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OFMGMMDMWJAM i love him sm 🤞🤞

Apple Cider

sweet stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - NSFW

warnings: stepcest, Leon POV, kissing, oral (m receiving), somnopholia

not proofread ✌️

As soon as he enters the front door, Leon can smell the spice of cloves and cinnamon drifting from the kitchen. Kicking off his shoes and setting his keys on the little side table, he makes his way toward the smell (and hopefully you). 

“Hi! How was work?” you smile over at him, stirring a pot on the stove. 

“It’s work,” he shrugs, walking up behind you to wrap his arms around your middle, “missed you.”

He feels you lean against him and he noses along your hairline before kissing the shell of your ear, “Smells good.”

“Thanks,” he can hear the smile in your voice, “it’s apple cider. I’ve been wanting to make some since the weather got cooler.”

“Ahh,” he hums, kissing the nape of your neck before pulling away, “sounds good to me.”

“Go relax on the couch and I’ll bring some out to you,” you wave your hand toward the living room. 

“Bossy,” he chuckles, dropping another kiss to your neck before heading out of the kitchen. 

He slips off his suit jacket, laying it out on the armrest. Settling down on the couch, he flips on the television, leaving it on a classic monster’s marathon. His eyes start to droop by the time you take a seat next to him, jostling him accidentally as the smell of apple cider hits his nose. 

He lets out a low grumbling moan as he stretches out before taking the cup you’re holding out to him. 

“Thanks,” he mumbles, voice heavy with sleep. 

“Tired already?” You tease him, making him roll his eyes and take a sip from the steaming mug. 

He hums and takes another drink, “Mm hmm. This is good, thank you, baby.”

He watches as you squirm in place, head ducking with shyness making his chest tight with that helpless feeling of love. 

“Glad you like it,” you smile softly at him. 

You both lapse into silence, sipping your drinks and watching as Bella Lugosi turns into a bat on screen. Once Leon finishes off the cider, he sets it onto the side table and leans back onto the couch. You follow suit, sitting your empty mug down to snuggle into his side. 

He only means to let his eyes rest for a second, but the next thing he knows, he’s coming to with wet hot heat around his cock. His brows pinch together while a slow syrupy pleasure tightens in his belly. His eyes groggily open to see the tv in a smear of black and white as Lon Chaney Jr grows into a werewolf. 

A soft noise of suction draws his sleep filled eyes down to see your head resting in his lap. It looks almost sweet, like you’re only laying against him to watch the movie, but he can feel your lips and tongue gently kissing and licking at his fat cockhead, lathing underneath the foreskin before lapping up the drippy precum from his slit. 

He wants to say something, but it just feels so good. It’s not like you haven’t sucked him off before, he just tends to keep all the attention on you. He loves making you feel good; your pleasure is his pleasure. 

However, it seems like you took it upon yourself to have your own good time tonight. And he’s not going to look a gift horse in the mouth so he stays relaxed and lets you have your fill. His hand already rests on your head, even though he doesn’t remember putting it there, but he’s not complaining. 

Subtly, he pushes his hand down, sinking more of your mouth onto his weeping cock. You make a short choked off moan and suck another few inches past your lips. He feels your spit dripping down his shaft, seeping into his pants that are already soaked in drool.  Just how long have you been sucking him off? 

His fingers spasm around your head as the tip kisses the back of your throat. He wants to buck up into your mouth so bad, feel that tightness around his cock until he’s spilling so much cum you can’t even swallow it all. You whimper and pull off a ways, kissing all over the head before dragging your lips down his thick length. 

You lick a path back up to the tip, letting it slip past your lips before wrapping a hand around the base to pop it from your mouth. A blurt of precum spills out and your tongue is there to quickly lap it up. Leon’s eyes rolls back as you keep sinking just the head into your mouth to pull it free by popping it past your cheek.  

He’s leaking so much precum at this point it’s almost ridiculous; you don’t seem to mind though, licking it up like you’ve never tasted anything better in your life. You suckle and tease his cock through another movie onscreen, that Leon barely even notices, before he’s finally grasping your head, teetering on the cusp of an orgasm. 

“Baby,” the word comes out gruffer than intended but you shiver and sink your mouth down on his cock more eagerly. 

