#resident evil 4 x male reader

[ghosts-cant-sleep]

unrequited love with male reader having feelings for Leon but Leon has feelings for Ada

i've hoarded your name in my mouth for months

leon kennedy [re4] x male! reader warnings: yearnmaxxing, mc is awkwardly put into a pre-existing scene but its okay but the intention is for you to feel uncomfortable, i listened to a lot of kimya dawson while writing this. so. notes: anon you single handedly found every single trigger word in my brain, i owe you all my worldly belongings

fem dni

"Who was she?" His voice scratched against his throat, creating an awkward, unpleasant sound, mouth dry and weak with lack of use. At this point, [Name] was just begging to have his feelings hurt.

But he couldn't keep his focus in check. Like a thirsty hound in sweltering heat, eyeing its bowl of water, Leon sat right across from him. Their desks shoved together, wires of their respective computers entangling themselves, stuffed in the space between them.

Leon's eyes are reluctant to meet [Name]'s, his chin rising before his gaze catches up. The warmth from the desklamp and the blinding blue light from his computer meet on the planes of Leon's face like a painting. They catch in his hair, casting it in it's hues as tousled locs fall over his brow, highlight the contours of his cheeks, deepen the creases beneath his eyes while his brows pinch together. He considers the question for a moment, pen stilling mid letter. "She...?"

[Name]'s pen anxiously rolls between his fingers, palms growing clammy, making his skin feel sticky. He wanted to take the question back as soon as his eyes met Leon's. He didn't mean it, he didnt really want to know, but the question had plaqued mind for weeks now. He didn't care how badly the answer would hurt him. He just needed an answer.

"Uhm, like that woman, I mean. The, uh, the one from Spain." Dread swells in his throat. He tries to clear it with a dry cough. His hands slip beneath the table in a way he hopes is casual, palms drying themselves against his jeans.

He pretends not to remember her name, like it'd make the truth easier to bear, like the sound of her name falling of Leon's tongue hadn't been rotting in the back of his mind since.

He can't even begin to comprehend where his mind had managed to twist all of this the entire time. It made him feel sick, embarrassed to even think about. Leon was his coworker at the least and a good friend at most. How can a single man manage to be that delusional? Twisting every little meaningless moment into a sign, a glimmer of hope for whatever deluded rom-com he thought this was.

But god, he really swore sometime that he could feel it-- really feel it.

During late nights just like this, catching up on whatever boring bureaucratic paperwork their missions came with, alone in a dimly lit office, muttering to each other like every word that left their tounge was some grave secret, leaning over desks, smiling like fools, nearly nose to nose.

"Oh."

Spain wasn't a mission either regarded fondly. They never spoke on it, not to anyone, not even to each other. Grotesque bodies twisted into horrid creatures better left to the imagination had burned itself into their brains. There was a unique sort of fear it'd conjured up in the pits of his stomach. That feeling came back every so often, waking him in a cold sweat, a shriek of fear catching in his throat as he meets his empty, desolate bedroom. It was a shit show.

"I mean, you don't have to like, tell me or anything-- I'm sorry for asking, it's not my place, I was just... I don't know."

Nauseating notions of love and affection had been harbored behind [Name]'s ribs. The lines of want and need blurred indefinitely whenever his eyes settled on Leon, whether it be the lines of his back as he moved, or the small grin he tried to force back to keep up whatever dorky 'cool guy shtick' he thought people fell for.

The impulse to let his thoughts be known, to scream and shout, to hum them through through a shakey melody, to sob them out into Leon's lap, grew stronger and stronger whenever [Name] felt the heat of Leon's body against his own. Fingers brushing together in a breath of a touch, bumping against each other as they walked, crammed together into whatever impossibly inconvenient vehicle they had at their disposal; knees knocking together, shoulders squished, broad back against chest.

And he nearly did let it all out. They'd been through many near death experiences together, yet this one was the breaking point. This one was the one that scared [Name] down to his bone.

Humid air and muggy water clung thick to his skin, sweat and lake dripping down the bridge of his nose as his hands clutched at the soggy fabric of Leon's shirt. His hair was dripping wet, a few shades darker, put cold as his head fell into [Name]'s lap. Blood violently hacked out seeped into the cracks of the blond's lips.

The boat they resided in swayed and rocked despite the earrie stillness of the water. Blood floated in clouds suspended in the water, surrounding them.

He'd dragged Leon's dead weight out of the flooding boat onto the rickety wooden platforms of the boathouse. The stentch of old, rotting fish surrounded them, yet most suffocatingly, the fear of what Leon was even going through, what he'd failed to let him in on.

[Name]'s hands stayed on Leon. An innocent hand on his chest, making sure it rises and falls, a gentle touch against the thin skin of his neck, a finger hovering over his top lip, feeling the shallow breath hit his skin.

And just like that, the second Leon came to, gasping for breath as his body lurched forward, was the same second [Name]'s mind decided it wouldn't do to hoard that aching yearn that rested heavy in his chest, like it was eating him from the inside out.

"It's fine," his tone feigns indifference, waving off [Name]'s uncertain blabbering with a wave of his hand, silencing him then and there like a well trained dog. His gaze leaves [Name] and settles back on the papers, but his pen doesn't move. "She's just a merc. Met her a few years back."

[Name] hums, fingers fiddling with the folds of his jeans stretched across his lap. He nods, teeth sinking into his bottom lip so hard he almost draws blood. He was better than this. He was more mature than this. He wasn't still some lovesick school boy fixing to throw a fit. Right?

"Yeah, that makes sense." He sounds smaller now. "I dunno, I guess I just thought the two of you were close. Guess I was wrong...?"

"Hm."

Whatever 'plan' he had conceived while trudging their way through that village, letting it furthe waste away behind thick forest had died shortly thereafter. When he saw her.

In a castle acquainted midway between opulence and decay. It stood out in comparison to whatever humble community used to reside on the other side of its stone walls, one built from rudimentary inventions, or brick and wood, of community, of labor. The castles corridors were filled with death, twisting labyrinths covered in marble and gold.

There was a dread that followed him like out of time footsteps as his feet hit the cracked floors beneath him. He tried desperately to ignore it, but it hung over his head like an omen.

It was one he should've paid more attention to, one he shouldn't have pushed to the back of his attention-- focusing instead of the suits of armor that towered over him, on the distant sounds of metal squeaking against itself, on Leon.

In spite of it all, of failure risked at every turn available, of the thick smell of dust and cobwebs, of creaking floorboards, his heart sunk only whe his eyes settled on her.

"You can stop right there, Leon." The lul of her voice was cold, almost bored, but there was a playful fondness settled in her throat.

She was gorgeous. He hated it.

A red knit dress hugged the curves of her form, its ridges following down the line of her body, sleaves following through the elegant length of her arm, stopping just where her hand met her gun.

The leather of her glove squeaked as he grip tightened, the cold barrel brushing against the fabric of Leon's shirt as she stepped closer-- a warning, a tease.

"Wouldn't make me use this, would you?" The heel of her boots clicked against the hardwood. Her hair laid effortlessly perfect, brushing against the base of her neck. It looked soft, framing her face, skin dewy, and flushed. The depths of her eyes, dark and brooding, held Leon in place without even having to face her. the candles, flame flickering against her form, made her glow.

[Name] was offered no more than a glance. He stood there, frozen, foolishly more perturbed by the familiarity held in her voice than the gun she wielded. He was no threat to her. Wide-eyed, dejected puppy dog look he gave her was evidence enough.

Leon's eyes fluttered at the sound of her voice, a deep breath sucked in between his teeth, like he hadn't been able to breathe before he heard her voice-- or maybe it was her perfume in the air. The corners of his lips twitch, teasing a grin. "Well, after six years, that's a hell of a greeting, Ada."

Leon hissed out her name like he'd rather be rid of it, but it was an obvious farce. [Name] had grown to know very well the same lilt of fondness and longing that very clearly had wrapped their stubborn hands around Leon's neck. It was obvious, even in the tiniest ways.

It made him feel sick. He just stood there and watched, lips parted like he'd ever had something useful to say in the first place. He watched like an idiot while these two... Hell, he didn't even know.

It was utterly loathsome how well they fit together. When they spoke, when they moved, predicting every breath with practiced eased-- No, not even practiced, but something else, something worse, like second nature, like it was thoughtless. They just knew.

Each strike was just narrowly ducked beneath, leather squeeked beneath a calloused grip, a hand closing around her thin wrist, pulling her close, and empty threat of a blade against her neck, the same way her finger hadn't once grazed the trigger.

