand up as a signal for you to stop talking as he popped the pain medication in his mouth, washing it down with the lemonade you had made him. His eyebrows frowned as he looked up, noticing how clean the house was, how you even put his jacket up for him as soon as he got home. He felt so guilty, knowing that even on top of doing college, you did all of this for him every single day.

His hand grabbed at the railing of the stairs as he walked up the steps, noticing the light from door shut off. Fuck, you were going to bed. Right when he reached for the door, it swung open.

Knowing Leon had been so stressed, you’ve been doing everything to make him feel better and nothing was working. His tension built up more everyday, even his kisses were rougher. You scrolled online for hours before finally finding it. The perfect little maid outfit you knew would push Leon so blissfully over the edge. Leon’s eyes scanned every inch of your body. The way it was skimpy but not overly skimpy, your thick thighs pressing against each other, the pretty apron resting so beautifully on your waist.

“For me?”

Leon’s words came out so seductively and it shot straight to your core, your shy side drowning you as you nodded your head up to him, your fingers playing with the lace of the outfit. Leon’s head shook as his hands reached out, smoothing over the softness of your chest.

“So pretty.”

He mumbled as he pushed you into the room, almost stumbling but he caught you so fast by the hips. His touch was rough, only to your skin though. He wanted to ruin you, all his anger was now surfacing but to his cock, himself sighing as he licked his lips as he pushed you face down into the bed. Your back arched up into him, your ass pressing so perfectly against his strained cock suffocating in his jeans. You knew him so well, your body pushing back into him, your skirt lifting revealing the plain white panties under, a small wet patch forming on the outside. Leon loved the simple things. His hand stopped your grinding, a yelp leaving your lips as he tore at the panties. He tossed them somewhere but didn’t care knowing he would buy you brand new ones later.

“Wanted you to take your time and enjoy..”

Your pretty glossed lips pouted back at him as he picked you up, throwing you further into the bed. His eyes rolled as his hand reached down, lifting your hips in the air. The sound of his belt unbuckling made your fingers grab at the sheets in excitement, but before you could even look back at him again his cock was so deep in you, your walls struggling to shape around him. A broken cry left your lips as you tried to pull your hips away from him but he grabbed at your waist, pulling you up so your back was flush against his still clothed chest. Your head shook as he began to push in and out of you. No matter how many times Leon fucks you, his cock will always just be to big.

“Leon please- ‘s to much”

You whimpered out as your smaller hands scratched at his arm. He was so big compared to you, it was scary how easily he could overpower you. Leon smirked against the shell of your ear as his hands ran over the lacey material of the dress.

“Cmon’ be a good little girl, let me use my pussy.”

Leon whispered in your ear before his palms pushed you down back onto your stomach, his hands holding at your hips as he drilled into you. The room filled with the sounds of his low growls and groans, and the smacking of his pelvis hitting your ass. His body leaned over yours, kissing the back of your neck as his thrusts went from fast and harsh to slow, and overly deep. With every stroke small whimpers left your lips as he kissed at your shoulders.

“That’s my fucking girl.. Always here for me huh? With this tight little- mm fuck.. so fucking good for me.”

Your whines and moans stopped, making a laugh leave Leon’s throat as his hips stuttered. He reached down pulling your hair away from your face to watch as you chewed at your puffy lower lip, your body already riding through its second orgasm. His grip got tighter on your hips as he plunged himself further into you, a whimpered moan leaving his lips as strings of his cum shot into you, your face twisting in blissful discomfort. Leon sat on his knees, his hand running over the back of your thighs smirking as he watched his cum make its way out of you, his fingers shoving it back into you before he carefully flipped you on your back.

A sigh of content left his lips as he laid his head against your chest, your fingers plunging into his hair as he took in your scent, listening to your heart beat.

“Wanna talk about it?”

You whispered down to him as he shook his head in response.

“Maybe tomorrow angel, let me relax.”

He mumbled, kissing your skin as his eyes closed.

[kittycatkennedy]

BACKSEAT

CONTENT/WARNINGS: smut 18+, fem!reader, exhibitionism (I suppose (it's in a car)), ← car sex, thigh riding, pet names, leon being teasy, imagine whichever version of Leon u want but I wrote with ID in mind

Leon thinks he’s subtle. He’s really not. Beneath the guise of a drive-in movie, where a Valentine’s Day-themed slasher plays on the big screen, ten minutes ago he’d reached over the center console to place his hand on your bare knee. Inconspicuous. Seven minutes ago, his hand slid up towards your thigh, thumb stroking your skin.

And, one minute ago, he’d slid it further north beneath the hem of your shorts to trace the band of your underwear. You entertain it, only because he’s surely not going to try to do anything where anyone who looks for more than a second can tell what you’re doing.

“What are you doing?” you ask once his finger dips beneath the band of your underwear.

He turns away from the movie and shrugs. “What does it look like?”

“Like you’re trying to get us charged with public indecency.”

“Uh-huh. That’s my goal, obviously.”

You scoff and he leans over to kiss you, handsome features lit red by an unfortunate pickaxe stuck through someone’s face onscreen. Undeterred, he withdraws his hand and opts to push it down the waistband of your bottoms instead, thumb finding your clit over the thin fabric of your underwear.

“This gets you going?” you ask, incredulous, and jab a finger towards the murder scene playing out on the big screen once he’s kissed you breathless.

He gives you an unamused look as though the answer is clear-as-day obvious. It’s getting harder and harder to pretend you’re unaffected, unbothered by this.

“You get me going. And I think the feeling is mutual,” he turns in his seat to place his other hand on the small of your back. “Pretty sure you wore these shorts just for me. Not suitable for February weather. They’re really short, baby, you must be cold, aren’t you?”

Caught. God, he knows you too well. Not that you were hoping on getting some action in the car; you’d thought he’d be able to keep his dick in his pants until you got home. Decidedly wrong. But now that it’s started, it’s not gonna stop, so he pulls his naughty hand out of your shorts and ushers you into the backseat with a swat to your ass.

Once you’re situated in the middle seat, he drags you into his lap and takes your cheeks in his hands to kiss you long and hard. Almost as if on instinct, your hips grind against his thigh, and he breaks it to look at you.

He pulls away from the kiss, clearly, what you’d done hadn’t gone unnoticed. “You’re desperate tonight, aren’t you? That’s fine. C’mon, then.”

He slaps your ass again and takes you by the waist, encouraging the drag of your clothed cunt against his thigh. And it feels good. Better than you’d expected, which is why your brows furrow and your lips part in protest, because you shouldn’t be doing this in public.

“Leon,” you huff, words smothered and dying as his lips press against yours again.

Not a whine of protest, no, one that says more more more, please, and he’s got you right where he wants you. Trapped in his web. Impossibly warm against you, forehead pressed against yours, so this is what he’s been after all night. All the lingering touches too high, a ghost of breath against your ear.

Thank god for his dark window tint, because just one glance from a passerby in the wrong direction would land you both in boiling water. Never mind that. He squeezes your waist tight, pulling you back and forth against the denim of his jeans.

“This is what you wanted, huh? Dressing in these shorts?” he grunts.

“Yeah,” is your breathless response, choked on air.

“Yeah? Aw,” he coos, mocking. “I never knew you were so naughty.”

If he’s trying to get you wetter than you already are, it’s working. The seat of your underwear is soaked through, uncomfortable and sticking to your skin. He doesn’t care. Still doesn’t when you grind your hips down hard, and still doesn’t when there’s a noticeable wet patch formed on his jeans. He’s far too engrossed in you, watching your eyes screw shut and your chest heave with every breath you take.

Too much, not enough. He sets your pace. So much that it leaves your head dropped against his shoulder and renders you dizzy, not enough to make you cum. Until it is enough, and your orgasm overtakes you and has you gasping atop his lap. He strokes down your waist, to your hips, and clears his throat and watches lovestruck as your thighs shake.

Once you’ve regained a semblance of decency, righted your clothes from where they were pushed up and aside and away, and he swims back into your hazy vision, you’re able to slide off his lap and into the seat beside him. Only then do you notice the wet patch on the crotch of his jeans, a mark you know isn’t from you.

You’re just about to speak, to call him out, when he beats you to it.

“You really shouldn’t wear such… small clothes during the winter,” he says matter-of-factly. “I’d hate for you to catch a cold.”

“Good thing I have you to keep me warm, then.”

He laughs nervously, hands shifting to cover the damp patch on his jeans. “Good thing.”

[linaxk]

leon kennedy

og and remake re4 leon- (nsfw ofc)

idrk what this exactly is, just a dump of headcanons and imagines? just enjoy.

- before you his sex drive definitely wasn’t as high, this man loves you so much that he seeks it out with every small opportunity. you’re half naked after a shower? bricked up. you’re undressing for a shower? hard. you bend down and he gets the view from the front or the back and he’ll come up behind you or in front of you and watch as you get back up with a small smirk. you’re lying on the bed or the couch and you’re in that position where you lay on your stomach and one of your legs is at an angle, your ass poking out and curving so deliciously. he’ll sit down next to you and caress your skin, every curve and crevice.

- when he’s needy he’ll get close to you, his eyes half lidded and pressing himself into you, turning himself on more each second when he hears the words that come out of his mouth, blabbering about how good you smell and how much he needs you, asking you very nicely to just please fuck him. his hands find themselves around your waist and he’ll start almost dry humping you, trying desperately to feel a little relief. he is always so vocal, grunts and groans, shaky breaths and even whines or whimpers escaping his pretty lips as he shuts his eyes and can’t help his mouth hanging open. you try so hard to hold back and not give in to tease him for just a little longer, until he gets so loud that you can’t take it anymore, getting on top of him and telling him to work, telling him to get rid of the layers and watching as he desperately tries to remove your clothes, being careful with your pretty panties and throwing everything away, not even being bothered about his own clothes, he’ll simply undo his pants and pull himself out of his boxers, looking up at you expectantly and letting out a groan when you smirk at him, and connect your lips, making him wait for even longer. but then when you finally grind your bare pussy on his cock he’ll let out a strained groan, throwing his head back, his hands loosely on your thighs, right where your hips bend. you get to watch as his muscles tense under you, and you run your hands over his whole torso and big strong arms, your hand lingering around his throat for a moment. you can’t tear your eyes from him as he tries to keep his own open and watch the way your body moves on top of him, mumbling curse words and praises.

- when he gets needy in public, his voice changing and his breath getting quicker and that look that everyone would immediately notice, you’d tell him to wait, there’s people around. he’d purposely pull you a little further away but still in sight, kissing your neck and his hands travelling lower and lower, “need you, baby. right now..” he says in a husky voice that you just cannot resist. you’ll keep an eye out for anyone watching and look back at him, “leon.. there’s people..” you’d whisper and bite your lip, trying to hold back your own noises of pleasure. “i don’t care.. need your hands on me, please.. and when we get home i’ll fuck you real good, alright?” that’s an offer you can’t refuse, your hand found itself in his pants, palming over his erection through his boxers. sliding under the waistband of the boxers when you hear him getting louder. he’ll let out a loud grunt, and your heart races, if you’re lucky nobody heard it. your movements get faster in attempt to get him to finish faster, but he only gets louder and makes you more paranoid. “mmh, i’m sorry, you know i can’t resist.. i’m trying..” he’ll say when he notices your nervous expression, taking your free hand and bringing it to his mouth, your thumb grazes over his lip before you shove two fingers in his mouth, it feels so good, feeling his tongue swirl around them, now you understood why he loved doing it to you. when he’s about to cum you remove your fingers and warn him to be quiet and listen to his frantic breathing, so tense and biting his lips to try and stifle his sounds. when you brush yourself off and go back to whatever you were doing, he’ll hold your hand the entire time, following you and whispering in your ear about how much he loves you and how good he’ll fill you up when you get home.

- when you’re needy, you’ll sit on his lap, playing with his hair and nuzzling your head into his neck and chest. your hands around him and pressing your fingers and nails into his back, starting to move on top of him. your pussy pulsing and your panties more soaked by the second. he’ll look up from whatever he was doing and watch you for a moment with a lazy smirk on his lips. his hands always on your thighs. “what do you want, baby?” “tell me and i’ll give it to you, pretty.” when you manage to string together a few words he makes you say it again and louder this time, licking his lips when you obey and pout at him slightly, your fingers curling and your hips moving harder into him. “mhh, you want my cock, pretty baby?” “that bad huh?” “do i turn you on so much, [nickname]?” his teasing words only fuelling you more, whining and tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. “mhh, why don’t you take it yourself?” he’ll say after making you beg him to give you his cock. he’ll chuckle and laugh as you desperately try to undo his pants and don’t waste even a second as you lower yourself on him, crying out when you feel the way he stretches you out so good. he’ll take a shaky breath, trying to keep his composure, more praises and playful teases leaving his mouth, but you notice the way his voice deepens slightly. you’ll sped up your movements, not being able to say anything but throw your head back in pleasure, but he needs you to look at him and takes your face in his hand, forcing you to look at him as you bounce on top of him. he’ll play with your lips, his thumb caressing them and holding them open. “such a pretty mouth..” he will not shut up the entire time, saying how much he loves you, how he loves the way the soft flesh of your thighs and tummy press into him. how much he loves watching your boobs bounce and how tight you are, how he loves your messy hair and half lidded, cock drunk eyes. he encourages you when he notices you’re close to your orgasm, his hands on his waist and moving you up and down harder and faster. he starts getting louder when you clench down on his length and you take the opportunity to do something that always makes him lose control, inevitably making him cum inside you. you lift yourself, only his sensitive head inside you, when your cunt clenches around only his sensitive tip, he lets out a moan, gritting his teeth and his fingers digging deep into your hips and thighs. he’ll forget how much he teased you and buck his hips up into you, saying how sweet your tight pussy is and how crazy you make him as you ride off your own high. now he’s all in and he’ll pick you up, throw you on your bed and give it his all, making you lose track of how many times you cum and making a complete mess on the cute soft sheets.

- he loves giving you head, does it more often for his own pleasure than yours. he’ll come home with a little nerves and immediately look for you, his headache easing a little when he smells your sweet intoxicating perfume, but not saying any more than a “hi, baby.” and a quick kiss and he’ll get on his knees, not caring about your gasps of surprise and pull down your tiny lounge shorts, letting out a moan when he sees that you’re not wearing any underwear, pulling you closer to his face by your thighs and immediately diving into your sweet pussy, eating you out like he has been starving all day. one hand propping up your thigh and his other caressing you and finally landing on your clit, slow circles as his tongue thrusts in and out of your desperate pussy. not when you’re finished, but when he is, he’ll get up, kiss your forehead and go get changed and pick out something for you two to do.