When you raise up, he pushes your head back down, feeling his balls draw up at the whine you make. He’s strong enough he could keep you here and the thought makes him stiffen in your mouth. 

Letting go, you pull off enough to take a breath but press yourself back down, forcing his cock even deeper until he’s breaching your throat. 

“Fuck, ‘m g’nna cum, honey,” he slurs, deep and raspy, “w’nna cum in that pretty mouth, feel you swallow every drop.”

Moaning, you suck and drool all over his dick, throat clicking as you try to swallow around the fat length. He bucks up once and you choke around his cock hard, making that coil in his belly snap. Balls drawing up, he groans loudly, cock throbbing as he pumps a load of hot sticky jizz down your throat. You swallow around him, stretching out his climax, more ropes of thick cum filling your mouth to the point it’s dripping all down his shaft and onto his pants. 

He realizes he’s been holding your head down and with a start lets go; you don’t move however, kitten licking at his cock until all of his cum has been cleaned off. His breathing smoothes out by the time you right yourself, letting him see your wet swollen mouth and blown out pupils. Your face is messy with spit and cum making his cock throb although he knows nothing will come of it for a while. 

“Was that okay, daddy?”

“More than okay,” he pulls you into a kiss, and you eagerly clamber into his lap, grinding down on his thigh.

After letting you rut against him, he pulls back to murmur in your ear. 

“Wanna take this upstairs, baby?”

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[whilesheplayspretend]

WHEN HE JUST THROWS US OVER HIS SHOULDER LIKE OFMEKQJWHSUSB

i can just imagine his muscles flexing real good when he does that 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Telling Ghost Stories

stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - SFW

warnings: stepcest, ghost stories, teasing

not proofread ✌️

“You really think that’s scary?”

Leon rolls his eyes and flaps his hand at you, “Okay then, princess. Tell me a really scary one.”

You grin, tucking your feet under his thighs. You’ve both sprawled out onto the couch in the living room, each seated with your backs against the arm rests facing each other. The tv plays out the ending credits to a horror movie in the background. His feet bracket your hips and he reaches down to grab your feet to place them into his lap. 

“C’mon,” he grins, “or are you all talk?”

You wiggle your sock covered toes and he squeezes your insoles.

“Alright, alright. I have one and it’s a real ghost story.”

He scoffs but doesn’t say anything, letting you have your turn. 

“Okay, so my friend and I were hanging out at her place and we decided to go down into her basement cause she swears it’s haunted.”

Leon softly massages your feet as you gesture animatedly with your hands. 

“So then we get down there and it’s just like any old basement, y’know? But we turn the lights off to use our phones to find a place to sit in the middle of the room.”

“Wait, is this that friend—“

“Shhh,” you wiggle your feet til he clasps them tightly in his broad hands, “I didn’t interrupt you.”

He chuckles, “Alright then, go ahead.”

“Okay, so we get all settled in and invoke the spirits,” you flutter your fingers, “and for a while nothing happens.”

You pause for dramatic effect but Leon snorts under his breath making you pout. 

“Well, we sort of just sit there chatting and then we hear some kinda noise off in the corner. We just ignore it as some house noise but it happens again, only closer.”

You scoot forward, dropping your voice a bit lower. 

“So we stop talking and my friend opens the audio recording app on her phone and we sit still again, but nothing happens. She locks her phone and we get up to head back upstairs feeling a little on edge.”

Leon’s hands have stalled, just holding your feet as he listens more closely to you. 

“We get back up to her room and she sees it’s still recording so stops it and we listen to it,” you’re whispering now, “and there was a voice.”

Leon rolls his eyes, “I’m sure there was, princess.”

You smirk, “There was and I have it.”

“No you don’t,” he scoffs.

Grabbing your phone from the floor, you quickly go through your messages and pull up the audio bite your friend sent you. 

“Here ya go,” you hand off the phone to Leon who holds it up to his ear. 

A soft whispery voice plays through your speakers and Leon glances at the screen before handing it back. 

“So?”

“So what? How do I know that’s not you or your friend?”

You pout and press your foot into his thigh, “Because why would I lie? I’m being serious, Leon. She won’t even go back into the basement anymore.”

He shrugs, grabbing your thighs and pulling you into his lap, “Alright, not saying I think it’s real but I don’t think you’d lie.”