"Try using knives next time." Something about Leon's hand on her nearly set [Name] off right where he stood. Ot was firm but far from harsh or cruel. It was savoring, reverent, relieving to have her skin against his, even just like this.

"Not a bad move." A grin ghosts her features. Try as she might to fight it off, it settles beneath her skin, eyes crinkling, and [Name]'s sure her pulse beneagh his hand quickens the same way his always did. "Very smooth."

"So who are you working for this time?" Even Leon's own voice carries the weight of desire. Desire not like how [Name] yearned day and night, but like light tease, like flirty smiles, like foreplay.

"Oh, Leon," his name drips of her tongue like a poem, pain and reluctant covertness and heat all heard in the breath she sighed out. Her head lulls to the side, blinking in his gaze like a cat. The look they shared more than made up for what they'd lost in the six years, whatever the hell that was even supposed to mean. "You know I don't work and tell."

Everything else feels fuzzy.

At that moment, he felt as though the castle walls were crumbling in on him, burying him beneagh rubble and dust, the ground ready to fall beneath his feat and swallow him into the earth. He wished it did.

Something about that woman was easy to get suck in someone's head. Her voice, ao soft, so painfully sensual, striking down the center of his brain like ear bleeding static he wished would stop.

Even his own gaze couldn't stop from following her form out the window, her eyes meeting his in a fleeting glace of pity. Fucking pitty.

Was he really that obvious? How desperate he wanted Leon? Hell, how desperately he wanted to be her, just in that very second? Maybe, just maybe, if he were a girl just half as pretty as her, if he had her confidence, her shiny black hair, that voice, if he were here, then maybe Leon would want him back.

He feels like a child as he keeps a lump stuck down in his throat. It's almost painful. He doesn't trust himself to not speak, for his voice to stay steady, for his desperation to not make Itself known.

His jaw clenches as his teeth grind together. Neither of them deserved the senseless anger that reared it's ugly head inside his gut, but anger was easier to feel that disappointed. He braves himself a glance towards Leon.

Leon, who without a word, picks up his discarded gun off the floor, like nothing had even happened. Whose gaze first settles on the empty window, its framed panes swinging in the breeze, the [Name]'s, and there's nothing when they finally lock.

Quick as that, the realization dawns on him. All those late nights they spent together, hours stretching into the early morning were just work, all glances were just eyes aimlessly wondering in a need to cure boredom, touches, fingers brushing, shoulders knocking, all just mistakes, all fleeting moments were just that. Fleeting moments, not meant to extend past that brief second. They meant nothing.

Whatever sappy speech he'd prepared was stuffed back down his throat. He'd sooner die than hurt himself by entertaining the idea of him and Leon, so he clutched at his chest, feeling everything writhe beneath his skin, desperate, yearning, wanting. They clugged up his lungs, swollowed back like thick tar as they crept up his throat. He'd either suffer or allow them to die behind his mouth, drowning to silence himself, letting it weigh his body down further into the ground.

He couldn't help but be relieved for all the wrong sorts of reasons when that damned island finally went up in flames. It warmed the cast sea surrounding them now, at just the safe distance from the destruction.

That sluggish mess in his chest swelled and bubbled and screamed as he saw Leon. His hair caught the glow of the rising sun stretching its rays out behind the horizon , the water reflecting back in the grayish hues of his eyes, the sleep that pulled heavy at his lids, the bags beneath them, that reluctant look of relief. A tired grin played at his features, crooked teeth peaking out behind a crumpled smile.

Leon similarly peered over his shoulder, right back at [Name] and just... Looked.

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Leon quietly treaded into the dimly lit room.

His worn combat boots squelching against the wet tiles.

The flickering glow of ember torches following him.

The overcasting shadows warped on the stone brick walls as he stalked through the castle.

It was eerily quiet, an unsettling contrast to the neediness of battles and monstrous roars he typically encountered.

Leon was just an avatar.

A collection of code.

He’d known for a while now that his world wasn't quite real.

Until he felt it.

A pull.

Directing his every move.

A invisible force dragging him around like a obedient dog.

He could feel your presence..

This was a new kind of nightmare for Leon… Or more like.. daydream?

Leon has faced his fair share of horrors, since his days as a young rookie cop..

But this..

This was much more..

Different~

God he loved the feeling~

It was euphoric even..

The touch of your fingertips on the keyboard was like a whisper to his lifeline.

Fuck.. he felt his blood running down to his v line.

A throbbing sensation accompanying it. 

Only bitting his lip while treading deeper into the dim lit throne room of the castle.

Thankfully his cargos were bagged enough to hide his growing erection.

But something about this world.

About your warm embrace that surrounded him made him want oh so much more..

“Such a tease” he said lightly.

Only hearing you hum through the monitor. 

Your fingers on the keyboard gently guiding him further into the estate.

Such a fucking tease..

He couldn’t stop his own thoughts..

Like a fucking horny teen..

God..

He thought while his imagination blossomed with a lustful enthusiasm ravaging him fully.

Thinking about having you cutely on your knees.

Being such a good baby, hair tied back (or not).

As he thought of your hands raking his chiseled abs.

Coming to a halt at his v line 

His cock hard from your warm touch.

While you unbuckled his belt with ease.

Fingers nimble as you unbuttoned his cargos.

Leon's breath hitched at the thought of your hands on his zipp-

Keep it together.. he thought..

He was already hooked..

He hated it with a passion.

Hated that you made him feel this way.

Hated how his cock was twitching, begging to be free for your warmth to envelop him, to be he all around him.

Hated he couldnt see you, touch you..

Feel you..

He yearned for more than this one-sided situationship.

Weeks past, like minutes.

His mission nearly completed

But something about this world…

About you.

Just kept him tethered to it.

This filthy world he’s trapped in.

To be eternally be doomed to relive the pain of the Las Plagas.

To eternally yearn for a soul who he will never meet.

Everything was so frustrating.

And so fucking confusing.

Why are you doing this to him.

Why?!

He’s been through enough.

Day by day leon was feeling worse then before. His head pounding.

his organs swirling.

The heat unbearable, tearing at him.

His canines turning sharp.

His god given physique, littered with black veins.

Pulsing and throbbing.

His crystal sea blue eyes turned crimson.

Through the pain Leon still yearned for you.

When all hope was thought to be lost for Leon.

When Leon was taking his final breaths.

He was going to succumb to the las plagas.

The angel that Leon always thought you were,

Saved him!!

More like ashl-

This just gave him his 1000th reason to love you!!

Now he owe’s you his life!

Permanently

You own him.

Oh he’ll be the best partner.. Forever

The best boyfriend..

Best husband, Nd’best father

You would like that!!

W̴͔̏̕ō̵̝̭͙̊ų̷͕̙͚͖̲̱̐̒̀̆̎̈͜l̶̘̫͚͎̟̙̺̼̦͈̋̽̔d̶͇͆̓̂̆͌͛͠n̸͉̠̘̲̼̼̩͗͒̕͝͝’ţ̸̛̞̒̑̌́̄̽̀͝ y̶̡͕̮͇͖͕̮̳̲̓ō̵̝̭͙̊ų̷͕̙͚͖̲̱̐̒̀̆̎̈͜..

Let him fill you up with his seed huh?, make you all cute and round with his baby

You had to at least like him?!?

R̶̨̨̖̬̹̥̜̠͎̺̍͐̂Į̴̧̝͔͍͖͇̹̗̅͆̈́̈́̒̕G̶̢̨̖͚̜̺̭̥̭͓̾̒̃̃̈̏͋͝H̸̪͊̒T̷̢̧͎̤̗͙̜͓̽͊ͅͅ…

you saved his life.

H̸̪͊̒E̵̪͐̌̕ͅ L̸̼̞̰͘O̸̜͉̹̳̎͒̎̄͘͘͝Ṽ̴̮̻̼̙̋͐̿̋̌̇̊E̵̪͐̌̕ͅŞ̸̜̦̦̦̓́̐̈́͆̅̇̚ Y̸̢̨̭̟͍̫͉͊O̸̜͉̹̳̎͒̎̄͘͘͝Ù̸̺̓̀̓͒͑!

What you have done for him is unforgettable.

he thought this was just a small crush obsession.. but oh no..

This is much worse now.

you should’ve never played this game.

Everyday was a challenge for your pc now.

The glitches growing more frequent.

The slip ups more common..

Things leon were saying were more.. out of character.

He longed to break free from his virtual prison.

To meet the person who held his heart in their tender hands.

His darling, he would protect at all costs.

At all costs..

After hours of intense gameplay and streaming.

You stretched and yawned in your gaming chair.

Your eyes lidded and heavy with the exhaustion of the day.

"Alright, Leon," you murmured groggly.