- he also loves getting head. he never really enjoyed it, until you changed his whole world one day, on a mission when he got an inconvenient boner, you offered him a blowjob since you were the one getting him in that situation. you managed to make him crazy for your mouth. you’re so skilled at it and you make him feel so good that he started to get cocky and really confident, slapping his cock on your face and pressing the tip on your lips, praising your pretty lips and your fucked out eyes. “mmh, such a pretty mouth and it’s all mine. ruined for anyone else..” he’ll put his hand on each side of your face and thrust into your mouth, you hollow out your cheeks to make him feel even better and grip his thighs, tears staining your cheeks. “so so goood.. gonna make me cum and you haven’t even started..” when he finally does, he pulls out of your mouth, and he finishes himself off, but you call out his name and beg him, opening your mouth, “aww, want me to finish in your mouth baby?” he chuckles. you nod and open up, feeling him twitch and watching his face, his mouth hanging open and grunts escaping his throat. “swallow like the good girl you are, yeah?” he’ll say in a husky, low voice, before his warm cum coats your tongue and the roof of your mouth. thrusting into your mouth at a slow pace until the pleasure wears off, tucking himself away and picking you up, laying you down and littering your body with kisses.

[germvity]

leon kennedy x reader // drunk puppy

chris drags leon through to your apartment after a night of drinking, and being the mess he is, leon wants your attention.

reader gender: female

genre: fluff with smut

tags: heavy drinking, reader helping leon get sober, clingy behaviour, chris is done with leons shit 😭

warnings: drinking/alcohol, the nickname puppy used for leon, smut, leon being horni and going to horni jail, swearing, thigh riding (giving), femdom, leon giving me hard switch energy 😭✋, calling someone mommy/mommy kink

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three loud bangs interrupt your alone time and you jump, almost dropping your phone on the hardwood floor. "y/n!" a loud, familiar voice calls, and it sounds pissed. you swing the door open to see chris holding leon by the scruff of his jacket, and your boyfriend's cheeks are flushed red as he beams at you. "take him. i'm done with his constant whining about wanting to see you." chris deadpans, shoving your pretty blonde boy into your arms. "y/n..!" leon slurs, nuzzling up into your neck. "oh, chris!" you call before he walks off. "what?" the man stops suddenly and looks at you over his shoulder. "thanks for taking care of him." you smile at your friend, and he sighs grumpily. "sure, just get him sober and take care of him." chris replies, a soft smile on his face.

the apartment door closes behind you as you guide leon to the couch, but the blonde isn't making it easy. "y/n, i missed you sooooo much." he mumbles into your skin, arms tight around your waist as he takes in your scent. "you've only been gone for a few hours, lovely." you remind him, and he pouts at you as you push him on the couch. "don't call me thaaat!" leon cries, and you roll your eyes. "oh? what do you want me to call you then?" you fold your arms as you watch his curious face. it's as if you could see his brain ticking as he thinks. "the other one." he finally replies, big blue eyes looking back up at you. "baby?" you try, and he sticks his bottom lip out at you. "noooo.. the other other one!" your boyfriend whines, his drunken state slumping back on the couch. "how about... darling?"

"no... the nice one." leon huffs, his boot scraping at the hardwood like an upset child being made to sit in timeout. you hum in thought, sauntering to the kitchen to get him a glass of water. "where are you going?" he calls after you, about to get up until you respond. "getting you a drink to sober you up, puppy." you call back. "that's it!" your boyfriend yells and you almost drop the glass. "baby, what's-?" you get cut off by your boyfriend's voice. "that's the one! you said it!" he beams up at you. "puppy?" you test, and leon nods happily. "you like being called puppy?" you tease, pressing the glass into his hands. "yeah." the blonde sips the drink and cringes at the bland taste. "ahh.." he whimpers quietly, holding the glass away like a fussy child. "you need to keep drinking it to feel better, puppy." you say softly, sitting beside him on the couch. leon lets out a big huff, but drinks the water anyway. you smile when he finishes it, placing the empty glass on the floor and kicking his boots off.

"hmmm, y/n?" leon mumbles, and you hum as you look over at him. "can we cuddle, pleeeease??" he draws out, giving you his best puppy eyes. "c'mere then." you smile, offering him your arm so he could lay on your chest. leon clambers over you and flops down on top of you, gripping your shirt with his fingers. "mmmm.. thank you." he whispers, and you wrap your arms tightly around him. "no problem, puppy." you smile, kissing his head softly. "fuck... i love it when you call me that." leon admits again, voice barely above a whisper as he nuzzles into your chest. you comb your fingers through his soft hair, scratching at his scalp affectionately as you chuckle softly. "yeah? you like being my puppy?" you smile at his reaction, the way he seizes up and shudders at your words. "yeah." leon replies, hiding his blush in your chest. "speak up, puppy." you tease, moving your hand from his scalp to his face so he could look at you. "hnn." his eyes flicker away but the light tap of your finger on his cheek brings him back to you. "c'mon, tell me what you like." you continue. "i... like when you call me that." leon's cheeks are so red you can't help but giggle. "call you what? i call you many things." your thumb rubs his bottom lip gently. "i.. i like being your... i.." he stammers, eyes looking anywhere but you. "haha. alright, puppy. relax, i'm only teasing." you smile, giving him a gentle kiss.

"fuck, y/n you don't know what that does to me..." leon whimpers, hazy, drunk eyes fluttering closed. "my puppy.." you smile, gently rubbing his cheek as his eyebrows furrow. "stop..." the blonde's voice cracks slightly and you grin. "what's wrong, puppy?" you whisper to him. "y/n..." his breath is shuddery as he tightens his grip on your shirt. "puuuppyyy." you drawl out, your other hand cups his other cheek as you now hold his face with both hands. leon whimpers, hips catching on your thigh as he lets out a soft sigh. "damn, i knew this would get a rise out of you but wow. you really do like this, don't you? puppy?" you tease, and his blue eyes find yours. "fuck..." he whimpers, moving to nuzzle into your neck. "aww, puppy. you getting all worked up?" you continue, running your hand down his spine affectionately. "y/n..." he whispers, giving your thigh another hump, yet this time more shyly. "go on, puppy. you can do it." you straighten your leg for him, letting him find a steady pace against your leg. leon lets out a soft moan that vibrates against your neck, and you give his jaw a soft kiss to encourage him to keep going.

leon gasps against your neck, whimpering into your skin as his clothed dick grinds against your thigh. "aww, puppy. is that good?" you kiss his pulse softly, and leon's breath audibly hitches in his throat. "oh, my pretty puppy looks so puppy like this." you whisper into his ear, enjoying how he reacted. "c-can i please cum??" leon moans, pulling on your shirt so he could nuzzle closer. "so soon?" you tease, pretending to think. "please mommy, i've been good." he begs, hips speeding up a little. "fine, but only because you've asked so politely." you laugh, giving his ear a soft kiss as he keens with a mantra of thank you's. "come on, puppy, cum on mommy's leg." you grin, loving leon's moans and whimpers as his hips stutter then stop with a loud whine.

gently rubbing his back, you spoil leon with praise, and he absorbed all your words happily. "c'mon puppy, let's get you clean and get you to bed." you smile, sitting up with the blonde in your lap. "but-" he tries to start, but you cut him off with a playful "ah ah ah." which affectively hushes him. "come on, shower time." you smile, helping your boyfriend stand. before he went into police training you could of carried his scrawny ass to the shower, but now he's been working out and eating more healthy you couldn't scoop him up as easily which this leon, the needy sub kind, hated.

leon pouts, trying to get you to hold him but your much weaker arms couldn't manage. "puppy, c'mon. use your legs for mommy." you roll your eyes as he huffs stubbornly, nuzzling into your neck. "don't wanna." he pouts into your skin. "leon." you warn, and he whines softly at the tone. "i don't wanna..!" he cries and you roll your eyes. "fine, but if i drop you it's your own fault." you give in, knowing he's too stubborn to do anything in this still drunk and needy mindset.

your boyfriend gives a drunken giggle, wrapping his arms around your neck as you pull his legs around your waist. "you're not my little baby anymore, you're actually quite heavy." you remind him, but leon ignores you, happily kissing your neck up as you slowly carry him to the bathroom. "fuck puppy, c'mon let go." you wheeze as you manage to haul his ass onto the counter. leon pouts as he lets go of your neck, watching you leave to get some towels and clean clothes before turning the shower on for him. "c'mon, leon. this should sober you up." you smile, gesturing for him to come to you.

leon jumps off the counter and stumbles into you arms. "hi." your boyfriend giggles, kissing you softly. "do i have to undress you too?" you ask, joking, but he nods. "damn it.. you're lucky i love you, puppy." you sigh, tugging his jacket off and grabbing the hem of his shirt as he raises his arms for you to strip him off his shirt. "thank youuu..~" leon purrs, giving you a soft kiss as you help him out his pants and cum stained boxers. you go to leave to give your lover privacy, but he snatches your wrist with his damn puppy eyes. "stay? i don't wanna be alone." leon's bottom lip sticks out at you and you sigh. "fine, i'll stay with you but i'm not getting in." you reply, stepping back into the bathroom.

you sit on the counter as you wait for leon to sober up. eventually, leon sighs, turns the shower off and gets out. you toss him the towel you got for him and he mumbles a small thank you. "you feel better?" you ask as he dries himself off. "yeah. thanks for putting up with me." leon avoids your eyes, cheeks flushing red and this time not from alcohol. you laugh at his embarrassed look, getting down from the counter to give him a soft kiss. "i love you." you smile, helping him pull his shirt on. "i love you too." leon smiles, kissing you again. you give him one last kiss before heading through to the bedroom to get ready for bed.

settling was easy, and you wait for your boyfriend to get into bed with you. eventually, his side of the bed dips and he cuddles up to you. "i love you." leon mumbles into your ear, kissing behind your ear affectionately. "i love you too, puppy." you grin, rolling over to coddle him and flutter soft kisses onto his face. "stop..." leon blushes, going to turn away from you. "what? i thought you liked being called puppy." you continue to tease, kissing him lovingly. leon sighs, "i'm not gonna live this down, am i?" your boyfriend mumbles as he leans his forehead against yours. "nope. i love you." you giggle as the two of you settle. "i love you more."

[ashiemochi]

Jsbsisbsjs on anon cause im vv shy but...i have a bell body type (small chest/waist, big hips/thighs/butt) and im very chubby on top of it. Do you think Leon would like someone who has a bell body type and is as smol as I am? (I'm 5ft 😭) love u ashie!

first of all, you sound hecking adorable! all body types are pretty no matter the size. I also got big hips/thighs/butt so i see where you're coming from! love you too, pumpkin!! 💕💕

To Leon, he really doesn't seem the type to give a damn about body types or weight as long as you're healthy. His only concern is whether or not you like your body because you're gonna have to be prepared to be SMOTHERED with affection.

You're bending down to pick smth up? A playful smack lands on your butt.

You're knelt down to wipe smth off of the floor? a wolf whistle comes from him with a wink

You're just sitting on the couch on your phone? You bet your ass Leon's eyes gonna land on you and zoom to lay down and use your thighs as his personal pillows.

During intimate times or when you're mad insecure over your body, he will plant kisses and pecks after another on your skin, gently squeezing here and there with such love in his eyes.

"You're so god damn beautiful, baby." He'd whisper, breathing out on your lower abdomen, his other hand trailing up to your chest, brushing the side, "So perfect..."

Leon has seen so much of the world that judging natural bodies was the least of his worries. Big, small, perky, chubby, pudgy, stretch marks, loose skin. nothing. all natural and normal.

Leon would pepper his loving kisses up your body, his praises sounding like prayers as he worshipped your body, "So... Sexy..."

then his lips would meet yours hard.

but in a sensual way, concealing his confession and honest thoughts.

"I love every part of you, sweetheart..." His lips barely brushed yours when he parted, gazing into your eyes with such adoration, "Don't even think otherwise."

[nahimjustfeelingit-writes]

Preview

Toxic baby daddy Erik.

Warnings: SMUT, drama

This is an Introduction for my toxic baby daddy series. All of the characters aren’t introduced but I just wanted to give ya’ll a feel of whats to come. 

It was late in the evening, around 9:45 PM. Cuttz By Erik usually closes at 8 but the vertical LED Neon open sign hanging in the window of the shop is still brightly lit. Journei makes her way inside, the bell chiming and alerting her presence. The first thing she could see is Butch, one of the OG barbers since the 90s. He was getting toasted up while sitting in his barber chair. Butch is a hefty, barrel-waisted man with a tight goatee. He had a chocolate dutch in one hand and a shorty-bottle of Hennessy in the other. 

“How you doin’ pretty lady? Veronica isn’t here to do hair. She left about two hours ago.”

The low buzzing of clippers came from Ronnie, a new barber who has a client in his chair. Next to him is seventy-year-old Uncle Leon using a penny to scratch off with on his lottery ticket. 

“I’m here to see the owner, Erik?”

Butch laughed, looking out the window. Journei stood there waiting for him to give her a response, her backpack on her shoulder wearing her down. 

“He’s in the back.” Ronnie answered for her giving Butch a glare, “Don’t even pay his old ass any mind. Always tryna stir some shit up.” 

“Thank you,” Journei makes her way towards the back of the barbershop. Down a small hallway, Journei makes a left and comes face to face with a door ajar. She could smell weed the closer she walked. At the door now, Journei knocks twice, waiting for a response. 

“Yeah?” 

“It’s me, Journei.”

“Shit…”

Shuffling, footsteps, then finally…

“What’s good, little mama?”

Muscled up with an even row of pearly white teeth and gold canines, locs retwisted with a fresh temple fade, black T-shirt, grey joggers hanging low on his hips, Jordan’s on his feet, and gold chains around his neck. He looked damn good standing tall and big in front of her. 

“Hey, Erik.” Journei waves timidly, her eyes avoiding his. 

“I didn’t think you were coming by to see me, cutie. I’ve been trying to get up with you for weeks now.”

“I’ve just—I’ve heard some things...you know...around.”

“What things?” Erik smiled at Journei, then reached out to smooth some of her curly hair from her eyes. 

“How I should stay away from you.”

“How old are you, Journei?” Erik asked. 

“What—I’m 24.”

“Okay...so...why the fuck are you concerned with what other people got to say about me?”

“I don’t know—it’s just what I’ve been told—

“Baby, just stop right there.” 

Erik took a step to the side to allow Journei to come into the office. It’s a square room with dusty storage and an old oak wood desk with a rickety swivel chair. As Journei walks past him, she catches a whiff of leathery notes, or maybe musk. It’s also slightly fresh like talcum powder. The entire barbershop has that same “classic barbershop” scent, be it a shave cream, aftershave lotion, or powder. Overall, it was pleasant. Erik closes the office door fully before he offers Journei a seat. 

“Okay, so we left off on the part where you were saying…”

“A few of my home girls warned me about you, Erik. I’m just trying to figure out if I should take their advice.” 

“What do you think? Speak for yourself.” 