You grin and kiss his cheek, “Thank you for that backwards compliment.”

“Still not any scarier than my story,” he teases, hands gripping your waist. 

“Yours was so lame!” you place your hands on his shoulders and squeeze, “I wasn’t even scared.”

“Oh yeah?” he grins, “I can keep going. One of’em is bound to scare you enough that you’ll end up sleeping in my bed.”

You laugh, “Okay, I’m down for that.”

He hums and rocks up against you making you sigh.

“Or we could just head up to my room now,” he kisses your neck, “have some fun of a different kind.”

“As much as I love scary stories, I definitely vote for that one.”

You gasp in surprise when Leon swings his legs off the couch and stands up, lifting you over his shoulder.  

“Leon!” You laugh and he smacks your ass making you whine. 

“Faster this way, don’t wanna waste any time,” he tosses back to you, carrying you up the stairs and into his room. 

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[whilesheplayspretend]

sweet stepdad is the one i love, he’s just so RAAEYUAAHAHWJAJJWA

like 🥲🥲 too sweet for my own good, i might just pass out!

THANK YOU FOR FEEDING US LIPGLOSS 🤞🤞

Walking Through A Graveyard

sweet stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - SFW

warnings: stepcest, kissing, fluff

based on this!

not proofread ✌️

“This is quite morose.”

Leon’s amused tone makes you roll your eyes, “You said you thought it was interesting in the car.”

He laughs and pokes your side making you side step away with another eye roll, softened by a half smile. 

“I wanted to see if the rumors of a vampire grave were true.”

Leon follows along behind you as you peer at each rundown, moss covered tombstone. You stop, drawing him up short before he bumps into you. 

“Oh wow, it is here,” you turn, a bit wide eyed to point out the grave in question to Leon, “see that tree? They say it grew from the stake settlers used on his body.”

Leon only smiles, eyes sparkling as you grab his hand to drag him closer. 

You let go of his hand to crouch down by the tombstone, softly tracing the word ‘trandofir’.

“It means rose in Transylvanian,” you state, standing back up, “and they say that rose bush grew from his nails.”

Leon looks around and sees the rose bush in question. 

“He died from a flu pandemic,” turning to Leon, you take his hand in your own, “but the settlers dug him up and supposedly found blood in his mouth so they staked him.”

Leon hums following along as you tug him over to the roses, “Kinda wild, huh?”

“I’ll say so,” he gives your hand a quick squeeze, “any other weird graves you want to look at?”

You grin at him but shake your head, “No, just wanted to see if this was true or not. Tis the season.”

Chuckling, Leon presses a quick kiss to your cheek, “Fair enough, sweetheart.”

A sharp wind gusts around you, tossing dead rose petals into the air and making you shiver. 

“Let’s get home,” he murmurs, kissing your temple, “drink something hot and watch Ernest Scared Stupid.”

You belt out a laugh, “You’re such a dork, dad.”

He shrugs easily, “It’s a classic. And besides, I like watching it you.” 

You smile, feeling butterflies in your chest, “Let’s get home then.”

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[whilesheplayspretend]

I NEED HIMMMMMMMM

Hay Ride

Las Plagas!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - NSFW

warnings: las plagas Leon, himbo energy 🤭, dirty talk, needy Leon, biting, kissing, oral (f receiving), pussy eating in the great outdoors 🤭

not proofread ✌️

Farm smells hit your nose first; the earthy tones of upturned dirt paired with the sweet, dusty notes of hay has you smiling widely. 

“I’m really excited!”

You turn to see Leon staring at you before starting and looking around. Grinning to yourself at the flush now covering his cheeks, you reach out and link your arms together. 

“Penny for your thoughts.”

The pretty pink blush now reaches his ears as he kicks at a rock. 

“I know it’s not polite to stare, but you’re just so pretty.”

Your chest thrums in giddy excitement. 

“Such a charmer, Leon,” you tease, tugging him closer to plant a kiss on his jaw.

With a soft whine, he pulls you into a hug to bury his nose in your hair and breathe deeply. 

“Wanna take you home already,” he pouts when you pull away. 

“I promise we won’t stay too long,” you boop his nose, “then you’ll have me all to yourself.”

This time when he smiles at you you can see his incisors have lengthened. 

You rub your thumb across his bottom lip, “Do we need to go home though?”