"Time for bed. I'll see you tomorrow.".

You said in a calm tone still not fully aware on how deep leon has fallen for you.

You didnt even know he liked- no loved you.

Just blaming the things he said as glitched quotes that the mods forgot to take out of your game.

You did get it awfully cheap-

Shaking the thought you power down your warm pc, its fan finally slowing down.

Leon watched from inside of the game as you powered down your PC,

The screen going dark, leaving him in a silent, cold void of the game's code.

Leon felt an unbearable emptiness settling in.

Desperation clawed at him, he couldn't let you go

Not for a second

The resident evil logo beaming into the reflection of leons icy blue eyes.

But something had changed.

The boundaries of his digital prison had grown more fragile.

Whether it was through your persistent involvement of the game or his growing self-awareness.

More like hacking..

He felt the restraining weakening like a paper thin barrier just waiting to be torn apart.

This is his moment.

As you fell into your bed, your room lit only by the slivers of moonlight streaming in through the curtains.

You dose off into a cozy deep slumber like always.

Leon decided it was time.

With a force of will that defied the logic and science.

He pushed against the screen,

The boundary simmering away before him, collapsing entirely.

He emerged from the digital vortex.

Worn blooded boots stepped into your dimly lit room.

With ease sinking to the ground, landing on his feet without issue.

He approached your bed, watching your peaceful expression.

The moons glow shining down on you.

God your were stunning, your voice was too m’gonna take good care of you darling He thought.

Leon extended a hand, breaking through the final worry he wasn’t real as he gently touched your face.

Swiping away some messy strands of hair.

Piercing E/C eyes flickered open, groggy and disoriented.

You stared in utter disbelief at the man standing before you,

His body shielding most of the moon under-glow.

Fuck he looks hot.. Y/N WHAT THE FUCK, he’s an intruder!!

You mentally berate for checking him out lightly, while still staring at the man before you.

He looks very familiar..

Clad in tactical gear, the signature fringe of his hair casting shadows over his striking familiar blue eyes.

L-Leon..

You thought confused, while Leon looked at you, eyes dazed with admiration and intoxicating love.

With the tenderness of someone touching a fragile doll, he scooped you up into his arms.

Your body still limp from sleep while the dramatic shift occurred.

Still letting out a light yelp as he held you.

"Please, don't be afraid," Leon begged, his voice trembling with emotion.

"I just want to be with you, to thank you for all that you've done for me. I can't bear the thought of being alone in that game any longer."

You just stared at Leon in disbelief, heart pounding in your chest.

He squeezed tighter nuzzling into you more.

"I'm so happy you're here, I missed you so much~”

The last part he said, had a disturbing ring to it.

Sending chills down your spine. Staring up at him.

Seeing his lovesick lidded diamond blue eyes.

He had finally found his way to be with you, and he wasn't going to let you go.

Never

Never

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Looks like your in for a treat :33

AN - HAYYY I ACTUALLY REALLY LIKED MAKING THIS, MAKING IT MORE REAL 😭😭

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Bottom! Leon S. Kennedy x Top! Male Reader

Summary: Leon had been caught off guard and got hurt in the process. Running out of supplies, you come across the merchant who offers a questionable solution which you take, in an effort to help Leon. Later on, he notices something rather wet staining his shirt. Coming from his nipples.

words: 2.3k

warnings: male lactation, praising, frottage, hand jobs

Heavy footsteps echoed behind you as you frantically scanned the area for any temporary shelter. Your eyes landed on a dilapidated home in the near distance that looked good enough to barricade. Determination set across your face, you adjusted your hold on the blonde man next to your waist and rushed forwards, until a familiar gravely voice rang out to you.

“Hey there stranger, got a couple of goodies in stock. C’mere and take a look” the shadowy man called, signaling over to his makeshift booth.

“Now’s not the time, I’ll come back later if I can. There’s a whole swarm behind me, I suggest that you leave.” You warned, sounds of angry grumbling and footsteps slowly approaching. The man laughed and opened up his trench coat, revealing a series of ammo, guns, bombs, and a mysterious red liquid vial.

“C’mon now, how do ya expect to protect the lad on yer shoulder if ya ain’t got the gear or the fixing’s?” The merchant asked, eyeing the unconscious blonde man whose breathing turned ragged, quiet groans slipping out. Your mind started racing as you recalled your dwindling supply of herbs and the last few shots that were left in your gun, firing so many at the villagers behind that just seemed never ending.

The merchant sensing your conflict chirped up “Since you’ve been a rather generous paying customer, I’ll give this to yer for free,” grabbing the small red vial from his pocket into the air for you to take. You eyed it suspiciously as he had never had this in stock during your sudden run-ins with each other and asked for a description.

“It’s an experimental drug of mine that I’ve been whiffing up, guaranteed to heal major wounds. It ain’t gonna kill ya if that’s whatcha worried about, heheh.” You eyed it some more before, a loud whine came from your side. As the man began jerking in pain, holding onto his side with a piece of cloth, a slight hint of blood shining. Earlier, he had made the mistake of letting his guard down at an old villager that jabbed a pitchfork at him, you axed the grandma in the head for that. Pocketing the vial, you threw out a handful of Pesetas, pointing at some ammo and few grenades since no herbs were available.

The merchant happily gave them out to you, scooping up the money before nodding at you. “Pleasure doing business stranger, wish yer all the best.” Disappearing into the woods soon after, forging for supplies to sell at the next encounter. You readjust your hold and resumed a fast pace to the for-mentioned home.

Reaching at the entrance, you swung it open and scanned around the room. It was a bit shabby, but so were all the homes in this insane village. The floors were slightly cracked along with walls, there were a few pieces of furniture that still seemed functional and a decent looking bed sat in the corner. Dropping him off at the bed, you went to the side of the door and grabbed the wardrobe, pushing it in-front of the door. You closed the window next to the bed using a piece of wood on the floor, hammering it shut with some nails. Though you were tempted to light the furnace for some heat, it would draw unwanted attention which was the last thing you wanted right now.

Soft groaning could be heard from the bed at your side as you put down the hammer on a dresser, rushing to the man’s side. Leon’s face was scrunched up in pain from the stab wound, still slowly leaking blood. You lifted his head into your arms, gently shushing him and dug your hands into your pocket for the vial. “Hey, it’s alright Leon, I’ve got you okay? Just hang on for me love.” You bit at the cork sealing the vial - spitting it in some corner and brought it to Leon’s mouth. “Open up darling, this will help the pain… I hope” You whispered, tilting it up as the liquid creeped into his mouth.

The taste wasn’t ideal, but it held a soft cherry taste with a bit of a burn which led to a heaved cough. “You did good Leon, always good for me” You praised, caressing the side of his face watching as his complexion became better thanks to the drug, noting to give a nice tip for the merchant later.

You moved to the wall facing the bed and rearranged your positions with his chest in your lap, head cradled in your arms. You stilled, hearing the sounds of multiple footsteps outside the boarded window, torch light creeping at the corners. The villagers growled and lingered around the house before taking off at the sound of a distant noise, yelling along the way.

Letting out a relaxed breath that you didn’t realize you were holding, glanced down at the man in your arms and ran your hand in his hair. “I won’t let them near you, so take a nice nap for me.” You whispered, kissing the top of his head. Leon cuddled closer to you, breathing finally stabilized and the wound seemingly disappeared. You smiled and drummed your fingers on his chest, keeping watch over the sleeping man.

Sometime later, Leon groggily woke up with a slight hint of red dusting his cheeks. “Ugh, I feel like I was stabbed by something.” He grumbled, rubbing his hand on his head. You chuckled, lifting his head up to peck his lips, “That’s cause you were, got a free drug thing from the merchant while we were coming here.”

Leon gave you an incredulous look.

“You gave me some random drug from the merchant? Much less free?”

You nervously smiled, playing with a curl in his hair, “He said it wouldn’t kill you, plus there isn’t enough herbs that could’ve helped.” Leon raised his head slightly, squinting at your face as you continued, “On the bright side it worked didn’t it?”

He sighed, falling back to your arms and closed his eyes. “Is there also a reason why my chest is wet?” he muttered, turning to face you. A confused look crossed your face as you looked down at the wet spots donning his shirt around the nipples. “Well he did say it was experimental…” You muttered, lifting a hand to squeeze the pec. A low moan escaped from Leon, slapping a hand on his mouth before batting your hand away.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” He hissed, more liquid staining his shirt.

“Examining your chest, now if you would kindly cooperate with me agent” You said, tugging at the straps for him to help remove. Leon reluctantly sits up to straddle your thighs and removes the holster, tugging up at his shirt to reveal two puffy nipples that dripped with white substance and a much rounder chest than usual. Grinning at the embarrassed look he gave you. “The assessment won’t take long now, be good until then.”