Erik leans against the edge of his desk. Journei’s eyes scanned the surface of the desk and she could see his weed and rolling papers. 

“I think...I want to...still see you.”

“That’s the only answer I give a fuck about, Journei. Them bitches you’re referring to, your friends? They just wanna be where you are. That’s all it is.” 

Journei giggles nervously. 

“Honestly, when bitches are that invested they wanna experience what you’re experiencing…I mean...we ain’t there yet...but we can be.” 

Erik takes his fingertips to stroke Journei’s cheek. 

“You’re so pretty, Journei. You came all this way so late at night after class...you missed me?”

At that moment somebody decided to bang on the office door to get his attention.

“Yo! E! We’re about to close up! Just wanted to let you know!”

Erik kisses his teeth, “Nigga, you don’t have to tell me every single time! Just make sure everything is straight out there!”

Erik focuses back on Journei with a lick of his plump lips.

“My fault, baby girl...did you miss me?”

“Yes.” 

“I missed your pretty ass too.”

Journei’s eyes trailed down Erik’s body and when she saw that big bulge of his, her thighs clamped together.

“Miss Journei...what you looking at?”

His sultry voice made her shiver. 

“Are you looking at this?”

Erik grabbed his erection through his joggers. Journei let’s out a shaky breath. 

“If this is what you want...you gotta take that shit.”

Erik walks around his desk to take a seat. He scoots back from the desk, opening his legs wider before bringing his hand down to grab at the base of his dick. Journei could see clearly the way his dick would bob up and down. That print is vivid and heavy. Her last boyfriend had a big dick too but from the way Erik’s is looking through his joggers alone he probably has her ex beat. 

“Those pretty lips...all juicy and glossy...can you help a nigga out?”

Erik asked her this while his dick flexed without his control between his sturdy thighs. Journei couldn’t begin to imagine what it must feel like to be so hard with balls filled with so much cum. He’s probably ready to combust now and leave a large stain in his pants. It turned Journei on so much to know that he’s aroused by her. She didn’t even touch him and his dick is standing up. Journei knew of Erik because this barbershop is around the corner from her apartment. Whenever she would grab a bite to eat or get her nails done, she had to walk past the shop. Sometimes, Erik would be standing outside of the shop smoking. Other times, Erik would be cutting hair at his booth which is closest to the window. Whenever she walked by, Journei would look inside and catch Erik staring at her and almost breaking his neck to watch her walk by. 

The first mistake she made was giving him her number. He texted her right then and there to make sure it was her number. This is her second mistake and one that her friends tried to warn her about. What’s so screwed up about this fine ass man that she should stay away from? She’s blinded by his charm and good looks. It’s been a while since she had dick in her mouth too. That’s her favorite thing to do...suck dick. She prides herself in her skills. What her friends don’t know won’t hurt em’. It’s not like it’s their business anyway. She’s single, grown, and it’s been a while since she had a consistent dick to fuck and suck on. If Erik is offering that, she’d gladly take it. Journei stood up from her seat across from Erik and began to walk around the desk. She stood before him with her eyes glued to his lap. 

“It’s all yours, baby girl. Do whatever you want to this dick.” 

This was fast. But Journei wasn’t complaining. She’d been craving this for weeks. 

“I want to suck on it.” She said with a whisper. 

“Damn...you wanna make me cum with your mouth?”

“Yes. I wanna make you cum with my mouth.” 

“Stick your tongue out for me.” 

Journei opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out as far as it can go.

“Hmm...you got a pretty little mouth, Journei...I bet it’s tight too…”

“Mhm.” 

Well come on, girl, my shit is hard as fuck.” Erik demanded.

Journei is down on her knees between Erik’s legs. She reached inside of his joggers and found his thick rod. Holding the waistband of his joggers back, Journei brought that pipe out of hiding and her mouth unhinged at how fat and long it is. She’d never seen a dick that big. It’s ridiculous. All of her confidence went straight out the window. How in the world is she going to wrap her lips around him? She admired his dick from different angles with an awestruck look. Taking one final look at Erik, Journei pointed the tip of his dick towards her mouth and started with that thick head first. Erik watched as she bobbed her head up and down between his thighs. Her juicy lips nibbled along his shaft to try and get her spit all over for an easier suck. Erik wound his fingers in her hair, then slid down to grip her neck. 

“Stop playin,” he growled from deep in his throat. 

“Suck this shit right and don’t be fuckin playin.” 

Journei was stunned by the change of tone. He’s much more harsher now. She giggled shyly, still amazed at the big dick before her eyes and in her hand. 

“Man— 

Erik applied more pressure to the sides of her neck with his fingers then slammed her face down into his lap. Journei began to gag because her throat was smothered with half of his dick. She coughed and streams of spit flew in opposite directions. 

“Suck my fuckin dick! Fuck all them little kisses. Gimme that tight ass throat.” 

“S—sorry,” Journei whispered. 

Right away her pussy started throbbing out of her control. She had a thing for tall, powerful, black men with danger in their eyes and Erik had it all. Journei is the complete opposite but she can’t help what she’s attracted to. She took his pretty dick in both hands and stuffed it in her mouth. Erik seemed cranky and impatient with her. The way he held her neck in a firm grip told her he wanted his head straight up. No teasing or superfluity. Just suck his big dick and swallow his nut. She went to work on that shit like it’s her life goal. It was his words that continued to encourage her. 

“Yeah,” He moaned as she slurped away, taking as much dick as she could in her mouth, then spitting it out halfway before sucking it in again. 

“Mouth so fuckin good.”

He attempted to push her head down further but she pushed at his legs to stop him. 

“Journei...you gotta relax your mouth, baby girl. It’s okay...just breathe through your nose and let me do the rest.” 

Journei relaxed her throat as best as she could before opening her mouth wider for him. Erik held his shirt up with one hand while the other was on the back of her head. Journei took even breaths as she glanced up at Erik while he pounded into her mouth. Tears ran down her face and spit stained her cleavage. His eyes were closed and there was rage mixed in with the hot pleasure on his face. He licked his full, kissable lips as he groaned again and she damn near lost her cool staring at his sexy ass. He’s so heavy in the dick and he’s tall with a strapping body. All man. Erik opened his eyes and gave her a smirk. When he let go of her head, Journei kept going while picking up her pace. She slurped his dick harder. What started to make her moan was the way he squeezed the arms of the chair to raise his hips so he can feed her some dick. Her faint moans hummed in the back of her throat, vibrating against his swollen head. 

“Get that shit,” he demanded. 

Journei felt his dick straining as he arched his back and pumped into her mouth. The chair creaked against the old floors and it grew louder and louder. She sucked that big dick deeper. Put every trick she knew into making that dick bust. Journei anticipated how good his fat ass dick was going to feel in her sweet pussy. His body began to stiffen, then shudder. He cursed loudly as his cum filled her mouth. Holding it in her tongue, Journei savored his salty flavor. 

“That muhfuckin shit felt good. Damn. You give that killer head. Come up here. It’s your turn now. Pretty ass…”

Journei stood up while wiping her mouth and she wasn’t fully standing before Erik started unbuttoning her jeans. He was rough with it too, so rough that he popped her button. He yanked her jeans and panties down at the same time and Journei held onto the desk to get her feet out. Once again, this man and patience don’t go together. He scooted closer and picked Journei up while he was still sitting and sat her on the edge of his desk. Journei felt uncomfortable since she’s been at school all day. The usual self conscious thoughts ran through her mind as Erik tried to pry her thighs open. She hoped he didn’t mind a little hair too. 

“Why are you keeping that pussy away from me?” 

“...I’ve been out all day.” Journei looks away. 

“Girl...I don’t care about none of that.”

Erik tried to get her legs open again but Journei resisted. 

“Journei...you gotta calm the fuck down. It’s not that serious. I wanna see your pussy. Please?”

He playfully pouts at her.

“Okay…”

Journei finally opens her legs and Erik’s dick becomes uncomfortably hard between his legs. He had never seen a pussy so fat. This had to be the fattest pussy in California. He couldn’t tell through her tight jeans. It’s slightly hairy and so wet that he could see it seeping from her opening. He wanted to fuck the shit out of Journei but that can wait for a later day. For now, he just wanted his mouth and fingers to do all the work. 

“Pussy is super wet. Let me tell you something…”

Erik grabs Journei by the front of her shirt causing it to expose her bra. She gasped.

“This meaty, fat pussy is mine. All of this is mine. I want you to tell me right now that this is my fuckin pussy and only my fuckin pussy. You want this pussy ate and fucked you come to me.”

He wouldn’t do anything else or touch anything else unless with his mouth. Nothing but sucking, & slurping, & licking & drooling all over her pussy while she thrust her hips back and forth pushing his head deep into her pussy until she has a full body shaking orgasm. He wants to hold her so tight as she cums leaving her clit resting in his mouth. Her clit is big and swollen in his face and he couldn’t even wait for her to speak. Erik’s lips were drawn to her pussy. 

“Oh! mmm, fuck.” 

Journei wasn’t prepared. She felt her entire body jolt all at once when he started slurping all over her pussy. His tongue was digging deep in her damp cave as she squealed. This man was trying to clean her pussy up like his tongue is a mop. He was humming and moaning while eating her pussy. His tongue had her hips lifting off of the desk when he started flicking her clit. She damn near lost it when she started cumming. Erik has his whole face in her juicy box. 

“Fuck, daddy, yes,” Journei moaned.

“I’m tryna put my dick in you...can I take your pussy?”

“Do you have condoms?” 

Erik exhaled frustratingly, “Nah, baby girl...I didn’t plan on having you laid out on my desk like this…”

Erik caressed Journei’s thighs. His dick stood straight up and it was jerking like it was plugged into a socket and had sparks of electricity running from his swollen head down to his heavy sack. 

“Ugh,” Erik groaned slowly. 

“I’m sorry.” 

“I can’t just...stick it in to feel all this gushy wet-wet?”

“I’m not on birth control, Erik. I’m not trying to risk it.” 

“You’re telling me you don’t want me to put this dick up in you?” 

“I do—but you don’t have condoms—I didn’t expect—

“You did. You came all the way here for something.” 

“I can...do you want to go back to my place? I have some.” 

“Hmm,” Erik’s eyes raked over her body, “I think I can do that. You got plans tomorrow?”

“No, I’m off.” 

“Cool, then I can fuck you all night.”

They both stared at Erik’s dick leaking pre cum that coated his head and dropped to the floor. This was all because of her. He wanted to sample every part of her at once. Leaning in, Erik kissed her softly. 

“Get dressed, ma—

“Hey! E! Tisha is out here!”

Erik felt as if his body drained of blood. 

“What’s wrong?” Journei asked with a concerned look. 

“Stay right here. Don’t worry...I’ll be back.” 

“Erik—

He was out the door while fixing his joggers. Now that he was in the front of the shop, Erik could see Trisha, his baby mama sitting in one of the barber chairs with his five year old son on her lap. 

“Trisha, what are you doing here this late? It’s past ten at night.” Erik protested. 

“We were around my moms and decided to stop in to see you. Kamari has been asking for you all day and you haven’t seen him in a couple of days.” 

Erik looks down at his son, Kamari, who is a spitting image of him. Full lips, big dark brown eyes, long lashes, dimples. As soon as his eyes landed on his son's head he frowned his face.

“Why do you got my son out here with his hair looking like that, Trisha? Come here little man…”

Erik grabs Kamari and ruffles his matted curls. Kamari clung to him with his arms wrapped around his neck. Erik rubbed his back as he watched Trisha scroll through her phone.

“What? Don’t look at me like that. If you came around more we wouldn’t have to show up to your job so late at night.”

“You forgot that fast that I own this shop now? I’m running a fucking business, Trisha.”

“No excuse to not come and see your son. You didn’t have a business before when you forgot about being a father.”

Erik’s jaw clenched painfully. 

“Go head with all that shit. I’m busy right now...got shit to do..”

“You are so full of it! You know what you can do? Tomorrow you can pick Kamari up from school. Then, you can spend the day with him.”

“For how long, Trisha? I have clients tomorrow—

“Bring him here then. Pick him up from head start and bring him here. Get him a happy meal on the way and you’ll be straight.” 

“How the fuck am I supposed to watch my son and work at the same time he’s three—

“Same way you can juggle more than one woman.” 

Erik could hear snickering in the background. 

“I hope you’re done with the one in the back. Does she know? That you have kids? I hope you told her, E.”

“That’s none of your concern, girl,” Erik glared at Trisha angrily. 

“Anyways,” Trisha stands, “Don't forget about tomorrow, Erik.” 

Erik rubbed his hand over his son’s curly hair before kissing him on his forehead. Kamari didn’t want to let him go. 

“Awww, you wanna stay with daddy?” Trisha said with a baby-like voice. 

“Stop talking to him like that. You stay babying him, Trish.”

“Daddy...can I stay with you?” 

“Not tonight, Mari, I got you tomorrow though. You gotta go home with mommy tonight. We’ll have a whole day to ourselves tomorrow I promise.”

Erik starts to lighten Kamari’s mood by tickling his sides. Kamari begins to giggle, showing off his missing two front teeth. 

“Be good, I’ll see you tomorrow. Love you, Mari.” 

Erik gave Trish a once over when he noticed she was wearing his favorite leggings. She did this on purpose to get him worked up. All that ass right there in his face. He nutted in that bubble butt about a week ago. Erik smashed that ass and put a permanent dent in her couch. He had that pussy first and then her tight asshole. She was taunting him. Now wasn’t the time or the place to crave all that ass up on him. 

“Juicy ass cheeks.” Erik said before he could even stop himself. 

Trisha rolled her eyes before picking Kamari up. 

“Don’t get disrespectful, Trish.” 

As they left, Erik thought about Journei still waiting in the back. After he made sure his son and baby mama were safely in the car, Erik locked the door and made his way back to his office. As soon as he got there, Journei was fully dressed with her backpack. 

“Ready? Sorry I kept you waiting, baby girl.”

“Who’s Trish?” 

Erik ignored her words as he kissed along her neck.

“Nobody...come on...let’s get out of here.”

[rextasywrites]

i heard someone's got their requests open...... SO i dont really have much other than my thirst for smut and the total conviction that leon is a boobs man (while chris is an ass man), you can't change my mind. and its not even about size, i just know that man loves him some 🍒, big or small. anyways, im also a sucker for some angst so what about a little thing where leon and the reader broke up for whatever reason but deep down they miss each other a lot and wish they have not given up so easily, and then they sleep together... for like the first time since the break up and leon is all up on her and her 🍒 that he missee so much. just smut w a little plot lmao, thank you if you consider!! :)

This has been my favourite request so far so I had to get to it right away! i hope you enjoy it anon! <3

Warnings: smut and some angst at first

It’s been a month since Leon left. After one of the worst missions he ever had to face, he decided it was enough. If he had to face zombies and bio weapons and fuck knows what else, he’d do it alone and not risk her life too. Breaking up was the wisest decision, keeping her save. As a Kennedy, she would always have a target on her back, ready to be shot at. And if another person he loves dies because of him...Leon didn’t know if he would be able to overcome the grief and sadness.