He shakes his head no and places a kiss on your thumb, “Just got too excited.”

Warm arousal drips down your spine at his declaration. 

“Leon, you’re making this hard for me,” you sigh good naturedly. 

“You’re perfect, I can’t help it,” he mumbles under his breath as he lets his head slump down onto your shoulder, “promise I’ll behave.”

He scrapes his sharp teeth against your neck making you shiver. 

“Hey, no biting, Leon,” you push his shoulders and step back, “you always get carried away.”

He snorts, “That was one time and you said it was okay.”

You shake your head but can’t stop the grin from forming, “And we both learned our lesson. That poor woman probably thought you were trying to eat me.”

Leon laughs, “Well, the park’s usually empty at that time.”

You hum, grabbing his hand to walk over to the tractor hitched to a trailer stacked with hay bales. 

“Have you ever been on a hay ride before?” You tilt your head to look at him as you both wait your turn to step up onto the trailer. 

“Uhh I think once as a kid?” He shrugs, “I think I usually just played the carnival games or did the corn maze.”

“We should do those next!” You squeeze his hand excitedly, “wanna see who can get the biggest stuffed animal?”

He helps you step up into the trailer and follows you to sit on a bale of hay in the back.

“I think I’ll definitely win,” he murmurs into your ear making you giggle. 

He clasps your hand tighter when the tractor lurches forward and begins the slow trek through the ‘haunted’ field. Leon nuzzles into your neck as random people pop out of the cornstalks to scare those on the hay ride. 

You smile to yourself and squeeze his hand, “You scared?”

“Mm mm,” he kisses your neck softly, softly biting before nuzzling the skin, “just wanna do this.”

Biting down on your lip, your eyes flutter as Leon keeps softly kissing and nipping at your neck, doing it so slowly as not to draw attention. It’s also making you want to vibrate out of your skin. You squeeze his hand tight in warning and he only sighs, scraping a sharp fang against the sensitive spot near your ear, making your thighs press together. 

Everything becomes sort of white noise as you sit on the hay bale and let your boyfriend mark up your neck as you leak slick into your panties. Leon bites a little rougher making you gasp, but luckily enough, it’s not so loud it garners attention. 

“Smell so good right now,” he hotly breathes into your ear, “wanna shove my head between your legs and eat that fat pussy.”

“Leon,” you hiss, “cut it out.”

“Can’t,” he whines, licking the shell of your ear, “can we sneak off after this?”

Arousal pools low in your belly as your clit throbs for attention. 

“Okay, but behave til then,” you whisper. 

He does as you ask and only burrows his face against the crook of your neck as you both try to relax and enjoy the cutesy little ride. 

Once the tractor makes a complete circle, stopping back at the starting point, Leon eagerly helps you from the bed of the trailer and drags you out toward the parking lot. He swerves last minute onto the hiking trail that snakes around the whole area. 

There’s still some late afternoon sunlight trickling through the trees that highlight the well worn path in front of you. After a while, Leon drags you away from the trail, deeper into the woods. As soon as he deems it far enough, he’s pressing you up against a tree and dropping to his knees. 

He’s quickly yanking your jeans and panties down to your thighs, keeping you trapped in your clothing. He grabs your thighs and hoists you up to slip his head underneath and between your legs so he can bury his face against your soaking wet pussy. With your legs still caught in your pants, it forces Leon to hold you up as he eats you, practically glued to your body. 

You feel that long rough tongue fluttering against your clit before it glides down to lick into your drippy cunt. Whining loudly, you grip Leon’s hair to grind your pussy against his face.  

“Fuck, s’good, feels so good, Leon,” you gasp out, eyes rolling back as he fucks his tongue in and out of your hole. 

Humming, he trails kisses across your pussy lips up to the hood of your clit. His lips softly trace your sensitive bud and he places kiss after kiss after kiss on the sensitive bundle of nerves. He lightly scrapes those sharp teeth against your mound sending tingles all through your body. 

“Ngh, god,” you whimper as Leon softly kitten licks your clit, dilated eyes hungrily watching your expressions. 

His hand comes up to rest on your abdomen, thumb pulling up the hood of your clit so he can suck it into his hot mouth. 

“Leon!” You cry out, hands pulling his hair as you buck your hips. 