Leon quietly grumbled as you moved closer to his chest, grabbing at his pec once again — giving it a good squeeze. Leon let out a choked moan at the action and unknowingly pressed his chest closer to your palm. The sounds he made as you gently massaged the right swollen pec went straight to your dick which made you even more curious…

You latched onto his left nipple and sucked, relishing at the savory taste that flowed in your mouth, letting out a pleased groan. Sensing slight relief from his chest, he whined and locked his fingers in your hair - pulling you closer before feeling your hard dick against his own.

“You- you’re enjoying this” He said, face flushed.

You released the puffy nipple with a soft pop, flicking your tongue to catch any remaining drops. Grinning up at him.

“We’ve gotta make the best out of this situation and I’m willing to take the fall” You said, licking your lips. “Besides, you seem to be enjoying this just as much as me.” Leon, embarrassed, looks away before straightening his back and jutting out his chest. “Then hurry up… don’t just stare, do something.” He refused to admit that he found you feeding from him rather hot and boner inducing, as the grip on your hair got tighter. The thought of you fucking him while suckling milk from his teats spurring him on, whimpering at the the idea.

“With pleasure, love.” You chuckled, leaning in to resume your suckling at the nub, flavor bursting in your mouth. Leon threw his head back moaning, rolling his hips against yours, cock straining painfully in his pants. You could feel your head getting fuzzy, switching to the right nipple when you couldn’t suckle anymore milk while returning the man’s eager grinding with your own rocking.

The taste was absolutely heavenly and you could definitely get addicted to the taste, perhaps already so as you pulled more into your mouth, cock leaking in your pants. Leon whines were a mixture of relief and want, begging for more friction.

“Please, I-I need more, fuck please touch me,” He begged, humping helplessly on your crotch.

You dug your hands into his pants blindly going as you refused to leave his chest, fumbling to unbuckle his belt. Slipping a hand passed his underwear, pulling it down to free his leaking cock, doing the same for your own matching prick. Bringing them together with one hand, you set a rather fast pace — using the pre cum as lube.

Leon sobbed at the feeling, squirming as he could feel himself nearing his orgasm. Your hold on hips got stronger, thrusting faster and more slippery as you neared yourself as well. There were a few drops of milk left that you savored, swirling your tongue around the bud hoping to ease more out, releasing the sensitive areola when you couldn’t pull anymore.

You settled for kissing and marking his chest, focusing on drawing out more noises from the blonde. Who whined, tears prickling in the corner of his eyes. “More, ah- I’m close.. mhpm, please keep going.” He cried, losing himself more in the pleasure. You moved from his chest to his neck, trailing up to his jaw before attacking his lips, devouring his moans.

He could taste himself in your mouth, finding it odd, but it didn’t stop him from fucking your hand more. You felt yourself nearing eruption and wrapped your hand tighter, moving to whisper into his ear, “My good boy, waiting for me. You can cum love.”

Leon let out a broken moan, spilling into your hand and onto his torso, cock twitching as he lightly humped your hand. You followed soon after, mixing your release with his — cum trailing down your hand. Chest heaving, Leon draped himself over you, head resting at your shoulder. You kissed his nape as you wiped the cum on the sheets, tucking yourself and him back in your pants.

Running circles on his back, waiting for his breathing to stabilize before speaking. “We have to keep moving, love. They’ll be back with possibly more.”

Leon sighed, nuzzling your neck before moving to stand, fixing his shirt and putting his holster back on. “Well let’s get moving then, the sooner the better I guess,” he grumbled.

You followed after him, wrapping your arms around his waist and kissing the back of his neck as a silent apology. He turned to kiss you properly before breaking and going to push the wardrobe blocking the door.

Carefully making your way outside, you traversed through the village and onto a beaten down log path in the woods. Coming up to the entrance of a desolate church, killing a few villagers as you made your way further in. In the distance there was a fickle purple flame that grew brighter as you got closer.

“‘Ello strangers, good to see ya.” The merchant greeted, eyeing the now conscious blonde. “Glad to see you’re still kicking, last I seen ya, you were as sick as a dog. Good to see the puppy back at full health heheh.”

“Very funny, now do you want to do some business or not?” Leon rolled his eyes and scanned the items the merchant had in stock, purchasing a few before walking over to stand at the church door.

You walked up buying a few before dropping in low voice, one where Leon couldn’t hear you. “So uh, about that experimental drug of yours… got anymore in the back,” throwing some extra pesetas on the table. Though you couldn’t see it, the merchant grinned, understanding the implication and opened a hidden pocket with the same red vial from before.

“Do hope it meets your desires, stranger.” He chuckled, slipping it into your hands as you stealthily tucked it in your pocket.

“Hey what’s the hold up?” Leon yelled, raising a brow at the both of you. The merchant let out a deep laugh before waving him away. You nodded at him before walking over to Leon, patting his shoulder.

“Let’s go in, wouldn’t want to miss out on any action” You purred, leaving a puzzled Leon who trudged behind you.

“What did you buy?”

“Oh nothing really, just a little treat was all.”

“Yeah that’s totally not something to be worried about at all.”

“Haha, don’t worry about it love, you’ll love it. Trust me.”

Leon blushed and bit his lip, guessing what it may be and definitely tried not to think about it again. You grinned watching the blonde in the corner of your eye, playing with the vial in your pocket. You couldn’t wait to give it to him.

a/n: hey y'all, finally dropped the leon fic (yippie). hope y'all enjoyed this one, kinda proud of this one honestly and gyaatt damn, have y'all have been sweet to me with all the praises for my last miguel o'hara fic. got some more on that cooking, i see your requests and it got me giggling and kickin feeties n' shit. working on those after this, got a structure down on that. also i'm in the process of making a masterlist for y'all to easily go through my stuff, i never thought i would write as much as i do, but it's been real fun. i will say that after like 4 more drops (requests included), i'm gonna take a short break. anyways that's all for now.

up next: miguel wears a collar with a bell and you fuck him???. whatttt. teehee.

[niki-phoria]

폭풍처럼, you're my favorite / 후회 없이, baby

pairing: leon kennedy x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 845

notes: randomly had an idea for a leon fic so here you go, set in the re4 castle, debated using a gif but i think i like the header more tbh, don't expect re fics regularly lol, not proofread !! pls forgive any mistakes <33, title from nct 127 - favorite (vampire)

you swat a cobweb out of your face, grimacing at the sticky feeling that lingers against your skin. the warm light from your flashlight occasionally flickers, making you curse beneath your breath. “it’s so dusty in here,” you murmur as you shine the light across the room.

straws of hay crunch beneath your feet as you begin to wander around. the wooden pillars leaning against the wall are beginning to rot, sagging beneath the weight of the stone floors they hold up. vines decorate the edges of the room - overgrown and unruly. you can faintly smell the natural ivy smell they emit. it’s admittedly a nice change from the usual earth and blood that lingers in the rest of the castle. 

LEON KENNEDY smiles, stifling a quiet laugh beneath his breath. your flashlights dance across the stones, fighting against the darkness of night. “it could be worse,” he says. his fingers twist around the hilt of his knife as he tucks it back into the small hoster on his waistband. the barrel of his gun taps against his thigh with each step, a sharp reminder of your mission. 

you hum, shoving your own gun back into your pocket. your pants are covered in patches of dirt and blood, staining the fabric. leon’s gaze lingers on a cut stretching against the back of your bicep, deep enough to leave a scar. 

his laces bounce against the sides of his boots as he takes a step closer. leon gingerly reaches up, tugging your arm closer to examine it. “you’re bleeding.” 

“oh,” you shift, turning to glance backwards at the wound. “i didn’t even notice.” 

leon gives you a resigned nod. adrenaline must have prevented you from feeling the injury. it was a common enough occurrence that you had both grown accustomed to giving and receiving stitches. 

“it’s not too deep,” leon concludes after a few minutes.  setting his flashlight aside, he rips some fabric from his shirt before you can protest. he mumbles a small apology at your wince as he ties it tightly around your bicep. “try to keep it clean for now.” 

you nod, thanking him with a soft smile. leon makes a note to search for some bandages later. for now, he’ll just have to hope that his shirt sleeve will be enough to protect the injury. 

setting your flashlight against the floor, you wander over to the least-dirty looking wall. a yawn escapes your lips before you can prevent it. leon follows after you, leaning back against the large stones. “tired?” he asks, stretching his legs out. his muscles ache at the feeling; his body silently thanks him for the break after running around all day long. 