It was two in the morning when you heard someone banging against your door. Out of reflex, you grabbed the gun he had left at your apartment months ago, ‘just in case’. Now was one of those times you thought. With an unlocked gun and in your nightgown you headed towards the door. The mysterious visitor was still banging against it, saying your name over and over again. “(Y/N), (Y/N), open up!”, you’d recognize that voice anywhere. Leon. And he sounded drunk.

You placed the gun away and unlocked the door. This caught Leon by surprise and he stumbled forwards, thanks to your great reflexes you caught him before his pretty face could kiss the hardwood floor. “Leon, the fuck you doing here?”, you asked as you helped him back on his feet. Together you headed to the living room where you sat him down on the couch, getting him a glass of water.

“I miss you baby!”, Leon hip cupped during the sentence, giving you his best puppy eyes. Fuck, not the puppy eyes…

“Leon, we broke up a month ago.”, you replied as you placed the cup of ice cold water in his hands. It still hurt, and seeing him in a state like this confirmed your belief that he wasn’t taking it easily.

Leon shrugged and took a few sips from the water, pulling a face. “That’s not wodka…”, he muttered as he placed the glass down. “Anyway. I missed you and your smell and your soft hair and your boobs and…”

You sighed and cupped his cheeks, “Leon, stop it. We broke up for a reason…”

“And that reason is stupid as fuck. I miss you.”, he confessed like the drunken mess that he is, still using his puppy eyes like you. Leon tilted his head, sticking his bottom lip out, “I miss waking up to you next to me, when you drool on your pillow and your hair is all messy an-”

You cut him off. Enough is enough. You had longed for him and his touch ever since he walked out of the door of your apartment, crying just like you did. Ever since you wanted him for yourself again, your Leon. You cut him off with a soft kiss, tasting the various liquors he had dumped into his body into the hours prior to your meeting.

“Leon…”, you whispered against his lips, the stubble of his beard scratching against your cheeks as he rubbed against you. All the feelings pent up were crashing down on you, and you both couldn’t hold back the desire burning deep inside of your bodies.

“Bedroom. Now.”, Leon said as he stood up, pulling you with him. Despite his stumbling, the muscle memory told him where your bedroom was, and in no time you two were in the bed you had shared so many times. Leon pulled you into his lap, instantly burying his face between your breasts. As a breathy moan escaped your throat, Leon tugged on your nightgown. “Off.”

To his enjoyment, your nightgown found its way to your bedroom floor, and to his delight, you weren’t wearing a bra. “Damn, how I missed them”, Leon muttered as his eyes were fixed on your breasts, taking in their shape, form, even the colour of your nipples. His calloused fingers flicked your nipples, drawing a moan from your lips. Ever since he had found out they were your weakness...Nothing had stopped him from spending literal hours between them, drawing one orgasm after the other from your body.

“You sound so fucking sweet like that...missed your cute moans, babe.”, Leon growled out as he placed one hand on your hips, guiding you to grind against him. As if it was in your blood, you moved your hips against his, feeling his rather obvious bulge against your panties. “Good girl.”, Leon flicked his tongue over your nipples, one time each, just enough to make you wish for more. Your hand dug into his shoulders, a silent beg for touch and satisfaction.

The moment Leon wrapped his lips around your nipple felt as if you were floating on cloud 7. The familiar feeling of his teeth gently biting into your soft flesh, leaving marks behind to show whose girl you are. How his beard scraped ever so slightly against your skin, tiny red traces of your connection for days to admire. He sucked and licked as if his life depended on it.

Because you were so busy with the pleasure Leon brought upon you with his mouth, you didn’t realize that he had tugged your panties to the side, only when his fingers brushed against your clit was when you gasped. Leon pulled away from your tits, a string of saliva connecting his lips to your nipple. What a sight, what a view. “Do you want this?”

“Of fucking course.”, you breathed out, and before Leon could suck on your other breast, you pulled him into another kiss, breathlessly but full of need and lust. While you kissed Leon, his fingers collected enough of your sheer endless wetness and plunged them inside of you. The stretch and calloused feeling made you feel filled up, a feeling you had longed for since Leon had last touched you. “Leon, please…”, you moaned out as he stroked over your g-spot, feeling every little bit of your inside, of the place that made you feel so good.

“Please what? Say it, little girl.”

“I want you Leon. Fuck, I need you. Now.”, and that was all Leon needed. He pulled his fingers out of your pussy, leaving you empty and whining. You wiggled your hips while he pulled down his own jeans and took off his shirt, giving you enough time to admire the beautiful man in front of you.

Leon pulled you closer once he was undressed, leaning against the wall by the bed, guiding your hips closer to his. God, he was so beautiful with his uncut cock, standing at attention just because of you. “I missed this.”, you confessed and to your surprise, Leon agreed with you before he slowly guided himself inside of you. Fuck, how you deeply you missed his. It felt as if you two were made for each other. You needed a hot second to adjust to his size, he wasn’t so big that it would hurt, but...an impressive cock was hidden in his pants.

“Fuck, little girl, you feel so good.”, Leon groaned as he started to move his hips along with your, moving as one. He rested his head on your shoulder, one arm around your waist, the other one busy with rubbing your clit. His touch alone made you see stars, and since you hadn’t masturbated since he left, your orgasm was approaching fast.

The first waves of your orgasm caught Leon by surprise, making him look up to you. “Already?”, he asked, his lips parted and swollen from all the kisses you had shared. You nodded as another wave washed over you, and Leon felt his cock twitching inside of you. So tight, so fucking good…

“Fuck, baby”, Leon moaned against your skin, pulling you into another open mouthed kiss. The taste of alcohol was fading off, replaced with his unique taste. And fuck, it was an addicting taste. Your tongues danced together as every moan was swallowed by the other party.

It didn’t take much longer for you to cum. His thick fingers, his cock made for your pussy...together you reached your peaks, panting and moaning as the orgasms came over you. As you contracted around him, Leon filled you up to the brim, the sweetest feeling of them all with your lovers cum inside of you. Your neighbours probably heard your loud moans but at this moment, you couldn’t care less. 

As Leon went soft, his cock slipped out of you, his cum dripping out. But in this very moment you felt more connected to Leon than you had ever been, and judging by his soft smile, he felt the same.

“Come on little one, lets catch some sleep?”, Leon suggested. It wasn’t even in question that he would leave. Fuck no, this bed had been his bed for so long and now came his chance to sleep in it again. You nodded and got off his lap. After quickly drying yourself up, you joined Leon under the covers, snuggling against his chest.

With a soft yawn you dozed off in your lovers arms, but you were sure you heard Leon say, “I love you and will do so forever.”

[raindancer2004]

Second Chance at Love

Word Count: 1,683 Marcus x reader Oneshot Warnings: Fluff, NSFW

NSFW Prompt: nsfw promt # 4 with marcus please and thank u For @marcusofthevolturi​

Y/N met Marcus when she came to work at the castle as the new Nurse in the Castle’s Medical Wing after the previous Nurse got eaten by one of the lower guards when he woke up mistaking her for his ‘donor.’ The guard was in the Medical Wing for two weeks after a particularly unfortunate fight with a newborn where his left leg and both arms were removed completely, his head and neck cracked.

Heidi knew Y/N from the local hospital and she came highly recommended by Heidi’s doctor friend Dr Jones. Heidi explained to Y/N that the job was based at Castillo Volterra and came with a very generous salary, one month’s paid vacation and on-site accommodation. Heidi also mentioned that there would be quite a bit of down time too due to the occupants of the castle.

Heidi got Demetri, Felix and Santiago to help Y/N pack up and move her stuff from her apartment and into the Castle. Her room was situated in the East Wing of the Castle, where the Medical Wing was based along with Marcus’ rooms.

Aro and Caius met her on the day she moved in, Marcus was having a ‘me’ day. His brothers and the four elite guards knew what that meant; he wanted to be left alone as it was a particularly hard day for him.

Y/N had been at the castle for two days when she met finally Marcus, she had gotten a little lost trying to find the Castle Library and quite literally bumped into Marcus “Oh, I’m sorry” She mumbled her apology as she stumbled back, strong arms catching her before she could fall to the stone floor. “No need to apologise my dear, I wasn’t…” He trailed off as his ruby eyes met Y/C eyes. She smiled up at him “Y-you’re Mar-Marcus” She stuttered “Yes, I am my dear and I’m guessing you’re Y/N” He replied and she nodded “Where were you going?” He asked curiosity shining in his eyes “I was trying to find the library but I didn’t get very far” She chuckled lightly and Marcus chuckled too “How about I take you to my private study? I have some books that might take your interest” She nodded and looped her arm through his when he held out for her to take.

Everyone in the castle noticed how close Marcus and Y/N were becoming, for he would visit the Medical Wing often despite not needing any medical attention. He would accompany her on her walks around the castle gardens and would often lend her books from his private collection. Marcus knew who Y/N was to him but didn’t dare hope that she was truly his; his second chance at love and a happy ending.

Demetri encouraged him to talk to Y/N about being his mate “You deserve to be happy master and if fate has given you a second chance, grab it. Claim her, love her. After all she was born to be with you and only you.” Marcus smiled at the tracker “Thank you Demetri. I’ll be honest, I was a little worried about claiming her as I couldn’t go through losing another mate” “I wasn’t here when you lost Didyme but I’m here now and I have already committed her tenor to my memory and as your personal bodyguard I will help you protect her” Demetri vowed and bowed his head “Thank you, that means a lot” Marcus replied with a smile.

Y/N accepted Marcus as her mate but insisted she be allowed to remain working in the Medical Wing. Marcus agreed but on the condition that they hired a second Nurse, one that wouldn’t missed should an ‘accident’ occur. Y/N agreed although she felt bad about the circumstances the other Nurse was being hired under. Y/N and Heidi interviewed the new Nurse candidates although Marcus sat in on the interviews. They hired a male Nurse called Leon, much to the delight of the single female vampires in the castle.

“So brother how are you and the lovely Y/N getting along?” Aro asked “She’s a real Nurse with the uniform and everything, I think they’re getting along just fine” Caius answered before Marcus could, with a playful smirk on his lips. Aro chuckled “Not quite what I meant but judging by the goofy smile he has on his face I’d say you’re onto to something brother” Aro said looking at Caius “Y/N and I are very happy and our sex life is not up for discussion” Marcus informed his brothers.

Y/N found her mate in his private study “It’s late my love, will you not join me in bed?” She asked softly as she entered the room, Marcus looked up from his papers “I’m sorry my dear, I lost track of time. Forgive me?” Y/N shook her head a little a small smile playing at her lips “Come here, let me make it up to you” He replied pushing his chair away from his desk a little.

Y/N walked over to her mate and he pulled her down onto his lap so she was straddling him. Marcus placed his hands on her cheeks and gave her a sweet kiss. He pulled away slightly to allow her to breath before capturing her lips again and gently bit her bottom lip. She parted her lips a little and he slipped his tongue inside her warm mouth, their tongues moving in sync with each other whilst fighting for dominance too. He moved his hands to her waist and pulled her closer to him, she felt his hardening length beneath her and moaned into the kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and grinded against him. It was his turn to smile into the next kiss. “I want to bury myself deep inside you before I hold in my arms for the night” He whispered, his voice seductive and eyes black with lust “Come on then my love. Let’s go to bed” Y/N winked at him and went to get off his lap but he stopped her “Forget the bed…let’s do it right here” He moved his hands to her thighs and slid his hands upwards disappearing under her blue silk nightie “No panties…how naughty of you” He purred in her ear “Figured it would save you ripping yet another pair from me” Amusement clear in her voice “Very thoughtful my dear.”

Marcus lifted Y/N from lap so he could remove his trousers and boxers freeing his erection, which stood proud against his stomach. Y/N perched herself on the edge of his desk and eyed him from head to toe, eyes lingering on her mate’s hard cock as she took her bottom lip between her teeth “See something you like my dear?” He asked, voice low in the quiet room “Yes my love” She stepped forward, pushing him back so he sat back down on his desk chair and climbed on his lap. She wrapped her warm fingers around his cock and ran her hand up and down his length a few times, her thumb swirling around the tip. She guided his cock to her entrance and sank down slowly until he was fully inside her, soft gasps leaving them both as she tilted her hips slightly to ensure she took all of his nine and a half inches.

She moved her hips slowly over and over again watching as his eyes closed and a warm smile graced his lips. She kissed him, nipping at his bottom lip and he parted them to grant her access; their tongues moving against each other like a slow sensuous dance. She lifted off of him so only the tip of his cock was left inside her and she sank herself back down hard, they both moaned loudly in unison as she proceeded to be a little rough with him.

His hands squeezed her ass gently “Still so tight and warm” He purred into her ear “Still so big and thick” She whispered back; a low chuckle left his lips before he captured hers in a passionate kiss and placed his hands on her hips taking control and began lifting her off his length and back down again setting a steady pace. “Oh…Ahh” He loved hearing every moan and mewl that left her lips.

She felt him pull out of her before slowly re-entering her; filling her deeper with every thrust “Yes…yes” She breathed out, her eyes closing. Her hands moved to rest on his shoulders and he leant in to kiss her. He kissed along her jawline to her neck as he continued to thrust up into her. She pulled back slightly and began leaving kisses on his shoulders working her way up his neck to leave a kiss below his ear before gently biting his earlobe. He growled and thrusted back inside her hard “Marcus” She cried out and again he thrust up into her hard continuing this new pace as he could sense she was getting close to her release.

He took both breasts into his hands massaging them gently; thumbs brushing her nipples lightly, a satisfied sigh falling from her lips as she felt herself on the edge her release. A few more hard thrusts and brushes of her nipples and she felt herself fall over the edge as her walls clench around his hard length. “Marcus” She cried out as she came, her vision cloudy as she felt him fill her up with his cold seed. “Y/N” He called out and continued to move within her, riding out their highs together.

“I love you Marcus” She whispered, her voice sounded sleepy “And I love you Y/N” He said softly and held her in his arms, his still hard cock buried inside her as she fell asleep. They stayed in that position for some time before he carried her back to their shared room, gently cleaning her whilst she slept. Once he had cleaned himself he climbed into bed beside her and held as she slept for the night, silently thanking the gods for his second chance at love.  

[lipglossanon]

Swallow My Doubt

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A Little Savory tier commission for @iloveyousomuch1989

Word count: 1993

Thanks so much for the request! 💜 💜 😘

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, kissing, manhandling, biting/hickeys, dirty talk, breast play, slapping, spitting, ass spanking, pussy spanking, unprotected sex, creampie, possessive Leon, mean Leon

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

Title from Inside Out by Eve 6

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Chaz asked you to meet up after class so you two can work on your economics project. After a couple of hours in the library, he starts getting restless and eventually talks you into going to a nearby hole in the wall to grab some food.

