#real son!leon s kennedy x fem!reader

[lipglossanon]

Day 15

Kink: Rimming

Pairing: Real son!Leon S. Kennedy x mom!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, DEAD DOVE, Incest, son/mom incest, Leon POV, Halloween prank, slight violence lol, rimming, simp Leon lmao, begging, unprotected sex, creampie

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He has it all planned out; there’s no way he can mess it up, even if his excitement gets the better of him (as it sometimes does concerning you). 

You think he’s going out with some friends, a little Halloween party that’ll have him out of your hair. What you don’t know is Leon has snuck back into the house. 

He kept on the silly clown mask but shed most of his clothes, leaving him in his boxer. Creeping through the house, he makes his way to your room. The door’s partially cracked with light spilling out into the dark hallway; Leon sneaks into your room and shuts the door behind him. 

Your bed sheets are mussed but you’re nowhere to be seen. His eyes cut over to the bathroom door and that’s also partially open, the sound of a shower growing louder as he walks closer. He really couldn’t have timed this any better. 

Leon watches you for a bit, eyes greedily taking in your silhouette through the shower stall. Your thick curves make him hard, cock chubbing up in his boxers. The grip on the mask in his hand slackens, drawing his awareness back to it. He knows you won’t see this coming and it’s making him nearly vibrate with excitement. 

Slipping the mask over his face, he steps up to the shower stall and quickly slides open the door. A loud shriek makes his ears ring as you land a solid punch to his jaw. 

“Wait! Wait! Mom! It’s me, fucking—chill out!” 

He grabs your fist with one hand as he rips the mask off with the other. 

“What in the fuck, Leon?!” You yell at him, sagging back against the tiled wall, yanking your hand from his grip. 

“It’s just a prank,” he trails off, watching you scrub your face with your shaking hands. 

You laugh, totally void of humor, “Well congratulations, you got me.”

“I didn’t mean to scare you,” he softens his tone. “Honest, not like that at least.”

You look up at him, water misting across your body and distracting him. Leon lets his eyes follow the path water leaves on your body, taking in your wet tits and soft stomach. 

“I am sorry,” he flicks his gaze back up to your face. “Let me make it up to you.”

You smile sardonically, “Mmhmm, I’ll bet you will.”

Ignoring your sarcasm, he slips off his boxers and pushes his way into the shower with you. It’s easy to manhandle you, even if his jaw’s a little sore from that right hook. With your back to him, he kneels behind you, groping your ass. 

“You’re so fucking hot,” he breathes out, nipping at your cheeks. “Let me eat your ass.”

He hears you take a deep breath.

“You’re so obsessed,” you laugh and he grins to himself. “Fine, I guess.”

Groaning, he dives in, tongue lapping at your rim as he spreads you open. The water drums against his back, wetting his hair as he loses himself to licking and kissing at your hole. He shifts one hand from your cheek to slide his middle and ring finger into your fat pussy. 

Moaning, he slides his tongue inside your ass the same time his grinds his fingers against the spongy spot at the front of your cunt. He listens as you gasp and mewl, both holes fluttering and clenching down on him. Leon settles down onto his knees more, mind humming in bliss as he eats you out. 

You’re so wet, your slick starts to drip down his wrist. He grunts and fucks his tongue in and out of your hole, spitting on your rim before pressing back into your ass.  His thumb starts to rub across your clit in time with his fingers and mouth. Eyes rolling back, his cock leaks precum as your moaning fills the shower. 

He loses himself into making you feel good; he’s felt you cum on his fingers twice but it’s not until his legs go numb that he finally pulls his mouth away, kissing your rim one final time. You turn back around and he whimpers to see your wet, swollen cunt. 

“Haven’t you been such a good boy?” your heavy lidded gaze stares down at him, making his cock bob and leak more. “Where do you wanna cum?”

“Pussy,” he blurts out. “Wanna cum in your pussy, mommy.”

You lower yourself down, sinking your soft hot pussy around his throbbing cock. His climax nearly knocks him over. He groans loudly, balls drawing up tight as he shoots his load deep in your cunt, tip pressed against your cervix. 

“Mommy, mommy, so good, mommy,” he drools, face pressing into your tits. 

“Such a sweet boy when you want to be,” you coo, petting his hair as he shudders underneath you. 

He pouts when you pull away, but he does need to stand before his legs get any worse. Leon lets you help pull him to his feet, watching as you wash yourself off. He steps in once the pins and needles in his feet are gone, helping you with the last of rinsing off. He quickly cleans himself before getting out of the shower stall to grab you both towels. 

You toe the clown mask where it’s lying in the floor. 

“Please get rid of that,” you frown over at him. 

“Will do,” he ducks his head, feeling sheepish. “Sorry again.”

You pat his cheek as you pass by to go into the bedroom. 