“a little,” you sigh, pulling your knees up to your chest. you shuffle closer to him before leaning your head against his shoulder. he unconsciously stiffens at the contact before he sighs, smiling softly. “it’s been a long day.” 

wrapping his arms around you, he tugs you even closer until your body is resting against his chest. “get some rest,” leon murmurs. his voice is raspy when he whispers; his breath ghosts against your skin. glove-clad hands meet your own when he reaches out, intertwining your fingers together. “i’ll keep watch for a while.” 

“what about you?” you whisper lazily. the darkness seems all consuming. you blink harshly, fighting against your body’s natural urge to succumb to the need for rest. 

leon chuckles. the sound reverberates around the room, instantly easing some of your nerves. he gives your hand a reassuring squeeze. “you worry too much,” he teases. 

“of course i do.” leon pauses. his gaze wanders to the stone walls surrounding you. cracks run through the stones like spiderwebs. they look like they’re falling apart - as if a breeze too harsh will cause the entire castle to crumble into dust. a layer of grime has settled deep into the cracks. the consequences of not being cared for, he supposes.

moonlight shines in through the gaps between the bricks, illuminating the stray dust particles floating throughout the room. you shift slightly in his arms, breaking him out of his daze. you tilt your head to look up at him. “i’ll be okay,” he finally says. his voice is so full of sincerity that it makes your heart skip a beat. “i just want to protect you. i won’t stay up long.”

you smile softly. even in the dim light, with bloody hands and messy hair, you never fail to make him nervous. you shift just enough to hold your pinky finger out. “you promise?”

leon laughs. a soft, genuine laugh. heat floods his face, tinting the tips of his ears an embarrassingly deep pink. he sends a silent thanks to the universe that the darkness is concealing his blush before he intertwines his finger with yours. “i promise.” 

satisfied, you take a deep breath, finally allowing your eyes to flutter shut. he traces miscellaneous shapes against your skin; the steady rhythm of his heartbeat slowly lulls you to sleep, safe in leon’s arms. safe, for now.

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[chosokamolvr]

cheap plastic

leon kennedy x ftm reader

- nsfw under the cut

leon's moans and whimpers sounded throughout the room as [name] pounded him from behind. skin slapping, squelching and everything else just echoed off of the walls.

"fuck.." [name] mumbled, keeping a grip on leon's hair. "can't believe you're whining this much over some cheap plastic.." the male chuckled, keeping a steady pace with his thrusts.

it was leon's idea in the first place. he suggested to [name] that they should try using a strap on. of course, [name] agreed. he just couldn't wait to see how pathetic leon looked getting fucked by his (plastic) dick.

[name] continued to thrust, the movement of his hips gradually becoming harsher and faster. leon was tearing up into the pillows underneath him, his dick red and sore as he felt close to cumming.

"i can't imagine how you'll be when i get bottom surgery.." [name] huffs, panting heavily as he kept thrusting into leon's tight hole. "you'll probably be 10 times worse.." [name] chuckled.

leon couldn't reply. the poor man just moaned into the pillows even more, his drool and tears coating them entirely. he loved what [name] was doing to him, even if he couldn't say it verbally right now. all he could do was take what [name] was giving to him.

a loud smack was then heard throughout the room. "you're such a slut. such a dumb slut for this plastic dick aren't you?" [name] scoffed, a smirk on his lips as he gives leon another smack on the ass. "can't even reply to what i'm saying because this plastic has made you so dumb, hasn't it?" [name] cooed, tightly holding onto leon's hair.

[name]'s thrusts started to slow down and get less rougher. he was still hitting leon's prostate, wanting his boyfriend to cum soon. all of [name]'s movements were planned just to make leon feel pleasure and to make him cum.

"you're gonna cum, aren't you?" [name] leaned down to whisper in leon's ear. leon just whined and he nodded, not knowing what else to do or say.

[name] smirked and one of his hands trailed down to leon's cock. he teased the tip, running a finger through leon's slit. heavy amounts of precum had already fallen down leon's dick and onto the bedsheets. it was a sight.

"go ahead, slut. cum for me." [name] hummed, stroking leon's cock as he continued to thrust and grind the strap on against leon's prostate.

leon mewled and his back arched. all of his senses were going into overdrive. [name] stroking his dick, fucking him from behind and hitting his prostate over and over? it was all too much for leon.

leon shut his eyes and he finally came with a loud moan. it was sure to alert the neighbour's and possibly wake them up. but, that was a problem for the morning to deal with.

[name] smiled and he removed the strap on from leon's hole, halting his thrusts all together. [name]'s hand was now covered in leon's cum as he let go of leon's hair.

leon turned around on the bed. he was panting heavily and his heart was racing. he looked at [name] with teary eyes, looking fucked out like the slut he was.

the other male smirked and he brought his hand up to leon's mouth. "go on, taste yourself." [name] said, almost mockingly. leon hesitantly let his tongue slip out of his mouth, taking a few licks of [name]'s hand.

[name] chuckled and he shook his head. "i can't believe you came from some cheap plastic so quickly.. no wonder why you suggested that i fuck you like this earlier." [name] laughed, pressing a kiss to leon's forehead. leon just huffed and he rolled his eyes at [name].

they were definitely going to do this again.

[mackjlee9]

Leon Kennedy x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

Warning; somnophilia, blowjob, riding, size kink, overstimulation.

Masterlist.

Resident Evil 4

Leon doesn't need to open his eyes to know it's still the middle of the night, he had been trying to fall asleep hours ago, but he was still restlessly turning around on the bed, a heavy arm wrapped loosely around his waist and a hot breath against the back of his neck. He couldn't take it anymore. He gives up.

He turns on his back and opens his eyes with his jaw clenched, he's tired, he's stressed, and very, very horny right now. And laying next to him, peacefully sleeping without a clue of his current state, was (M/n), his boyfriend. Leon looks at him, his lips slightly parted open, feeling his breathing against his face now, the light of the moon shines a bit through the blinds and he's able to see his torso as it rose with every steady breath, the sheets dropped over his hips, he was laying on his side and Leon lifted a hand to press against (M/n)'s shoulder, and just like that, he was now laying on his back too, still asleep.

Leon knew his boyfriend was quite the heavy sleeper, and this is something they previously discussed so... It was okay, right?

Because Leon could not control himself any longer.

The slightest move made his dick rub against the fabric of his short shorts, feeling it twitching and how he was leaking pre-cum already, making him feel so wet. He whined quietly as he rubbed his thighs together, reaching his hand up to his mouth and wrapping his lips around his fingers, licking them and sucking on them as he let out muffled moans.

His mind wandered to the memories of (M/n)'s fingers playing with his tongue, looming over him and observing him with adoration while Leon could only whimper and blink away the tears gathering in his blue eyes. Leon just loved whenever his boyfriend played with his body however he liked, it allowed him to let loose for once.

He pressed his thighs together as he took his fingers out of his mouth, a string of saliva connecting them to his lips, and with his free hand he moves the fabric of his shorts aside, pressing his fingertips against his twitching entrance, slowly pushing them in, not caring about the stinging pain he felt when he did so. He wanted more than just his fingers, and he wanted it now.

Not even a minute had passed when Leon got too impatient and pulled his fingers out with a grunt, shifting around the bed until he was on his knees, looking down at (M/n) who was still unaware of what was happening next to him.

Leon's eyes trailed down to his hips, removing the sheets and rubbing (M/n)'s dick over his shorts and underwear. He felt it growing under his hand, but it wasn't stimulating enough, so he pulled (M/n)'s bottom half clothes down until his hardening cock was freed. Leon swallowed as he wrapped his hand around it, his mouth salivating as he couldn't help but want to put it in his mouth and choke on (M/n)'s cock.

Taking a shaky breath in, Leon leaned down and slowly licked the tip, earning a soft sound from (M/n) yet he didn't wake up. He continued licking for a short while, until he felt brave enough to wrap his lips around the tip, swirling his tongue around it, using his hand to jerk off what he couldn't fit.

He used to be scared to give (M/n) a blowjob due to his size, but right now? He didn't give a fuck, he wanted (M/n)'s dick deep down his throat, making him gag and choke, he wanted to cry as he struggled to take every inch in.

Slowly, he started leaning down further, his eyes rolling back as he felt (M/n)'s dick reach his throat, releasing a groan as he grinded on the bed, needing some kind of friction on his oozing cock.

Leon heard a groan coming from (M/n), and he looked up, blinking his tears away as he observed the male frowning as his breathing picked up in pace.

"Leon..." He muttered while shifting his hips upwards, pushing his cock further down Leon's throat, causing him to gag, his hands gripping the bedsheets tightly as his thighs trembled.