Afterwards, he drops you off at your house with a promise to catch you before class tomorrow to revise your papers together. 

Walking into the house, you kick off your shoes and make your way upstairs, stuffing your keys into your bag as you sling it off your shoulder. 

“Where have you been?”

That pulls you up short, attention moving from your bag over to Leon whose arms are crossed outside your room. 

Your brow furrows, “Huh?”

He glares at you, dropping his arms as he stalks over to you. 

“I asked where were you?”

“Oh, I was with Chaz.”

Your mouth clamps shut at the murderous look that crosses Leon’s face. 

“Chaz, huh?” he spits out. 

He grabs your arm roughly and yanks you into his room and shuts the door. He shoves you against the wood, hands slamming down on each side of your head. You flinch, eyes wide with trepidation. 

“Who’s Chaz?”

His eyes are dark as he stares down at you making you feel small. 

“He’s my economics partner,” you bite your lip nervously, “we literally only go to school together, nothing else. See? Look, it’s our project,” you pull out the binder from your bag flipping it open to show Leon your project. 

His eyes drop from you to your hands, taking in your handwriting next to one he’s never seen before. Looking it over for a few seconds, he smacks it out of your hands and pulls you away from the door. He tosses you down onto his bed and quickly crawls over your body. 

“You should’ve let me know where you were,” he sneers down at you, “looks like big brother needs to teach you a lesson.”

Your clit throbs with arousal and you gasp softly. He grabs your waist and flips you over onto your stomach with a mean laugh. 

He gives a light slap to your ass before clicking his tongue, “Nah, that’s not gonna work. Gonna need to take these off, princess.”

Before you can say anything in reply, Leon is yanking your shorts and panties down your legs and tossing them away. He then yanks you up by your hair so he can tug your shirt off and undo your bra, throwing both articles of clothing on the floor. 

“There we go,” he coos mockingly, “big brother can’t punish you if you’re all covered up.”

You whimper into his pillow when his hand comes down with a loud smack, ass stinging from his palm. Your legs kick out but he straddles the back of your knees to prevent you from moving. 

His hot hands massage your ass, “Gonna spank you til you’re red, princess. That way when you sit in class tomorrow you’ll think twice about what you did.”

“Leon,” you whine, earning two harsh slaps to each cheek. 

Your hips buck into the mattress, trying to shy away from his hand. 

He laughs again, the sound making your pussy clench with want. He brings his palm down harshly on your ass and you squeal as heat blooms across your skin. 

“Aww poor baby,” he grips each cheek in his hands making you cry out as he squeezes harshly. 

Panting, you writhe under him as Leon spanks your ass over and over. One of his hands presses down on your lower back to keep you still so he can slap your reddening cheeks with the other. You buck hard enough to shift his body a little and he retaliates by pinching your inner thighs making you cry out. 

“Guess you’ll think twice before staying out late with some stranger huh, princess?”

“‘m sorry,” you arch and wiggle, but he only scoffs down at you. 

“Well since you don’t want me to spank your ass, guess I need to move on to your cute little pussy, huh?”

“Big brother,” you whimper, clit throbbing as your pussy leaks slick down your thighs.

He fists the hair at the back of your head and pulls, making your back arch uncomfortably as you whine. 

“Turn over, princess,” he rumbles, “need to spank that sweet little pussy.”

He doesn’t even give you the chance to do it yourself, letting go of your hair to use his big hands to grab your shoulder and hip to flip you over. Shoving open your legs, his palm comes down hard on your bare cunt. You quickly cover your mouth to stop the loud moan slipping past your lips as tears gather at your lash line. 

Leon glares up at you, “Let me hear you, little sis or I’m gonna get really upset.”

He slaps his hand on your sensitive clit and a low keening cry escapes your throat. He spanks your cunt again, letting his fingertips catch on the hood of your clit. 

“You need to know your place,” he growls “this little pussy deserves to be slapped.”

Your toes curl as you arch your back, unconsciously pushing your pussy up into his stinging slaps. 

“Please big brother, promise to be good,” you mewl, hands scrabbling at his sheets as tears track down your cheeks. 

He spreads your cunt open and spits directly on your sensitive bud, bringing his fingers down to slap your wet clit. A lightning bolt of pleasurable pain makes you wail while your  body jerks like you’ve been shocked. 

“Got both of you crying for me,” Leon’s voice is harsh, “next, m’gonna fuck you til you’re crying on my cock.”

You let out a pitiful moan as Leon tosses your legs over his shoulders. He grips his cock and smacks it against your swollen mound. 

“Juicy fucking pussy,” he laughs at you, “can’t even punish you without your slutty cunt leaking all over the place.”  

Before you can say anything, he’s pressing his leaky tip into your clenching hole. He sinks his dick into your fluttering walls at such a slow pace, you start to squirm against the bed. 

He slaps your tits hard making you freeze up as white hot arousal has your pussy clenching. 

“Behave,” he bares his teeth at you, “you’re just here to take it, princess.”

Whimpering, you nod at him, hands coming up to wipe your wet eyes, “Yes, big brother.”

With a groan, Leon finally bottoms out inside your pussy, fat dick grinding against your g-spot as his tip kisses your cervix making you clench repeatedly around him. 

He bends down and kisses under the swell of your breasts, teeth nibbling the skin making you gasp. He places open mouth kisses up to the areola before diverting and kissing his way up to your neck. 

Sharp pain lances through you as he sinks his teeth into your skin. A choked sob leaves your throat as Leon pulls away to bite you again. 

“Big brother, s’too much,” your hands grab his hair but he doesn’t budge from your neck. 

He sucks another bruise into your skin as he rocks his hips in and out of your pussy. You tug his sandy strands as he bites and sucks mark after mark into your neck. 

“You can take it, let big brother show you your place,” he pulls back, to sit on his haunches, dragging you into his lap, “that little princess cunt needs to be dicked down, doesn’t she?”

He simpers at you mockingly as you cry from how deep he’s bullying his cock into you, the pleasure almost overwhelming in its intensity. 

“See? Knew you’d be crying on my cock,” he coos at you, although his eyes are still dark and mean, “doesn’t big brother fill you up so good?”

“S’good, big brother,” you cry softly, cunt fluttering around his dick as he grinds against the opening to your womb, “too big.”

He groans, hands slipping between your bodies to grab your breasts, squeezing them in each hand. Leaning forward, he kisses you messily, tongue licking into your gasping mouth. You whine, feeling as his hands massage and grope at your tits, fingers digging harshly enough into the soft tissue to bruise. 

Slick gushes from your hole when he slaps your breasts before teasing his fingers across your hard nipples. He sucks your tongue into his mouth as he softly circles around your hard buds, letting his fingers trace the edge of your nipples then groping your tits in the palm of his hands. 

He moves away from kissing you, bringing one hand up to shove his thumb into your mouth, pressing down on your back teeth to hold it open. A hot glob of spit hits your tongue making you squirm in his hold. 

“Uh uh,” he clicks his tongue, “keep still.”

Leon’s hand squeezes your jaw and he drools into your open mouth. Whimpering, you swallow his spit as best you can. He gathers more saliva in his mouth and spits directly into your throat. Thighs squeezing, you whine, throat clicking as you swallow it all down. 

“Such a slutty little sister,” he lets go of your mouth, hand coming down to circle your neck. 

His hips snap into yours, cock thrusting in and out of your sopping wet hole again and again, until he’s railing you into the mattress. You’re openly crying now, little hiccuping sobs as his other hand slides down your body to pinch and rub at your swollen clit.

“I’m g-getting close,” you whisper, “big brother, you’re gonna make me cum.”

“Yeah I am,” he grins at you, eyes wild, “want you creaming all over my cock, little princess. But first, who do you belong to?”

“You.”

“What was that? Couldn’t quite hear you.”

“You, I belong to you, big brother,” you moan as he gently squeezes your throat, making the bruises twinge under his hand. 

Your orgasm is teetering on the edge and you want to scream when he stops playing with your clit. He brings his hand up to coat his fingers in spit and then brings them back down to slap across your bud. 

Your back bows, electric currents fizzing through your blood as he keeps spanking your clit with his wet fingers, making the sting feel that much better. He laughs and squeezes your throat a little tighter and you cum, pussy clenching down on his dick tightly. 

“Is my slutty little sister cumming?” he kisses you roughly, tongue bullying into your mouth like his cock bullies into your spasming cunt. 

“Fuck,” he grits out, moving back to grab your hips so he can rabbit into your squelching pussy, “too good, I can’t—“

With a growl, he buries himself deep into your fluttering walls and cums, filling your pussy with hot, sticky jizz. He slumps down onto you, letting your sensitive cunt milk him as your orgasms slowly taper off. He pulls out with a soft grunt and then lays down on you, pressing his face into your clavicle. 

On the comedown, you start to sniffle, making him raise his head up, voice soft, “C’mere, princess.”

He shifts up to pull you into his arms, “Let’s go take a bath,” he kisses the top of your head, “I can rub your back and wash your hair.”

“That would be nice,” you raise up to gaze into his face. 

He looks apologetic, “I just— I care about you so much. You’re my girl. It’s not just about sex, I wanna take care of you.”

He brushes your hair back and drops soft kisses across the apples of your cheeks, “Sorry I get a little jealous. Don’t want anyone else even looking at you most of the time.”

You wrap your arms around him, “I’m all yours, big brother. Promise.”

He kisses you, so soft and sweet it makes your toes curl. 

“Good,” he nips your bottom lip, “I’m all yours, too.” 

[animekath]

Little Strawberry

Milo X Reader

Hey guys, Kat here! I’m back after so long! I’m sorry about the long wait; I have been so tired from work and just got drained into doing any writing at all! But I’ve wanted to do a story for the past week now, so here we are!

My work friends and I were talking about the hotties in Pokemon; one picked Piers, and the other picked Leon, while I picked Milo! I can’t help myself; I love the big and cuddly boys, don’t judge me! I was interested in doing a smut story about him, so here I am!

I hope you enjoy it! Sorry for spelling and grammar! My dyslexic ass > v >”

Words: 3457

Warning: Sweet, teasing, grinding, fingering, riding, size kink, praising, swearing, creampie, gentle to rough sex, a soft boy with a big D!

Enjoy!

Milo; one of the best gym leaders and carries grass-type Pokemon to battle. He’s big, strong and fearless but also has a heart of gold and admired by his other gym leaders in the Galar region.

That same man was also your boyfriend.

How you met was a Riveting and even romantic story. Wild Thievul’s were hunting you across the field until Milo came in-between to shield you, helping you up when they ran off and guided you to his house in Turffield. His home was practically covered in flowers from top to bottom, even having a more extensive garden for himself and his pokemon. Milo introduced himself as he aided you, wrapping your ankle where one of the wild Pokemon bit you, letting you know you can rest in his house if you like. You were flattered but told him it was not necessary; you didn’t want to bother him already. He was a Gym leader, it must not be an easy job to do, but he was determined for you to know that you were no bother, even letting you borrow his bed to sleep.

After that, you would come by his house with gifts and treats as a thank you. It made Milo pleased to see you a lot more. But the more you started to see each other, the more you liked each other. Your face would heat up while Milo was a bit blundering and flustered when any contact or even flirting happened. His Wooloo got sick of the back and forth, so he bumped you into Milo so he could hold you. When that happened, he didn’t want to let you go, and you didn’t want to pull away, which made you both ending up kissing that sunny afternoon. 

It’s been a few months in the relationship, and it was going swimmingly well! He was busy in the gym half the time, so you would go to applaud him on, always excited to watch him battle. Then after, you would go back to his house and treat yourselves with scones and tea.

God, you loved this big man so much. He made you feel protective and loved; it made your chest tighten. But for a flustered and kind man, he could do so much to you in the bedroom, that just thinking about it made your knees weak.

And did the large man have a large package?

Yes.

Yes, indeed, he did!

It was the second month until he took you to the bedroom, anxious and a bit insecure about what you would think. He was single this whole time because people couldn’t take him or just backed away instantly. But not you..! Of course, you were shocked at first, but you didn’t back down from his size. You had no idea how happy Milo was when you took him but got worried when you nearly passed out at the end.

And today was going to be the same.

“Milo..! You in?” You called out as you knocked on the wooden door, waiting for him to open the door as you felt your summer dress flow across your legs by the wind. You never wear dresses often, but the sun was out for once in Galar. You also know Milo gets blushing when you expose your skin and you notice him glancing at your legs once or twice.

The door finally opened; your boyfriend into full view with dirt covering his T-shirt. “My sweet strawberry..! I’m happy to see you!” He was about to hug you, but you placed a hand on his chest, pointing at the dirt covering him. “Oh, sorry. I was doing some gardening.” Milo said, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I’ll hug you when you change, so I’ll give you this.” You gave the larger man a sweet kiss on his lips, making him lean towards you but paused when you pulled away with a teasing smile, making him huff. Milo shut the door when you came in, going upstairs to change.

You always loved his home; It was covered with paintings of pokemon and flowers; one photo displaying him and the other gym leaders on top of his fireplace. Your eyes glanced at the smaller one next to it with a smile, seeing it was you, Milo and his Eldegoss. As you were looking over the photos, you felt two big arms going around your waist. “How is my sweet strawberry doing?” He asked with a giant smile on his face, snuggling into your neck.

You giggled when his peach coloured hair tickled your neck. “I’m fine...I got a surprise for you.” You said before pulling away to turn to him, Milo seeing the Pokeball between you both. “I got a Pokemon..!” You spoke with exhilaration in your voice.

“Congratulations!” Milo said brightly before hugging you again. “Come on, come on, show me your new friend..!” He said before backing away. You tossed your Pokeball into the air for the pokemon to come out, a small tail wagging when he came to display. “A Yamper? Heh, how am I not surprised?” He chuckled as he kneeled, letting him sniff his hand before stroking him. “You have been talking about getting one since I met you.”

“Well they’re so cute, and their evolved form is also adorable!” You chuckled as you watched your boyfriend. “I like him. I’m going to take care of him and train him up to be strong..!” You said with determination. "Just like my big boyfriend."

“Good! I’ll help in any way I can. I can be your trainer.” He grinned as he got up, opening his back door for the Pokemon to run outside. “Maybe that’ll get me more treats.”

“You get many treats anyway.” You snickered at his wide grin.

“Then where are they now? I don't see any treats.” He questioned you, his large hands on his hips as he tilted his head to the side.

“Hmm...Me?” You raised a brow, Milo’s face instantly flushed. You couldn’t hold back your giggle at his expression, seeing he was trying to find the right words. “I mean...I did wear this for you.” You said, playing with the ends of the fabric. “Do you like it?” You asked him as you walked over, placing a hand on his broad chest.