He groans and shoves his face even closer to your cunt, tongue lapping roughly at your swollen bud. It doesn’t take long with the perfect suction around your clit for your orgasm to uncoil in your belly. 

With a keening cry, your back arches what little it can as slick gushes from your hole onto Leon’s face. He quickly moves his mouth to lick it all up, eagerly running his tongue across your pussy and thighs, moaning at the taste. 

With some slight maneuvering, he’s able to set you down on shaky feet and right your clothing. You sway into his chest as your legs tremble. 

“We need to go home,” he rasps out, “don’t know how much more I can hold back.”

Tilting your head back, you can see dark black veins slowly inching across his neck up towards his jawline. 

“Let’s go then,” you grab onto his arm for balance, letting Leon guide you back out of the woods and into the parking lot. 

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[whilesheplayspretend]

AW HES SO ADORABLE 😭🩷

i love puppy!leon, i want him 🥲

Raking Leaves/Pile

puppy!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - SFW

warnings: hybrid au, fluff

not proofread ✌️

“I just can’t believe you’ve never jumped in a big pile of leaves before!”

You only shake your head at Leon’s surprised response. 

“Always seemed more hassle than it’s worth,” you smile over at him, pausing to readjust the rake in your hand, “besides now I can share it with you.”

Leon flushes a light pink, ears twitching as he ducks his head. You can see his tail wag happily even as he pretends to be busy raking more leaves into the pile. 

“I mean I only got to do it as a pup before I was put up for adoption,” he mumbles, face pinching with the memory. 

Your heart clenches and you walk over to him, letting your rake fall so you can pull him into a hug. 

“Well, we can do it together,” you pull back to ruffle his hair, fingers petting across his ears. 

He chuffs and licks your neck making you laugh. He bends down to grab your rake and you pet behind his ears in thanks. 

The two of you spend the next half hour raking every single leaf into a giant pile in the middle of your backyard. Once it looks like you’re finished, you stretch your arms out over your head with a yawn. 

“Sun’s about to set,” you say to Leon who’s putting up the rakes in your side shed, “wanna wait til morning?”

“No,” he shakes his head emphatically, “they’ll be too wet then!”

“Okay,” you grin, watching as he makes his way over to your side, “should we do a countdown or do you just want to—“

A surprised squeal leaves you when Leon just tosses you into the middle of the pile of leaves. The dry earthy smell hits your nose as you sink halfway into the mound, the snap and crackle of dead leaves ringing in your ears.

You feel Leon land with an oomph next to you, thankfully not squishing you in the process. 

“Miss owner,” he yips, burrowing through the foliage to press his cold nose into your neck.

“Leon!” You squeal again, trying to push him away, “you have an unfair advantage!”

“I only threw you in,” he laughs, kissing and licking at your ear, “besides isn’t this fun?”

You’re so turned around that Leon’s easily able to clamber on top of you, colorful leaves cocooning you both as he mercilessly scents and licks all over your neck and ears making you giggle. 

Once he runs out of steam, he settles down between your legs, pressing his face into the crook of your neck with a sigh. 

“This is the best, Miss owner,” he murmurs quietly. 

Your heart beats loudly in your ears and you smile at his floppy ears, “Yeah, it really is.” 

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[whilesheplayspretend]

HES SOSOSOSO CUTE.

i can’t do this subby stepbro!leon is just so adorable! he’s like this little (even though he’s tall as fuck) thing i want to squish 😭

I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR LEONS, i swear, no one does it better than you, lipgloss 👻🩷

Hot Chocolate

subby stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - NSFW

warnings: stepcest, dirty talk, mommy kink, begging/whiny Leon, mutual masturbation, cum shot

not proofread ✌️

“Hey I made some hot chocolate!”

You stand outside Leon’s closed bedroom door and rap your knuckles on the dark wood. You hear him stumble around and have to fight down the smile threatening to spread across your face.

The door jerks open suddenly and there he stands, hair ruffled—almost obscuring his eyes. His clothes seem disheveled and wrinkled like he just tossed them on to answer his door. You subconsciously bite your lip at the sight and watch as his eyes rove down your body and then back up to your face. 

“H-hey.”

You grin up at him, “Hi. What’re you up to in here?”

He flushes and tries to close his door, “Nothing!”