He pulled away taking rapid breaths as he coughed as quietly as he could. Whining, Leon waited a few seconds until his thighs weren't shaking so much, feeling his cum dripping down the inner sides of them as he moved to straddle (M/n)'s hips, holding his throbbing cock in his hand and moving the fabric of his shorts slightly to the side.

Leon held his breath when he feels the tip pushing past his rim of muscles, biting his lips before swallowing hard and lowering his weight fully on (M/n). His mouth opens as he releases a choked moan, placing his hands on (M/n)'s abdomen to steady himself, remaining still as he gets used to the stretching inside him.

Whimpering in pain, Leon raises his hips and lowers them at an even, slow pace, and soon enough, the pain mixes with pleasure in his foggy mind, he can only think about cumming over and over again, having (M/n)'s thick cock filling him up, wetting his insides with his hot cum, marking him as his, only for him to use as he pleases.

His crying became louder as he desperately bounced, pulling on (M/n)'s tank top, whining, and mumbling to himself.

"More... m-more, fuck... please~," he closed his eyes tightly, leaning down until his chest pressed against (M/n)'s, "I n-need more, (M/n)... please, fuck me..."

Having woken up a few minutes ago, (M/n) opened his eyes and glanced down at Leon who was nuzzling against his chest, crying quietly while he continued moving his hips back and forth. Moving his hands, he gripped Leon's waist, making him flinch as he looked up in surprise.

"Sorry I kept you waiting, darling," before Leon could say anything in response, he felt his body being lifted slightly and brought down with force, his whole body tensed and trembled as his eyes opened wide, rolling into the back of his head as he released a loud, high-pitched moan of his boyfriend's name. "Hm~ you like that, don't you?"

Leon was just able to whine and nod frantically as he felt every inch of (M/n)'s throbbing cock deep inside him, his body going limp as he was being manhandled with ease as if he was a mere ragdoll, treated like nothing else but a fleshlight. And he loved every second of it.

Tears fell down his flushed face, and (M/n) wished there was more light in the room to be able to see every expression showing on his pretty face, how his light freckles became just a bit more noticeable than usual. Gritting his teeth, he sat on the bed, maintaining his tight grip on Leon's waist as he handled his shaking body.

"Damn, darling... It's gonna be a long day today," he held Leon still, making him gasp at the pressure he felt on his prostate, "I'm gonna fuck you full of my cum, and you're gonna take every drop of it."

Leon whimpered, wrapping his weak arms around (M/n)'s neck, "Yes~! I will ta-take it all... Keep m-moving, please..."

Chuckling quietly, (M/n) reached a hand up and held Leon's face, staring into his bright, glossy, and lust-filled eyes.

"You look so fucking adorable like this, puppy..." Leon showed (M/n) a small smile, he was in a daze, and (M/n) loved that, especially because he dropped the tough guy look to become an obedient little puppy.

Leon leaned closer and placed a sloppy, messy kiss on (M/n)'s lips, whining when he felt (M/n) pulling away to tease him.

"Don't do that~" he muttered tightening the hold of his arms around (M/n)'s shoulder, his fingers messing up his hair even more, "Let me kiss you," now he was pouting and there was nothing (M/n) could do other than let him.

"Alright, okay, didn't mean to tease you like that," he responded with a wide smile, causing Leon to smile too as they leaned in to kiss, "Hold on tight, baby," (M/n) said as he lowered his hands to hold Leon's hips instead, and the blond did as told, "I love you."

Being caught off guard, Leon giggled and kissed the tip of (M/n)'s nose, "I love you too~."

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(The ending is so cheesy what the heck 💀)

(Wanna write about Jake next but I have no ideas lol)

[yandere-daze]

Thank you everyone for the big support on the RE2 Leon post! I was honestly blown away by all the nice comments I got 🥺💕

And now I'm back for more ^^

Hope you enjoy!

gn reader

tw yandere, obsession, over-protectiveness, possessiveness, heavily implied murder, implied stalking, kidnapping, jealousy

General Yandere! RE4 Leon headcanons

Above all else, Yandere! RE4 Leon is very protective of you, the dearest person in his life. To a very unhealthy degree.

He has always been protective but a lot has changed since his first day as a rookie. Leon has seen a lot, he knows how truly horrifying and cruel the world can be. He knows what dangers lurk in the shadows, just waiting for an opportunity to strike and snatch away his beloved.

He doesn't want you to go through what he has. He wants you to be safe at all costs. He simply can't risk losing you, you're everything to him. You're what keeps him grounded, the one beacon of light in the darkness that threatens to consume him every day.

His many missions have broken him, Leon is not the same person he used to be and that too reflects in subtle changes in his yandere behaviour.

He remains very protective, insanely so, but it´s not quite in the same way as RE2 Leon was. He has become pretty jaded and that also translates to him being more merciless when it comes to shooting down anyone that could be perceived as a threat.

There´s no more slight hesitation before going through with killing someone and pulling the trigger, no deliberation, he won´t leave even a sliver of a chance of something hurting you and that extends to zombies, cultists, or rude strangers alike.

He still likes showing off in front of you, proving to you how capable and reliable he is, but he would rather avoid having you witness him getting rid of the latter ones.

He´s sure you won´t object to him getting rid of horrifying eldritch horrors but he fears your naivete won´t allow you to see the other dangers lurking right around the corner. People everywhere that are secretly out to hurt you. People that have bad intentions. People that try to get between the two of you.

He certainly won´t forgive that friend of yours that told you how "scary" Leon´s glare was whenever he looked at someone that wasn´t you. And isn´t it weird that he´s somehow always there whenever you´re in trouble? And they could have sworn they saw him standing outside your window back when you had your sleepover at your house...

Of course Leon couldn´t let this continue any longer. What if you started listening to them and tried to keep your distance? Leon couldn´t bear that. How is he supposed to make sure you´re safe if you won´t let him?

He knows he needs to do something about this so-called friend of yours. Maybe at first he will start "small" and simply start incriminating them for crimes they didn´t commit. It´s truly scary how little you know about your friends, right? Who would have thought that they would turn out to be a criminal?

Leon hopes that will be enough to make them stay away but if they´re particularly persistent... Well, he knows just how to deal with obstacles that are in his way. His position as a special agent gives him plenty of opportunities to make that person simply disappear from all records after mysteriously vanishing.

But don´t worry, Leon will be right by your side, holding you tight and mourning the loss of your friend right with you. It´s really so terrible what happened to them but at least you have him! And he won´t ever leave you.

Now of course, if you yourself were acting difficult, continuously getting yourself into danger, ignoring all of his advice ( don´t leave your house without him. always keep him updated on what you´re currently doing. never go on a date with a stranger..) or avoiding him in any way, Leon would feel forced to take some drastic measures to ensure that you´ll always remain safe and his alone.

While RE2 Leon would not have gone so far as to kidnap you, RE4 Leon absolutely would. It would not be his first choice but in this case, he feels like there is no other way. He would rather keep you locked up for the rest of your life than lose you. He just cannot bear ever having to live without you, now that he has found you.

You´re the only good thing in his life and he´ll be damned if he´ll let anything happen to you.

Of course he understands why you´re mad at him afterwards and it breaks his heart to see you upset with him, but he´ll suffer through it all in the hopes that you´ll one day understand why he had to do what he did.

He´s sure you will come around to him one day and then you´ll finally live the happy life he you both always wanted. In the meantime, he´ll treat you with gentle care ( well, as gentle as Leon can be. His displays of affection are still pretty awkward and stilted even though he tries very hard) and makes sure all your needs are met.

He´ll also let you get away with many things like screaming at him, ignoring him or backing away from his touch, as long as you don´t try to escape him. You may hate him at the moment, but at least nothing can get in here and hurt you while he´s constantly monitoring you.

Leon hopes that one day you´ll be able to move on from this and become a normal couple, but he doesn´t really mind having you all to himself with no prying eyes right now. He´s very possessive too and he´d just hate having to get rid of another stranger that looked at you a second too long for his tastes.

[colddelusionsheep]

I am watching a play through of the resident evil 4 remake, and all I can say is that Leon is just perfect yandere material.

He would be a Knight in shining armor to you. Just imagine how protective he would be after everything he has been through.

I feel like with all his quick one liners he would have so many cute nicknames for you. His favorite would be princess/prince.

And maybe him being infected would just worsen his tendencies. Maybe that want to worship would translate to you. With how dangerous he knows the world is, you can't blame him for wanting to lock up his goddess/god.

He will be the dragon guarding his sweet princess/prince in the tower, and no matter how you try you will never be able to climb down.