“Ur...Y-Yeah, of course, I do..!” The poor man shuttered out, his body stiff as a board when you touched him. Oh god, why does he get like this when you do the tiniest things!? You turned, so your back was touching his chest, your hips lightly pressed against him. “Don’t tease, love...You know I...”

“Hm?” You hummed innocently, your hips bucked against his, his knuckles turning white. Since Milo knew you could take him, he finds it harder to control himself around you. “Oh..!” You gasped, feeling the tent in his pants which poked between your ass cheeks. “Oh my...Is that your big Metapod using harden?” You purred out, hearing the larger man whine with desperation and embarrassment. You couldn’t help but tease him. You got over the flustered stage in your relationship, and he needs to as well. It wasn’t a bad thing, you loved him like this, but he needed a push once in a while.

“_-_____...” Milo muttered your name against your head, biting his bottom lip when you didn’t stop, his throbbing shaft resuming to rub against you when you moved. “Hah...Plea...” He grunted, at his final peak. But when you pulled up your dress to show your flowery underwear, that made him snap. “Love..!” You gasped when his large hands grasped your breasts, rubbing and pressing them together from behind as he practically humped you. “You need to stop teasing me.” He whined against your ear, his fingers gently rubbing and pinching your nipples over the dress, making you whimper by his touch. “Because...Then...I...I won’t stop.”

“M-Milo..!” You shuttered out, placing a hand on his. “I don’t want you to stop...I want you to L-Loosen up.” You rubbed up against him again, hearing Milo’s breath hitch.

You felt your dress loosen on your shoulders and chest; now the fabric pooled on the floor. “God, you’re so beautiful.” He sighs against your skin as he kisses along your shoulder, his hand palming your chest as the other slipped between your legs. “I am a lucky man to have you.” He groaned when his middle finger ran along your pussy lips, a small smile spread on his lips. “Did I excite you that much, love?” Milo asked against your neck.

“You always do.” You whined, before feeling his hands pull away. Milo leads you to his couch, sitting down first so you could sit across his lap. Milo slipped off your bra and underwear with ease, humming at the naked sight of you. He let you rest your head on his chest while he parted your legs, two fingers rubbing your pussy again. “Mmn...” You bit your lip as you held onto him, loving how gently he was, even at his size. “Milo...”

His middle finger slipped inside your folds, groaning as you soaked his finger already. “My little strawberry...I know you love this. My fingers are dancing inside you and getting you prepared for my size.” He hummed as he watched his finger slip in and out of you, making your face heat up by the lewd sounds when he thrust it inside. “Heh, no need to hide from me. I love watching you enjoy this.” Milo was the type of man that cared about your pleasure than his. Milo’s aching cock was begging for release from his shorts but held himself for you.

“M-Milo...Ah..!” You gasped when a second finger joined, now pumping and scissoring your tight pussy, which made you stir on his lap. “O-Oh, fuck...More. Give me more. I-I want your fingers to fuck me.” You weakly begged your boyfriend, his face going red again but did what you asked. His fingers increased in speed, your juices leaking out and dripped down to the couch and even staining his shorts.

“You’re doing such a good job...” Milo bit his lip as he continued to watch, knowing you want to close your legs, but he didn’t let you. He wanted to see every part of you, even the parts you got insecure about deep down. He loved you and your body, happy to know that each piece was his. Oh god, just the thought made him close to climaxing in his shorts. “Do you want more?” He asked, politely.

“Y-Yes, yes..! Please, Milo...Fuck me. Oh, please..! take me, Milo!” You begged, your hips bucking up into his hands. Milo got putty from your words. “Ah!” You cried out when his fingers curled, rubbing on the sensitive area which made you moan louder, your walls tightening around his fingers. “M-Milo, don’t-! I’ll-!” Your hands tightly gripped onto his shirt when he didn’t stop, his fingers soaked from your juices. “F-Fuck..! I’m coming-! Yes!” Before you could come, Milo paused. "H-Hey..!"

“Not yet.” He grinned when you stared at him. That evil man! He pulled his fingers out slowly, looking over his hand before giving them a lick. “W-Wow...You taste so good, _____. Maybe next time, I...I can eat you out?” He questioned, looking at you with a nervous smile.

“Hah...You’re so cute...” You returned the smile, placing a kiss on his lips which he happily returned. You fully sat on his lap, undoing his belt to his shorts and tugged them down with his boxers, having hearts in your eyes when you saw his cock slap against his stomach. Every time you saw him, it sent titillation through your body. Milo tossed his shirt aside when you got distracted, his hand, which was wet from your excitement, was slowly pumping his shaft to lube himself up.

“J-Just lower yourself onto me, okay? Take your time.” Milo shuttered out, his free hand gently caressing your hip. You nod as your hands rubbed his chest and abs, going down to trace his shaft which made him twitch against your touch. You loved his size. He couldn’t fit around your mouth nor hand; it was a challenge you couldn’t win. The only way to take it whole was your pussy, and even then, it could be a struggle sometimes.

You placed a hand on his shoulder while the other lined himself against your entrance, rubbing the hot tip along your slit before slipping it in. “Mmm...” You bit your lip as you started to lower yourself, your boyfriend was gripping your hips as you gulped up his shaft, inch by inch going in. “S-Shit...Oh, you’re stretching me.” You whimpered out, going teary-eyed by the pressure. "I love it."

“I-I do too but, please. Ah...Take your time.” He exhaled out as he watched you with concern on his face when he felt your thighs shake. Fuck it, going slow was dragging. You gripped his shoulders with both hands and slammed the many inches down inside you fast, crying out when his end nearly ripped your womb in half. “L-Love!?” He embraced your small body when you started to shake, feeling your nails digging into his broad shoulders. “I’ll pull out, okay? I’ll-”

“N-No..!” You shook your head, looking up at him with a weak smile. “Let me...Let me get used to it.” You breathed out. Milo swallowed the hard lump in his throat as his green eyes looked down at you before nodding his head hesitantly. You kissed him to calm his nerves, your hands relax before they ran through his colourful hair. “Mmm...You’re so sweet to me.”

“Of course, love. You’re my girlfriend, and my girlfriend deserves love and cuddles!” He smiled down at you, gently rubbing your hips. You felt him twitch and throb inside you, making your insides relax by the pleasure. “Please don’t do that again, I nearly had a heart attack.” He said softly.

“S-Sorry...But I’m fine. No need to worry.” Your hand ran along your lower stomach, feeling your face heat up. “F-Fuck...I’ve never felt you this deep.” You said, guiding his hand to your stomach so he could feel the bump which was his tip.

That got the poor boy red as he pulled his hand away. “D-Don’t let me touch it, it’s weird.” He whined, making you giggle at his reaction.

“Oh? Will it be weird that you’ll be filling me up with your cum at the end?” You raised a brow, never thought his face could get redder. “Hm...Didn’t think so-” You gasped when he twitched again, your man finding it oddly exciting by your obscene words. Once you felt confident to continue, your hand rested on his strong shoulders before you started to move your hips. You moaned every time you lowered yourself, again and again, feeling Milo’s thick shaft getting eaten up.

“Ah..._____.” He breathed out your name when you continued, his hands resting on your hips. God, the sight thrilled him. Your heated body was taking his cock, each moan sounding desperate and whiney. “Y-You love this...Don’t you?” He sighed, gently kissing your forehead. “I love it...You’re doing so well.” His lips went down to your neck, kissing and gently nibbling your skin. “I...I want to...Nnh-Pound you and...” Milo bit his lip, trying to hold himself together.

Should he say it?

“M-Milo..?” You breathed out, your hips moving on their own. You tilted his head up so he could see the sweet smile on your face. “N-No need to hold yourself back for me, M-Milo...Hah...Please. I know you care about my pleasures but, I-I care about yours too. So...Use me. Say anything to me...L-Let your dirty mind free.” You giggled. “I...I can take it, but if it does get too much, I’ll tell you to stop...O-Okay?” You muttered. You wanted your boyfriend to know that he didn’t have to be shy anymore.

Milo bit his lip as he looked over you, letting out a weak hum in his throat, his large hands gripping your hands. “My little strawberry, I...” He let out a low, frustrated groan which sent a shiver up your spine. “F-Forgive me.” He was on top now, pinning you on to the couch and lifting your legs into the air, crying out when he started to thrust. “O-Oh fu...Tight. Yes.” He moaned out, while his hips slapped against your ass with each thrust he made. Your hand was on top of his while the other gripped the couch to keep steady. It was like a rock Pokemon using pound again and again!

“M-Milo! It’s so De-Deep!” You cried out. You could hardly talk by the rough fucking he was giving you, tears running down your face since so many inches were pounding the fuck out of you, but you enjoyed it, you yearn for it. You could see his tip making a lump in your lower belly, blushing at the sight in front of you. Milo’s body was over you like an Alpha, taking what is his. “F-Fuck, fuck! It’s so good!” You cried as your hips bucked up. “I can’t think straight! M-My mind is-NNH! Fucked!!!”

“Love...Ah..! Take it..! damn, I-!” Milo groaned. He lowered a bit of his speed so he could pound you with harder thrusts, each one making you scream. “You’re M-Milking me, _____..!” He nearly pulled out all the way, his tip between your folds before thrusting in, Milo feeling your whole body spazz as you screamed. His eyes widen when he saw the state you were in already. “D...Did you just come?” He asked, his hands feeling your thighs shake. Heck, your whole body was shaking. “Should I stop?” He asked with a hint of worry.

“Hah...Ah...N...No, pl...” What were you even saying? Your mind was blank. “Com...Come I-Inside me...” You breathed out, looking up at the bigger man. “I-I want to feel your...Your hot cum spilling inside me. G-Get my belly nice and full.” You hummed; Milo’s face embarrassed once again.

“O-Okay...If you’re sure.” He breathed out. He started to move again, feeling your pussy was soft after your climax. He hears you whimper since you were still sensitive. “Nnh-” Milo grunted when he got into it, your whimpers fading into moans. As the long minutes went by, you were into it again, moaning and begging the man for another release.

Milo lifted you, your legs around his waist and hugging his neck as his hands were cupping your ass. He thrusts up into you, practically bouncing you on his throbbing cock. “Nnh! M-Milo! Please, please, J-Just come inside..!” You begged, your fingers gripping onto his hair once again.

Milo couldn’t hold it any longer. His balls were swelling, and his shaft felt like it was expanding inside your slick walls, his tip hot and near sensitive when it stroked against you. “Y-Yes, love...I’m close, so C-Close...!” He whined, his nails digging into your flesh as he fucked into you. “Get ready for my cum to fill you...Get you N-Nice and full..! Damn it, _____!” He let out a low groan and then bit into your shoulder, slamming you down on to his shaft as he came. “Mm!”

“M-MILO!” You screamed out as you came with him, seeing stars when his cum started filling you up. “Nnh-!” There was so much that it was already spilling out of you and dripping on his shaft. “S-So much...Fuck.” You breathed out, resting your head on his shoulder, feeling so light-headed. You might faint on him if he goes for another round.

He slumped on the couch with you on his lap, feeling his soft lips on your neck where he bit you. “Sorry...Did that hurt?” He asked, your replay being a small mumble. “Heh..” Milo smiled, slowly pulling out his cock, which made you whimper. When he did that, you felt more cum spilling out. “Damn...I did a number on you, huh?”

“Mmmhmm...Might sleep on you now.” You mumbled as you snuggled into his massive chest.

“Not now, my little strawberry. Let’s bathe and snuggle in bed; I’ll even make you coco.” Milo grinned down at you, seeming like he was back to his cute self.

You gave him a sweet kiss and smiled softly. “I love you...You know that?”

“...” Milo blushed. “I love you too. I wanted to say that for ages, but I didn’t know you would feel the same..!”

Such an adorable boyfriend.

THE END! - 7 -”

[randomoneshotsblog]

𝗧𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴

Summary: Leon and Y/N want to explore new things 😏

Warnings: daddy kink, spanking, choking, lap dance, filthy stuff ( whichever Leon you want)

Words: 1977

Author's note: it was pretty late when I wrote this so pls dont mind the typos 😪

So, Leon and I wanted to explore new sexual experiences, but we were both afraid of what each other would decide.

Leon is my soon-to-be-husband and after all of this, our quote was: "Sex only after the marriage." But our sexual desires only grow. I'm always horny, I think I'm the horniest from this relationship. I laugh with all this thinking.

Leon had to go to work today to help Hunnigan. I was pretty sad because I was looking forward to spend the day with him. But well, duty calls.

While I'm watching TV - nothing important is showing at the moment - I think what I could do to make our desires better in bed, don't get me wrong, Leon is very good in bed, he has this dominant personality on bed but I wanted to do this for him, to cheer him up.

An idea passed through my mind, I guess all those times that I spent on my bed only reading fanfics was worth it.

I go to our room and dress myself: jeans, a black t-shirt, white jacket and sneakers.

Guess I'm going shopping.

When I arrive home, Leon is not there yet.

Thank God.

It's still 19p.m, he usually comes home at 20p.m, so I still have time. I put the shopping bags on my bed and then i jump into the shower.

I'm really hoping that Leon likes it, it would be totally awkward if he doesn't like it. Crap, now I'm nervous. That's not good.

"Okay, breath Y/N, breath." I prepare for the big night, I get out of the shower, I put my body cream and then I put this:

I stop in front of the mirror, staring at myself.

"Y/N you're looking great." I smile to the mirror.

I hear keys clicking, so I quickly take my robe and wear it.

"Y/N babe, where are you?" Leon's voice is muffled by the room closed door - yeah, I closed the door before I got out of the shower, I knew he would show up -

We live in a apartment, with 2 bedrooms but we only use one of them, so I thought in finally using the other one for my plan.

"Wait for me, on the other room."

"Why? Did something happened?"

"No, nothing just wait me there." I hear footsteps far away, then I know he went to the other room.

I tie my hair into a bun, then I put the mine's and his favorite perfume and some make up, not too much, not too heavy, heels too.

What? A girl has to be prepared

Oh God, it's happening. I'm finally doing it. It's not my first time with Leon but I'm afraid of his reaction, will he love it, be awkward about it, hate it? I don't know but I have to give it a shot.

I even prepared a song for it: (whatever song you like)

I get out of the room, nervous. I bet Leon can hear my heels clicking on the floor.

"Y/N is that you?" He asks.

"Yeah, it's me."

Now I'm standing at the door, hesitating to take the knob. A few minutes I opened it.

On the room, there's only a chair and a music player, that I put it there, I guess Leon bite the bait, because he's sat on the chair.

Reminder: I'm still wearing a robe.

I walk towards him, all of my feelings mixed but not showing. Leon's expression it's just confusion.

Leon can smell my scent from awar.

"Is there any event you're going today?" Leon asks while I go behind the chair to play the song, I shrug.

I can feel him, getting up from the chair, faster than the light I turn around and mention to the chair.