“You’re forgiven.”

[ao3-rex1223]

Real son Leon!

Day 15

Kink: Rimming

Pairing: Real son!Leon S. Kennedy x mom!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, incest, son/mom incest, Leon POV, Halloween prank, slight violence lol, rimming, simp Leon lmao, begging, unprotected sex, creampie

not proofread

He has it all planned out; there’s no way he can mess it up, even if his excitement gets the better of him (as it sometimes does concerning you). 

You think he’s going out with some friends, a little Halloween party that’ll have him out of your hair. What you don’t know is Leon has snuck back into the house. 

He kept on the silly clown mask but shed most of his clothes, leaving him in his boxer. Creeping through the house, he makes his way to your room. The door’s partially cracked with light spilling out into the dark hallway; Leon sneaks into your room and shuts the door behind him. 

Your bed sheets are mussed but you’re nowhere to be seen. His eyes cut over to the bathroom door and that’s also partially open, the sound of a shower growing louder as he walks closer. He really couldn’t have timed this any better. 

Leon watches you for a bit, eyes greedily taking in your silhouette through the shower stall. Your thick curves make him hard, cock chubbing up in his boxers. The grip on the mask in his hand slackens, drawing his awareness back to it. He knows you won’t see this coming and it’s making him nearly vibrate with excitement. 

Slipping the mask over his face, he steps up to the shower stall and quickly slides open the door. A loud shriek makes his ears ring as you land a solid punch to his jaw. 

“Wait! Wait! Mom! It’s me, fucking—chill out!” 

He grabs your fist with one hand as he rips the mask off with the other. 

“What in the fuck, Leon?!” You yell at him, sagging back against the tiled wall, yanking your hand from his grip. 

“It’s just a prank,” he trails off, watching you scrub your face with your shaking hands. 

You laugh, totally void of humor, “Well congratulations, you got me.”

“I didn’t mean to scare you,” he softens his tone. “Honest, not like that at least.”

You look up at him, water misting across your body and distracting him. Leon lets his eyes follow the path water leaves on your body, taking in your wet tits and soft stomach. 

“I am sorry,” he flicks his gaze back up to your face. “Let me make it up to you.”

You smile sardonically, “Mmhmm, I’ll bet you will.”

Ignoring your sarcasm, he slips off his boxers and pushes his way into the shower with you. It’s easy to manhandle you, even if his jaw’s a little sore from that right hook. With your back to him, he kneels behind you, groping your ass. 

“You’re so fucking hot,” he breathes out, nipping at your cheeks. “Let me eat your ass.”

He hears you take a deep breath.

“You’re so obsessed,” you laugh and he grins to himself. “Fine, I guess.”

Groaning, he dives in, tongue lapping at your rim as he spreads you open. The water drums against his back, wetting his hair as he loses himself to licking and kissing at your hole. He shifts one hand from your cheek to slide his middle and ring finger into your fat pussy. 

Moaning, he slides his tongue inside your ass the same time his grinds his fingers against the spongy spot at the front of your cunt. He listens as you gasp and mewl, both holes fluttering and clenching down on him. Leon settles down onto his knees more, mind humming in bliss as he eats you out. 

You’re so wet, your slick starts to drip down his wrist. He grunts and fucks his tongue in and out of your hole, spitting on your rim before pressing back into your ass.  His thumb starts to rub across your clit in time with his fingers and mouth. Eyes rolling back, his cock leaks precum as your moaning fills the shower. 

He loses himself into making you feel good; he’s felt you cum on his fingers twice but it’s not until his legs go numb that he finally pulls his mouth away, kissing your rim one final time. You turn back around and he whimpers to see your wet, swollen cunt. 

“Haven’t you been such a good boy?” your heavy lidded gaze stares down at him, making his cock bob and leak more. “Where do you wanna cum?”

“Pussy,” he blurts out. “Wanna cum in your pussy, mommy.”

You lower yourself down, sinking your soft hot pussy around his throbbing cock. His climax nearly knocks him over. He groans loudly, balls drawing up tight as he shoots his load deep in your cunt, tip pressed against your cervix. 

“Mommy, mommy, so good, mommy,” he drools, face pressing into your tits. 

“Such a sweet boy when you want to be,” you coo, petting his hair as he shudders underneath you. 

He pouts when you pull away, but he does need to stand before his legs get any worse. Leon lets you help pull him to his feet, watching as you wash yourself off. He steps in once the pins and needles in his feet are gone, helping you with the last of rinsing off. He quickly cleans himself before getting out of the shower stall to grab you both towels. 

You toe the clown mask where it’s lying in the floor. 

“Please get rid of that,” you frown over at him. 

“Will do,” he ducks his head, feeling sheepish. “Sorry again.”

You pat his cheek as you pass by to go into the bedroom. 

“You’re forgiven.”