Here is where it gets spicy, so be warned( noncon/dubcon, overstimulation, oral, fingering, and bondage)

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And just think about how needy he would be. Your body would be the perfect reward for him. So just lay down and let him collect his reward.

He would be so sweet about it. He wants you to feel just as good as you make him feel. How he would worship you, and you know that man has stamina. Leon could go for hours without stopping. No matter how much you may beg for a break, this man is on a mission to see how many times he can get you to come undone with his fingers alone.

You may think that he would be satisfied with that, but no. This man still needs to eat. His favorite place would be between your thighs. How he loves to hear you moan. The second you moan his name he would cum. Leon wouldn't stop then though. He needs to pay you back for making him feel so good ten fold.

I also have no doubt that this man would love to tie you up. You always would wiggle and try to escape. So you have to see why he has no choice but to strap your legs down and bind your hands to the headboard. How else could he worship you correctly?

He just would be such a good yandere.

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I really didn't mean for it to get so....spicy but I just couldn't get it out of my head. I am also getting more comfortable with smut so feel free to send in requests of that type and I will try to get to them in a timely manner.

[chanif-art]

Yandere! Leon S. Kennedy (re4)

Now, now... I think this version was more likely LESS-talk MORE-stare/action

Maybe a bit more needy, always by your side. (I MEAN ALWAYS LIKE 24/7)

If we follow the game's storyline, Leon had to go on a mission, right? I thought he had to take you to be with him FOR SURE. (he’s a lover boi) No matter how dangerous the mission was, he wouldn't let you go. Even though the higher-ups ordered you not to go, he still wouldn't accept it. He believed he could protect you 100%. It was better for him to have you with him than being alone

(needy, what can i say *sigh*)

Ps. Pardon my chibi style, I rarely drew chibi ;-;

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[charliedakotariley]

I took it upon myslef.

And the original drawing bc wtf not...

Not really proud of it, might do better in the future, mr. mental health is le shite rn.

Next time I'm gonna add high heels as well.

Also I DESPISE drawing clothes.

Anyway enjoy. ❤️❤️‍🔥

PS: Tell me what's better, the edited and app-drawn one or the original, on-paper-drawn one.

[untilwedont]

short Leon Kennedy SFW headcannons

for all genders

Leon’s definitely an introvert. He isn’t very good at speaking with new people, especially a crowd of people. He’ll let you do most, if not all the speaking. He usually will rest his arm around your waist and just look pretty.

He hates arguing with you. He tries his best to avoid arguing with you because he doesn’t wanna upset you or ruin your guys’ relationship. Bro’s been through so much cut him some slack.

He loves to cuddle with you. Every opportunity he has to wrap his arms around you, he will. It just makes him feel safe ya know.

LOVES to play with your hair. It doesn’t matter if you spent hours trying to make your hair look presentable, he’ll just ruin it by patting it or running his fingers through your hair. He just likes the softness of it.

Leon likes dogs, but he’s more of a cat person. He likes that cat’s are more independent and it doesn’t take as much responsibility to take care of them. But of course, if you want a dog he’ll be more than okay to get one for u.

If you’re ever sick, he’ll 100% spend the whole day trying to make you feel better. This man will not let you get up from the bed unless it’s to use the bathroom. Will definitely cancel any missions he had just to stay with you.

“Hey, where are you going? Lay back down.” “Leon, I needa use the bathroom.” “Oh, okay. Go ahead.”

He’s more into the older music, like 80’s and 90’s type of music. Has a bunch of cassette tapes and will occasionally play a bunch of his favorite older artists.

if u want longer headcannons or nsfw headcannons let me know 😝

[rinnyyyyyyyyy]

jealous, leon s. Kennedy

jealous! leon who will fuck you till you know you're his and his only.

jealous! leon who will degrade you for letting another man hit on you.

jealous! leon who will leave hickies on you for others to see.

jealous! leon who will ask who you belong to and spanks you if you don't answer him.

jealous! leon who sits you on his lap every chance he gets so you can feel his hard cock under you.

jealous! leon who calls you a attention whore/slut because of clothes you wear.

jealous! leon who expects a answer when he asks you a question.

jealous! leon who will make you suck his dick in a dressing room, and have you gagging on his dick so people can hear.

jealous! leon who grabs your ass everytime another guy that isn't him looks at you.

[vampireimiko]

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, this whole fic is KINDA suggestive if you look at it that way, but it's really just a bunch of body worship from Leon 🫶🏾

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, THIS was sitting in my notes finished for a week now, i just added some more detail and decided to post after seeing so many leon edits today💀 also, i tried to make this as gender neutral as possible ANYWAY, hope you enjoy !!

Leon absolutely adored your body. From your skin, to your scars, facial features, curves, strechmarks, and all. Most importantly to him, he loved your thighs. He could lay in between them anytime and just be completely content with everything.

Leon could spend all day worshipping your body if you allowed him too. In his eyes, you were the reincarnation of Aphrodite. You were his Aphrodite. With the way Leon treated you and made you feel, you had no time to feel insecure about any part of you. Because he'd let you know in an instant, your perfect just the way you are.

"You're really pretty, you know that?" Leon said as he stared deeply into your brown eyes.

"Of course I do, you tell me any chance you get." You responded with a giddy look on your face. The way Leon made you feel couldn't compare to anything else in this world. It's like he was heaven sent to you.

"And I'll keep doing it for as long as I live." He said taking your hand and placing a kiss on it, trailing kisses along your arm that eventually ended at your neck.

"Your skin is so soft, and you smell so fucking good." He continued peppering your neck with kisses, making your breath hitch when he hit a sensitive spot of yours.

"Fuck Leon.." You whined as he began to trail his kisses down your body again, going even further this time. As he kissed down your brown skin he went into great detail about how he felt about each part of you as he left small kisses on each spot.

"Your so beautiful, I love you, I love every part of you. Your scars, stretch marks, and your chubby stomach. I especially love these thighs. Besides being with you, they're my favorite place in the whole world. You make me feel so loved, so it's only fair I do that to you aswell, no?"

"Did you know that? Hmm? Did you know that's how you make me feel pretty baby?" Leon teased with a voice full of lust.

"Uhuh.. you tell me all the time." You managed to say in a breathy voice, he was making you feel so good right now. You could hardly focus on anything.

"You're the embodiment of perfection to me. You're my Aphrodite."

𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, if I had the energy to make this a bit longer, this DEF would've been my magnum opus😭 anyway, I hope you enjoyed !! requests are open as of now and feedback and constructive criticism are always appreciated.

𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

[zzprompto]

☆ photographs

re4 ! leon kennedy x gn reader [they / them]

sypnosis: leon finds a box tucked away in his closet filled with polaroids of him and his first partner, [name]. (meant to be viewed as romantic / ex-lovers)

the lowercase is intentional !

- warnings: character death, zombies & other, typical resident evil stuff.

packing up for spain, leon happened to find a box in his closet. it was old, pushed away to the corner and pretty dusty. leon couldn't even guess what was inside of there. it just seemed so.. old and out of place.

curious, leon pulled the box out of the closet and he decided to open it. surely, nothing bad could be inside it. he's seen zombies and infected, and there was no way one of those things could fit in such a small box.

leon wiped off the top of the box to get some of the dust off of it. "memories of 1996-1998" leon murmured as he read what was written on the box in sharpie.

leon was confused, to say the least. he never remembered having such a box. but then again that was probably because it was tucked away, never to be seen again after he went away for government training.

of course, leon was curious. he thought that the box could do no harm, after all it did say it was just about memories. perhaps it was just random trinkets from those 6, 8 years ago. surely it was no harm.

the man cautiously opened the box, putting the lid of it to the side. immediately, he saw some polaroids and even a polaroid camera. there also seemed to be some sort of dog plush tucked away in the corner of the box.

leon couldn't remember any of the contents of the box. maybe it was due to all the trauma he faced in racoon city that made him forget? or was it the intense training he recieved that made him forget silly things like those inside the box?

soon enough, the contents of the box were emptied and littered across leon's bedroom floor. there were piles of polaroids now laying there, each telling a different story. leon had to take a closer look. he had to find out why this box was in his possession in the first place.

leon's eyes trace over each photo. they seemed to be either of himself, another person or himself and this mysterious person. some of the photos had captions and writings at the bottom, yet some others didn't.

leon's hand lingers over one specific photo. with a little bit of hesitation, he picks it up and scans its contents. he hopes to get some sort of recognition about what's going on inside the polaroid.