"Sit." My dominant part has come. I give him a hard, serious look, that makes him oblige.

I then go back to play the song.

"What are you doing?" Poor Leon, doesn't know what's gonna happen. I want to tell him, but no, it's only about him today.

I take the black towel that was beside the music player and tie his hands, to keep him in place.

"Y/N what are you doing?"

I walk to be in front of him, and give him a smile, I see his face relaxing.

"Just trust me, do you?" He nods.

After that the song starts playing and I go to the bathroom to take off the rope.

The bathroom is beside the chair that Leon is on.

The song starts in a slow and sexy lyrics and I open the door, to start leaning on the doorframe, I start to hear every single word that the music is saying, while I swing my hips slowly for him to watch.

His eyes are shining with desire and his lips and cheeks are red. I like that feeling, of being wanted.

I arch myself on the doorframe, my ass rubbing on the wall.

I give him a devilish smirk.

I'm loving it and he's loving it.

I start to walk towards the chair, without losing the charm.

I start to swing my hips while playing with myself, my breasts, all of my body.

"Babe, please, let me touch you." He pleads, suprising me but I don't show.

I shake my finger as a 'no'. He throws his head back, in frustration.

"Eyes up here, big boy."

I saw him biting his lip and I do the same, that drives him crazy, every single time.

I can already see his bulge, and I'm already horny.

My pussy is on fire, and probably a pool already but I cant and won't stop.

I turn around, him only facing my behind. I sit on lap and start to tease him but grinding my ass on his dick.

He starts to make small growls. I'm rolling and grinding back and forth in slow movements.

"Baby girl." He growls in my ear. I put my head in the crook of his neck. The song is still going.

He's enjoying this as much as I am.

"Please, untie me babe. I can take care of you." He bucks his hips up in my ass.

Ugh, I want him to touch me so bad.

I face him now, I put my legs on each side of his legs and look at his full of lust and blue eyes.

"You like what you see... Sir?" I ask innocently, while he stares at me and gives a smirk.

"I do, actually. You look so hot in that." The music starts to go sexier and I don't know what to do anymore. This man is driving me crazy.

I start grinding myself on his bulge, that's getting bigger and harder by the time.

"Fuck, babe." Leon moans. I noticed that he's eating me with his eyes, enjoying every single part of my body, the way my breasts are so big, the way I grind my hips, everything.

I put my hands on his neck and attack his lips, biting and sucking his bottom lip. Then I start kissing his neck, giving it a hickey, Leon's breath starts to get louder.

I'm loving it.

I pull on his hair, and all I see it's lust on his eyes.

I put my fingers under his shirt and feel his hard muscles.

Leon is whimpering right now.

I stop grinding and go lower to take his cock. Leon throws his head backwards again. I give a smirk. I love doing that to him.

His cock is so soft and tasty. "You're so big, sir." I moan as I start to rub my hands up and down his cock.

"Don't stop, babe." I start to grind myself again to ease a little the aching on my cunt, while I work on his cock.

The song is already finished, you can just hear our moans and breaths.

I decided that it was teasing enough, but I know that when I untie his hands, he's gonna be the dominant one.

I stop working on his cock, and go to his lips, I give entrance to his tongue, while he's kissing me with full desire. I raise my hands behind him to untie him.

Without stopping to kiss him, I feel big hands on my waist and I let out a relived breath.

"You liked that right? Teasing me. I bet your cunt is begging to be fucked right now." I'm wet. His dirty talk always drive me crazy.

He takes me to our bedroom, put me on the bed. Next there it goes his shirt and pants. I stay there, at his mercy. He can do whatever he wants with me.

He hovers me.

"You know you look pretty sexy in that lingerie. But I bet is gonna be sexier when you're cumming on my cock." He gives a smirk, then he starts grinding his bulge to my cunt.

I start moaning, loud. I cant take it anymore.

"Sir, fuck me already, please. No teasing." He kisses my upper lip.

"You're right no more teasing." He finally takes off my lingerie and his boxers.

He sighs when he started to tug on his cock. God, that was a sight.

Next, he hovers me again. I can feel him putting his cock in my cunt, it feels amazing. He starts to play with my nipples. Biting and sucking.

His thrusts are deep but slow.

"Fuck, Leon. Always fucking me so good!" I moan, while he's kissing my neck.

"This cunt is so tight and good, baby. When you got out of the bathroom with that outfit, I just wanted to fuck the life out of you." He says on my ear.

He starts going faster, the bed is cracking and my moans are getting louder.

"You want to be my little whore, right baby? You want me to fuck you all day and night so you cant walk on the next day?"

"Fuck, daddy. You're so good. I love your cock in my cunt." I'm desperate now, I need more, I'm so horny.

"I need more, daddy, please." He grabs my waist and turn me around.

"Ass up." He spanks my ass, I moan louder.

"Yes, scream for them to hear who's fucking so good." He spanks again.

He plugs my ass. "Fuck, your ass is even tighter. Your little whore." He spanks harder, my ass is red already.

"Fuck, daddy. I love when you spank. Do it, I'm a bad girl." Ugh, I'm so dirty. He's started to fasten his pace, I can feel my stomach about to explode.

He puts my face into the mattress, pounding my cunt. "Kitten, likes that right? Yeah, I know she does."

"Harder, please." He trusts harder and pulls my hair making my back to meet his chest.

My pussy is on fire, it's pulsing so much.

"Are you close for daddy? Huh?" He starts to circle my clit and going faster in his pace, while he puts his other hand on my throat.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" I scream, ready to explode.

"Cum, my whore. Cum for daddy." He says with a last pull of my hair and thrusting in my ass and I let go on his cock. He didn't come yet, so he keeps thrusting into me, while I'm rolling my eyes, enjoying the moment.

"Fuck, Y/N!" He growls while he lets go inside of me.

I fall beside him, and he takes the covers. I start shaking and he envelops his arms around me.

"All of that for this amazing thing that happened." He laughs.

"Yeah I wanted to do something different." I say while playing with his fingers.

"I love you." I say looking at him.

"I love you lots." He kisses my lips gently

[champion-leon-imagines]

Can you write something about pokecamping with Leon and things get hot and steamy in the tent 👀

Warning, this is gonna be nsfw. I can’t tag it anymore as such because tumblr will take it down otherwise.

Getting lost with Leon was not as bad as you thought. Infact, you enjoyed your little extra time you had with him. Being the Champion of Galar meant he was away from you for periods of time and that was starting to get frustrating. You knew he had his duties, but that didn't changed the fact how much you missed him and how much he missed you.

Now you just invited him for a little camping trip in the Wild Area, because you knew that he would get lost so badly, that you have to stay a few days together, no matter what. (Of course, you would be able to get out of there with him, but you pretend that you can't to have Leon for yourself a little longer. Clever girl.)

Leon was fine with this though, because he already noticed that you were just pretending to be as lost as he was, because he didn't minded to have time with you aswell. He would be lying if he would say he won't enjoy those spare times with you.

It was night time and your Pokemon were curled up against each other outside of the tent, while his Charizard and your Primarina kept guard from wild Pokemon who may be lured to your camp from the smell of the left overs of your self-made curry.

Leon was spooning you in the tent, his strong arms around your waist while your back was pressed against his broad chest. His breath was on the back of your neck and his legs were entwined with yours. His breathing was even, but he was not asleep because of the fact, that your ass pressed against his growing erection. He inhaled a bit sharply when you moved in your sleep and your butt grinded into his scrotch even more.

'If she wasn't asleep, I would say she's doing this on purpose.' the purple haired male thought to himself, while he bit his lip to suppress any sounds. It's been a while you both had time to get intimate and Leon felt his wanting needs even more grew when he heard your sweet little voice that sent shivers down his spine.“Oh Leon~“ He froze when he heard you say his name moaning. Probably you had a very interesting dream about him. Though when you grinded into his erection even more now, Leon was quick to notice that you were not asleep at all..

“Y-You're awake?“ Leon asked and let out a gasp when he felt you bucking against his length even more. You chuckled and leaned your head back to kiss his chin gently. “How am I supposed to sleep when I have something more tempting here beside me?“ you asked him and Leon almost groaned at the way your voice was seductive and low. His hands slid up your sides now and played with the hem of your shirt. You were just sleeping in one of his big shirts and your panties. His calloused hands went underneath and didn't wasted any time to cup your bare breasts.

You closed your eyes and moaned softly at his touch. His fingers brushed your perked nipples and sent a wave of electricity through your body. His lips were on your neck, kissing and nibbling softly at your sensitive flesh. You mewled almost desperately when you felt one of his hands leaving your breast and wandering down to your wet panties. His fingers ghosted over your covered clit, making you buck your hips again. His clothed erection poked against your buttocks now, throbbing with need.

His kisses became rougher when he felt your hand caressing over his boxershorts. Leon suppressed to thrust into your hand and moaned loudly when your hand slid into the fabric and grabbed his length. “Let's have some fun, shall we?“ you murmured softly and started to massage his shaft, wandering down to his balls. Leon was quite sensitive on his testicles and he absolutely loved when you gave them as much attention as you do to his cock. You cupped his balls and let them move in your hands, making Leon a panting mess under your touch. He rewarded you with his own fingers sliding in your panties and rubbing your clit rather roughly. You both moaned each others names while you touched each other for more friction. You couldn't take it anymore when Leon slid two fingers into your hot core, pumping at a fast pace. You almost stopped pumping his cock and moaned loudly until you took his hand that was in your panties and stopped him. “I- I need you inside of me, now, Leon. Please.“ you panted and guided his cock already at your entrance from behind, lubricating him by rubbing against your wet fluids.

Leon moaned softly at your actions and grabbed one of your legs to hike it up, before he thrusted into you from behind. His penetration was so sudden, that you gasped in mildly surprise. You were so damn wet that Leon had no problems to slide into you and began to move. You grinded your hips in your own rhythm against his thrusts, while your loud moans echoed through the small tent. The purple haired male leaned in to bite your neck harshly when he felt your tight walls clenching around his dick. “Damn.. you're as tight as always.“ he grunted and licked your neck, while his free hand fondled your breast in sync. You weren't even able to respond, when he pounded into you roughly and needy. He just hit that one spot right in this angle and sent you over the edge over and over again within minutes. “Oh my god..“ you moaned loudly when Leon hit your g-spot over and over again so precisely.

“Who's making you feel good?“ he asked and turned you over so that you were riding him, making him slide into you even deeper. You moaned loudly, moving your hips up and down his length when you felt a knot tighten in your stomach again. How many times have you come already?

“You are making me feel good, Leon. Oh God, I'm coming.. Again.“ you cried out and threw your head back when you felt his hot seed filling you up. His cock twitched around your walls, making you come right after him. Leon moaned your name like a chant and held your hips to support you, when you collapsed ontop of him, exhausted.

Leon smiled and put his arms around your sweating form, giving you sweet kisses on your forehead. “That was amazing.“ he panted and pulled you closer into a protective hug. You smiled and cupped his cheek. “Yes, it was. I love you, Leon.““I love you too, [Y/n].“

[sympathyfortheblinderdevil]

All Is Fair: Ch. 12

Marmalade

Tommy sets Lia up in her own place (of course he did!) and wants to try her out in London. This chapter is a little smutty, so if you aren't into that, keep it movin'.

After three days in a suite at the Midland, Lia was sure that she had made the right decision in moving out of the place that she shared with Jenny. There were things that she would miss about her cousin, but no longer having to deal with her reproachful looks and constant warnings about Tommy far outweighed any sentimental feelings that she had for her. In time, she was sure that her relationship with Jenny would be mended, but they were just too different to live under the same roof any longer.

 When she told Tommy that she could no longer live with Jenny, he immediately insisted that she move into a house he owned. It was nearer to the library than where she lived, and it had just been renovated. It was an airy three bedroom in a nice neighborhood. It had high ceilings, a big marble tub, and a small garden. Best of all, he said it had a perfect wall for her Mucha. He had planned to furnish and let it out to a company man and his family, but he had others that they could choose from; he said that he could have it ready for her in a few days. Until then, she would stay in his suite.

 The best part about following days was the near constant attention she had received from Tommy. After she agreed to move into the house that he owned, she was swept up in a whirlwind of shopping for rugs, draperies, and furnishings. Every day, Tommy left work early in order to spend the afternoon taking her to see the tradesmen and upholsterers who were working around the clock to make sure that everything was just right. Everyone (particularly Arthur and Polly) was shocked that Tommy, himself, escorted Lia to the shops, but Tommy relished the experience. At first, Lia was embarrassed that he was spending so much money and time on the property, but he assured her over and over that it had to be done anyway…and to let him enjoy the fun of seeing what kind of furnishings she would pick. Her afternoons of shopping with Tommy were exhilarating, but the nights were magical; particularly the first night.

 When she came to his office that night, chilled to the bone and reeling from the argument she’d had with Jenny, Tommy went into daddy mode. He rang ahead to the Midland to have the suite prepared and a bath drawn; he felt that it was just the thing to warm and calm her. After a drink and a bath, he thought, he would make her come and tuck her up in bed. It’s what he liked when he was out of sorts, so surely it would help Lia too.

 When they arrived at the hotel, Lia couldn’t help but remember the last time they had been there. She could have never imagined that her bit of fun with Tommy Shelby would lead to this. Her adrenaline was racing as she thought to herself I am leaving my old life behind. I’ve left home and now I’m leaving the only family that I have in this city to move into a house that Tommy Shelby owns. The thought of it frightened her. What she was about to do was so far out of her realm of experience that she felt like she was watching it happen to someone else.

 Tommy was there beside her, watching her eyes grow wider as she went over the events of the evening in her mind. He could imagine what she was thinking, so he took her hand in his and brought it to his lips. He kissed it hard and squeezed it reassuringly.

 “I know you’re scared, but I will be here with you. Let me do this for you.”

 She squeezed his hand in return, and Tommy nodded to a valet who quickly came around to open Lia’s door. Tommy offered her his arm and they walked toward the opulent lobby.

 The head valet took Tommy’s keys and tipped his hat, “Good afternoon, Mr. Shelby. Good afternoon, Ma’am.”

 The doorman tipped his hat and bowed, “Good afternoon, Mr. Shelby. Good afternoon, Ma’am.”

 The elevator operator tipped his hat and ushered them into the red velvet lined car, “Good afternoon, Mr. Shelby. Good afternoon, Ma’am.”

 And when they reached the penthouse suite, the butler bowed and greeted them, “Good afternoon, Mr. Shelby. Good afternoon, Ma’am. The bath is drawn and I have stocked the bar with your usual selection, sir. I also laid a small tray of hors d’oeuvres, I hope you don’t mind the liberty.”

 “Not at all, thank you,” Tommy said.

 The butler excused himself and Lia shrugged her coat into a chair where she then sat down to unbutton her boots. Tommy knelt at her feet, cigarette dangling from his mouth, and took over.