"first date. 17/09/1996." is what the caption on the photo reads. there's no significance to leon about the date yet, but there's some sort of familiarity about it lingering in the back of his mind.

two people are smiling in the photo, standing infront of what seemed like a movie theatre. leon was holding some popcorn in his hands, whilst the other person was holding some drinks. the polaroid was blurry, but there was a blush on leon's cheeks at the time the photo was taken.

leon smiled at himself. the photo was quite heartwarming and it helped him take his mind off the mission he was going to face soon.

yet, leon still couldn't remember the person in these photos. he hoped looking at a few more would jog his memory.

leon's fingers grazed over another photo. it happened to be photo taken from leon's birthday in 1997. the anxiety leon felt was rising, but he didn't know why. he still couldn't recognise the other person in the photo, but his stomach still churned as he looked at them.

leon is sat at a table in the picture. it's his 20th birthday and there's a cake infront of him with a candle reading his age. the person was leaning over to leon, giving the birthday boy a kiss on the cheek.

a sigh escaped from leon's lips as he smiled at the picture. he shook his head as he thought about the times before everything. the times before umbrella corp, the times before the zombies and the t-virus and the times before he became a cop.

leon still couldn't remember who his other person was. they were becoming more and more familiar but he couldn't put a name on them.

it was clear they were an important part of leon's life. or, well, leon's past life. when he was somewhat happier than he is now.

the way leon smiled in the photos, blushed, shared kisses or laughs with the other person.. leon started to miss it. he definitely had a blast those 6, 8 years ago, when his mind was still innocent and not tainted by the horrors that he saw.

leon decided to pick up another polaroid. this time, it was one just of the person. it happened to be that leon took this one of the person.

they were smiling at the camera, posing slightly and overall having a good time. leon couldn't help but smile back, imagining that he was also in the picture with them.

then, leon read the caption. it wasn't anything much, but it was a short and sweet caption.

"i love you, [name]." leon read from the polaroid. "17/09/1997". it seemed to be that the photo was from leon and [name]'s 1st year anniversary.

[name].. the name rung a bell in leon's mind. well, of course it did. it had to. the two dated for 2 years and leon is now pretty certain that [name] was his first partner.

but suddenly.. leon's face drops. he finally realises who [name] is, or really, what happened to them. he knew who [name] was anyway, but it seemed as if his mind was blocking off everything that happened to them because of the trauma leon had faced. but he remembered.

leon remembered the screams of agony, the pain, the copius amounts of blood he saw pouring out from them.

leon killed [name].

it wasn't his choice, really. it was more of a last wish from [name]. their last words.

"kill me, leon. save me from this torture. i don't want to turn you too." were the sobs that fell from [name]'s mouth as they pleaded for leon to shoot them.

how did leon forget about such a pivotal moment in his life? he had forgotten about his first love, his best friend, his everything.

"oh god.." leon mumbled to himself as he remembered everything. he scowered to clean everything up.

he realised why he didn't know this box existed in the first place. his mind purposely blocked everything out so it could save him from the memories and the pain.

[name] was infected, and leon was the only one around. leon had to shoot them to save himself, and he did.

leon knows he did the right thing, but it still hurts. he carries guilt and weight that was buried until now, having resurfaced due to some polaroids.

frantically, leon put all the photos back into the box before he put the box back into his closet. he wiped his face, not realising that a few tears had fallen during his trip down memory lane.

leon sighs and he closes his closet, turning away from it. he continues to put everything into his suitcase, ready to go to spain.

he hopes nothing bad will happen, but his hopes are too high. there was no way that rescuing the president's daughter in an area of spain where people have been going missing will go well...

at least leon has the memories of [name], even if he was trying to forget them and had successfully done so for years. but now he could think of the photos, and try not to think of the zombies and the guilt he had.

leon sighed, yet again. he got up and left his home. it was time for a new mission...

☆ author's note: hope you guys like this! i'm actually quite proud of this. decided to make it gn reader as the reader's pronouns and stuff aren't really mentioned so i thought why not let everyone read. please keep requests coming !

☆ masterlist ▪︎ request

[gwiyeounsonyeon]

currently thinking about how cute re4 leon would be crushing on a single parent reader

-hed be so scared at first, he doesn't even trust himself so why would he want to be around your baby

-but as soon as he sees your kid hes falling in love, they're so cute looking up at him with wide eyes

-he cant help but admire you and how rarely you ask for help but deep down he loves it when you come to him needing something

-hes absolutely terrified the first time you ask him to babysit your kid but by the end of the night hes making plans to have more kids with you

-he hasnt even told you he likes you yet and hes already thinking about the kids you two will have

leons a girl dad all of the way, make up, tutu's, and pigtails with pink scrunchies

[chosokamolvr]

puppy hybrid!leon kennedy x ftm reader

(written with re2 leon in mind)

- nsfw under the cut

- you were out at work all day and leon was feeling weird down there and he couldn't understand why.

- leon's ears were drooped down for the whole day, his tail wagging slightly and a tent in his pants. all he could think about was you and your scent and what he could do to you.. it didn't help his boner at all.

- leon didn't know what to do to soothe his problem, so the only thing he could think of was to go to your room.

- the poor puppy rushed up to your room and he frantically searched for something to help him.

- he looked around your bed, your table and your drawers but he found nothing.

- but.. your scent was beciming too overwhelming for him and his cock was aching in his pants. he couldn't do this anymore.

- leon took one of your tshirts and held it up to his face, inhaling your scent. it was what he needed, but it wasn't enough just yet.

- leon dropped himself down onto your bed, shuffling around to get his trousers off and in hopes of getting some friction against his dick.

- once his pants were off, leon starting furiously stroking his dick with his hand. he didn't care that it sort of stung from how fast he was going, he needed this. even if this was the only way that would make him relieved.

- leon kept stroking himself as he sniffed your shirt, slightly humping the air.

- he needed you so badly, he didn't know what to do without you. he needed to put his dick inside you, he didn't know why but he needed it. his hand wasn't enough.

- eventually, you returned home and called for leon. in response, you only got a few groans, moans and whines coming from your bedroom.

- being as curious as ever, you decide to investigate. you venture into your bedroom to find leon half naked, trying to get himself off by smelling your shirt.

- "leon..?" you question, eyebrow raised as you wondered why he was in your bed, half naked. not that you minded though.. your interest was piqued.

- "need.. your help.. please.." leon whimpered, still pathetically palming at his cock. who were you to disagree?

- you got onto the bed besides him, gently stroking his cock with your own hand. you move the shirt from his face and give him a quick kiss on the lips.

- this wasn't doing it for leon, however. he needed more. he needed to feel his cock inside of you, he needed to breed you full of his pups.

- "no.." leon shook his head, sniffling slightly as he tried to move your hand away from his dick. "need you properly.. want you inside.." he whimpered.

- you nod at him. of course you weren't going to deny him, he was just a cute puppy boy who was so desperate (and most likely in his heat, or rut or whatver it was called.)

- you slip off your own trousers and boxers before sitting down against the headboard of the bed, spreading your legs open for leon.

- leon's eyes immediately went wide open. he couldn't believe that he was looking at you like this for the first time. it was just so perfect and right.

- leon lowered himself and he gave a quick kiss to your pussy before positioning himself right outside your entrance.

- "thank you.. thank you.." he mumbled before he pushed his dick inside, gripping onto your hips. you were so tight - like a vice around his dick. he loved it.

- then, leon started to thrust as if he wasn't going to such an opportunity ever again.

- he was fast and sloppy, but you didn't mind. you still felt good and you loved it.

- you held onto leon's shoulders and moaned as you felt him thrust in and out continously. it was perfect..

- "shit leon.. you've definitely been waiting for this all day haven't you?" you say, chuckling slightly before another moan manages to escape your lips.

- leon nods and he lets out a whimper of his own, already feeling close to cumming. he had been waiting the whole day for you, and now that he had you, he was already close to the edge.

- "you've been a good boy.." you groan at leon, gripping onto his shoulders tightly. "you can let yourself go.." you mumble, getting lost in the pleasure already.

- leon whines and he starts to thrust even faster than he had before. it didn't even seem that it was humanly possible for him to go that fast.. but it made sense since he was a hybrid after all.

- "gonna.. gonna stuff you full.." leon whimpered, giving you a kiss on the cheek before speaking again. "gonna give you my pups.." he says.

- then, leon finally lets loose and he cums inside your pussy, doing as he said he would. he stuffed you fulled.

- "shit, leon.." you laugh, breathing in an out heavily as leon slows down his pace. "i don't think we're done yet.." you smirk.

- leon's eyes widen and his mouth drops open. before he can even respond, you're the one on top of him now, getting ready to ride him until he broke.

- it was a long night for leon, but he was glad he could share it with you and no one else.