 “Let me get those,” he softly admonished her, as if he was speaking to Charlie.

 She covered her mouth and giggled, holding her foot toward him and indulging his need to pamper her. When both boots were off, he took both her hands saying “Ups-a-daisy!” while pulling her to her feet. He let go of her hands for a brief moment to shuck off his jacket and gun holster (When he took off his gun he raised his eyebrows and mouthed “Won’t be needing that.”) then led her into the bathroom. She smiled at the enormous tub full of steaming hot water. The maid had left a selection of bath oils and salts on the countertop along with two bath towels and robes. She blushed a bit at the thought of the hotel staff knowing what she and Tommy were up to, but didn’t have long to dwell on it.

 Behind her, Tommy had already stripped down to his shorts and was holding a violet colored bottle over the tub, asking, “Lavender? Don’t you think?”

 “Lavender is perfect,” she answered.

 She took in the sight of him, all of him, for as soon as the tipped the lavender bottle into the water he dropped his shorts and was ready to get in. His lean pale body stood in stark contrast with his black hair and tattoos. Her eyes followed the subtle ripple of sinew here and the graceful curve of muscle there—she was reminded of Leon Bonnat’s painting of Samson. He caught her staring in appreciation and raised one corner of his mouth.

 He walked toward her and spoke, barely above a whisper, “You’re a bit overdressed, love.”

 Lia undid the buttons on her dress and it soon pooled around her feet. Tommy hooked his fingers underneath the straps of her slip and slid them down her arms until it fell to the floor. She stepped over her discarded clothes and ran her fingers down Tommy’s chest, over scars, over bullet wounds, over tattoos, all the way down his abdomen. His eyes closed and he rolled his head back with a barely audible groan. She kissed his exposed throat and began to untie her brassiere when her hands were joined by his, reaching and pulling at the laces.

 Once she was stripped of everything but her stockings, Tommy knelt before her again. He ran his hands over her hips and up to her breasts palming them and rolling her nipples between his fingers and thumbs. Lia shuddered with arousal and felt herself clinch, grasping and empty, wanting him to fill her. She looked down at him as he mouthed and sucked at her hipbones pulling little gasps from her lips. He worked his way down to her thigh, then up to her sex. Lia’s knees began to tremble and Tommy braced them with his arms. She instinctively spread her legs wider and tilted her pelvis to open herself to him. He concentrated on that most sensitive part of her, relentlessly massaging it with his flattened tongue until she couldn’t stand any longer. Tommy had her on the floor in seconds, one hand cupping her ass and the other two fingers deep inside of her, but that wasn’t nearly enough.

 She grabbed onto his hair and tugged him up gasping, “I need you…now.”

 The bath would have to wait.

  ***

  The kettle was going off and the doorbell was ringing. Lia streaked through the house in her knickers and a pair of Tommy’s hunting socks, a red kimono fluttering behind her. In the weeks since she had moved into her new digs, she had hardly had a moment’s rest. Now, her peaceful Saturday morning was being interrupted. Prioritizing the screaming kettle over the front door, she slid into the kitchen to set it off of the burner and shouted, “Just a moment!” at the buzzer.

 She paused before the hallway mirror to smooth her hair and secure the sash around her waist before answering. Through the vertical planes of stained glass on either side of the door she spied a grey woolen suit and a flat cap. Tommy. She cracked the door just enough to pull him inside and immediately wrapped him up in a sloppy open mouthed kiss.

 “I hope you don’t answer the door like that for everyone.”

 “Nah, just peaky boys. I thought you were Finn.”

 That reply earned her a smack on the bottom and another, much deeper, kiss. When he finally pulled away, Lia spun around and pulled Tommy down the hall.

 “I just made breakfast and I’m starving; come into the kitchen.”

 Tommy dutifully followed her through to the kitchen appreciatively noting all the homey little touches she had put on the place. Flowers and candles, scarves and books—hints of her interests and her style were everywhere.  He leaned against the countertop and smoked as she pulled toast from the oven and poured tea. Lost in thought, he looked her up and down and mused that he could get used to watching her fix his breakfast, but then raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side when he noticed his boot socks slouching down around her ankles.

 “Are those mine? I’ve been searching all over for those. They’re my favorite to wear to the barn.”

 Lia replied only with a devilish smirk.

 They settled down at the table and Lia began eating, stopping to spread marmalade on her toast and making satisfied noises with each bite. Tommy smoked and drank his tea, amused by her uncharacteristic lapse in table manners.

  When she’d had her fill, she asked, “What has you out and about so early on a Saturday?”

 He answered her question with one of his own. “Do you have plans for the day?”

 “Not particularly. I’d planned on spending a lazy day in my knickers and my new favorite socks. Why do you ask?”

 “I’d like for you to accompany me to London this afternoon. I must check into some things in the city, and I want to show you around.”

 “That would be brilliant. I’d love to go.”

 “I can show you where I work…”

 “Parliament. You mean Parliament.”

 “Yes.” He paused for a moment and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. “Then I thought we could get an early supper and go back to my apartment for a night in. Drive back tomorrow.”

 “I’d like that very much. When do you want to leave?”

 “As soon as you can be ready,” he said in a playful tone that had her springing up from her chair and kissing him with orange marmalade flavored lips before running upstairs to change.

 The thrill of seeing Lia’s face light up would never get old. When he was with her, the world seemed bright and new again. The other women in his life had been more subdued, jaded, and sometimes cynical. Lia was none of those things. She was a magic combination of intellect, backbone, and naiveté. She made him laugh, and she could drive him wild. She made him feel alive.  What Lia could not know is that Tommy had a deeper reason for wanting her to accompany him on that day. He meant to slowly acclimate her to the idea of being on his arm in the big city. He had plans for her in London.

[headoverjojo]

how would the bucci gang react to their crush asking to sit on their lap, and would they let her? (she's being flirty/clingy) thank you! ❤

Hello there, dear! Awwww, soft :,) Sure!! Here we go, I hope you’ll like it! :3

Bruno’s gang reaction to their crush asking to sit on their lap

(Under the cut for length!)

Bruno Bucciarati

Bruno, even if he liked them so, so much, always was extremely respectful of her boundaries and knew his limits. To not make her feel uncomfortable, he always kept things professional, even if everybody could notice how gentler and softer he is with her even if she screws up a mission -and he would be so angry to the others, in case-.

His crush noticed it too. And, having an enormous crush on her own on Bruno, she decided to make the first move, why not? And so, one evening -the others minus Abbacchio and Fugo were already in their rooms-, she approached Bruno, faking to be a bit tipsy -even if she needed anyway a small glass of wine to find the courage- and asked him if she could sit for a bit on his lap, since all the chair had been put back, with the sweetest smile she could make. An ass excuse that, to her surprise, worked.

Bruno was surprised and more than flushed. She wanted to sit on his legs…? Well… there was nothing bad in it, right? And she was smiling at him in the way he couldn’t resist to… and so he agreed, swallowing, relishing for few seconds in the sweet feeling of her body nestled on his, how her head was resting on his shoulder, how her arm was gently pressed on his chest… he could smell her scent, it was making him go crazy. Could he… hug her? He tried so, gentle, and, seeing that she wasn’t shying away but that, even, was nestling better in his embrace, he enveloped her waist in a warm hug, sighing in relief, basking in her nice smell and warmth. It was heaven… and maybe what could finally open their eyes on the nature of their relationship.

Leone Abbacchio

Abbacchio almost didn’t “want” to like her. Everyone he liked ended bad; he didn’t want it to happen to her too. So he does his best not to act differently with her, not to be sweeter or gentler, but as he always is. Still, it’s clear that he’s way less grumpy with her than with the others: he chats with her, he offers to go with her to do errands… he doesn’t do this even for Bruno!

His crush was a bit scared about her feelings. He seemed so stoic, so serious… maybe he didn’t feel anything more than a friendly affection for her, he never did even a thing that might signal a sort of interest… maybe he needs something more to loosen up? Gathering her courage, she decides to make the first move. And it happened during a small Passione party to which Abbacchio had been forced to go, as Bucciarati’s right arm. His crush was with him, not wanting to leave him alone to deal with something he hated so much. Seeing him like this, rigidily sitting, his lips thinned in a severe line, give her the resolve to do it. She approached him, sitting on his lap without even asking, enveloping his shoulders in a gentle grip, hoping to distract -and then relax- him a bit.

And she distracted him perfectly! He jumped in surprise, feeling his cheeks warming at the feeling of her sitting on his legs, her arms around her shoulders… why? At his question, she said that she wanted to do it and she hoped he wasn’t angry about it. Abbacchio wasn’t angry, definitely not. He was basking in her warmth, in her nice perfume, her wonderful smile… was she being flirty, maybe…? Oh, so this meant- so she had feelings for him too…? While thinking this, he slowly enveloped her waist, making her smile even more, happy. Bruno was watching from afar, a small smile of satisfaction on his lips. Finally, it was about time!

Guido Mista

Mista is not so secretive about his feelings, as he doesn’t see anything bad in them. Of course he’s not going to just grab her and kiss her, as he’s a gentleman at heart who would never force her to do something she doesn’t like. Still, he’s a bit flirty, with big cheeky smiles and winks, but he never went over that and few hugs, as he doesn’t want to creep her out.

But she too likes him! He’s brilliant, he’s funny and warm… she loves to stay near him, to chit-chat with him and laugh together! He’s everything she may want in a man. And she can see that he likes her too! But, as the gentleman he is -she has seen that he is so and not only with her: Mista is a man who has drunk Women Respect Juice- he never tried to push things to a point to make her uncomfortable, so, maybe, it’s up to her to move the line and show him that it’s fine to do something more. And so, during the usual movie Friday night with the gang, she slid on his lap, nestling comfortably while watching the film, smiling at him.

Mista was about to explode in happiness. She was so near, she was so warm… Mista immediately enveloped her hips, resting his chin on her head, watching the movie with a big smile on his face, holding her tightly. It was the safest grip in the world and his crush never felt so comfortable, so… at home. Mista’s arms tasted like home. She almost didn’t even watch the movie at all, too busy caressing his hands and watching from below Mista’s face and his giant smile. They would have a lot of things to talk about, after the movie…

Narancia Ghirga

Narancia is even lesser discreet than Mista about his feelings. When he’s happy, he shines like the sun; no one can miss when he’s angry or sad. And no one can miss when he has a crush, as he dreamily watches the object of his affection all the day, sighing in adoration. Mista and Fugo usually groans, telling him to just go and tell her what he feels, once for all.

His crush loves so much to spend time with him! He’s such a ball of sunny energy, he’s funny, he’s strong, he’s honest… and she also loves how affectionate he is! In their friendship hugs and other forms of affections are absolutely common. Nothing weird, just innocent things. And it was innocent also her request to sit on his lap, while they were waiting to watch fireworks. Narancia blushed like crazy, stuttering a yes, before his voice could abandon him forever. She happily sat on his lap, hugging him and resting her head on his shoulder, while watching the sky and hoping so, so much to be hugged back, to have interpreted well the signs, that this was flirty enough to make him understand that it was ok to move things from a friendship to a romantic relationship…

Narancia was about to explode. After a first moment of hesitation, he happily hugged her back, snuggling his face in her hair, inhaling her scent, content. It was so beautiful that it seemed a dream… And when the fireworks started, it all became even more magic! They both were watching the sky in awe, holding to each other, even if, more than one time, their eyes met as she was looking up at him and he down at her, followed by shy but happy smiles. Yes, it’s definitely time to move the line, all in all.

Pannacotta Fugo

Fugo, when he’s not victim of one of his anger bursts, is a pretty amiable person. When he sees his crush, his heart starts to beat so fast that it seems to be about to burst out of his chest, but he manages to greet her and talk to her normally. Maybe his smiles are a bit warmer and sweeter, maybe his voice is softer -definitely softer than when he talks to Narancia while the boy is doing his homeworks-... all small signs that give away the deep feelings he has developed for her.

His crush, who has feelings for him too, wishes to bring things over, but is slightly dubious. Does he like her for real? His behaviour is a bit confusing, as he seems, sometimes, all for her, like a man in love, and sometimes he retires in his shell, not to the point to avoid her, but surely he’s colder. Hearing around, she came to know that it was normal: usually, when he was cold, it was because something bad had triggered him and he acted so to avoid hurting someone else. Knowing so, she felt really relieved, and she could enjoy that rare day of freedom with her friends at the beach. She was playing with Mista and Narancia in the water, while Fugo was quietly reading under the beach umbrella, sitting on a beach towel. Hearing her coming, he quickly put away the book, to save it from being dampened, right before she ran to him, laughing in happiness, plopping in front of him, on the towel.

Pouting at him, she said he should have take a bath and, at his refusal, she just hugged him, giggling when he complained about being now all wet. She nestled in his lap, saying that if he didn’t want to take a bath, the bath would have come to him! And just now Fugo realized how near they were, that she was pressed on him, that she was sitting on his lap and hugging him… it was a dream, surely. Could it be true…? Hesitantly, after few seconds, he tried to hug her back, expecting a refusal, meeting, instead, a tighter hug. This encouraged him to tightened his grip, in a protective embrace that made her feel safe, at home… and he was bursting in happiness.  

Giorno Giovanna

Giorno is a man of deep feelings. He doesn’t allow himself to grow fond on a lot of people, but when he does, his affection is forever. So is for his crush too: he finds her incredible, so smart, so kind and strong… his admiration is totally visible in the way he speaks to her, by how highly she speaks of her to others… and he shows his respect also by never overstepping the proper boundaries, as he thinks it may be inappropriate and make her feel uncomfortable.

But she would like him to overstep a little those boundaries. She’d like their brief hugs to last long, their long chats to be a bit more intimate, not always surrounded by other people, she’d like to hear him laugh as he does with her every day, maybe during a date… and so she has to show him that her boundaries have been changed. But she wanted to do so in a way which was explicative but not vulgar… maybe she had an idea. She acted when they were in his office, for once alone, finishing some papers; she offered to help him with that damn paperwork which always seemed to last forever. And, while they were here, she gathered her courage and, looking at him, she asked if she could sit on his lap, straight, without batting an eyelash. It was a total win or a total lose.

Saying that Giorno was taken aback would be an understatement. She wanted to… oh. Oh… Giorno didn’t know for a bit what to answer. He didn’t speak for so long that his crush started to think to have exaggerated and started to apologize for it, being, however, interrupted by Giorno who finally said yes, they could sit on his lap -all while a blush was creeping on his cheeks. Blushing as well, but happy, his crush gently sat on his lap, resting her back on his chest, sighing in joy. Now that’s nice… and it’s even nicer when his arms wrap around her middle, keeping her closer. She smiles, happy, turning a little to hug him too and nuzzle her face in his shoulder, finally starting to relax, in the safe grip of his arms. Maybe both have finally find a place where they belong to.