You easily duck underneath his arm and beeline it for the laptop he has half hidden under his pillow. You flip it open and see a video paused.

“Mommy tells you how to jerk off?” You giggle and look up to see Leon so embarrassed that he won’t even look at you.

“Hey come here,” you gesture to the bed, “let’s try it.”

“What?” His voice comes out strangled. 

“I’m telling you I wanna watch you jerk off,” you smile softly, “but if you’re uncomfortable, we don’t have to.”

“N-no I— yes, I want to!”

“Okay, let me go grab something and I’ll be right back,” you kiss his cheek and head off to your room. 

You return with a little bullet vibe and climb onto his bed, lounging against the headboard. 

“Kneel in front of me,” you slip your sweats and panties off, fingers teasing across your slit, “show me how a good boy strokes his cock for mommy.”

Leon groans and quickly undresses, sitting on his haunches, totally nude, as he takes his thickening cock in hand. He slowly teases the weeping tip, smearing precum across the head before wrapping his fingers around his dick and slowly pumping. 

“There you go, pretty boy, jerk it,” you whisper, eyes taking in his needy face. 

He whines and moans, hand stroking his cock faster, hips bucking forward. 

“C-can I spit on it?”

You moan, “Yeah, spit all over your cock, baby.”

You watch as he holds his cock in one hand and drools all over his thick shaft. Whining, he strokes himself again, fucking his hand with a wet schlick schlick schlick. 

You click on your little bullet vibe and tease your pussy, softly grazing your soaked hole before rubbing it across your sensitive bundle of nerves. 

“Oh god,” his other hand cradles his fat balls and squeezes them gently, “ngh, fuck. Mommy, you’re so hot.”

“Spread your legs,” you murmur, eyes watching the shiny tip of his cock peeking from his foreskin with every stroke, “good boy, Leon.”

“I’m your good boy,” he whimpers, “‘m your good boy, I promise.”

He spits loudly on his dick making you bite your lip, “Like this? Like this, mommy?”

“Yes,” you press the vibe harder on your clit, “such a good boy for me. Keep playing with that pretty cock.” 

“Unh, unh,” his abs twitch as you watch his forearms flex while he fucks into his hand.

His eyes haven’t moved from staring at your drippy cunt as you rub the toy around your swollen clit.

“Mommy, wanna taste you, wanna eat your wet pussy,” he pants, dilated eyes finally moving up to your face, “please, just use my face to get off.”

You moan, back arching, “Now you know better, Leon. Spit in your hand and jerk yourself slower.”

He does as you say, moaning high in his throat, “Yes mommy, yes mommy.”

With a low groan, Leon strokes his cock, dripping precum all over his sheets. 

“I’m gonna fucking cum, I’m g’nna cum. Oh god, oh mommy, please, can I please cum on your pussy?”

You part your legs even wider and crook your finger at him, “Since you’ve been so good, you can cum on me.”

He growls making your cunt clench around nothing as he thrusts into his hand one last time, fat tip spurting rope after rope of thick, sticky cum all over your clit and pussy lips, jizz dripping all down your folds and hole. 

“Oh, mommy,” he moans brokenly, pressing his tip against the hood of your clit and shooting more cum onto you, “‘m getting you all dirty.”

You moan and turn off the vibrator. 

“Be a good boy,” you pull him closer until he’s kneeling between your legs, cock bumping against your cum covered pussy, “ and rub your cock on my clit til I cum.”

“Oh fuck,” he nods his head so fast you’re surprised it doesn’t hurt, “c’n do that, I’m mommy’s good boy, wanna make you cum.”

It doesn’t take long, the slippery tip of his dick grinding against your sensitive bud until your thighs spasm, orgasm uncoiling in your belly making you gush slick all over the sheets. It’s all white noise in your ears until you finally notice Leon babbling into your neck, rocking his hips against yours. 

“So good, fuck, you’re so sexy, always love making you cum.”

“Leon,” your voice cracks and you clear your throat. 

“Yeah?” He pulls back, eyes wide and face flushed. 

“Good job, baby,” you smile and he returns it with a shy one of his own.

He presses his face into your neck and relaxes, more than happy to let you pet his hair. 

After a few minutes, you think Leon has accidentally fell asleep when his slurred voice mumbles in your neck, “Didn’t you say there’s hot chocolate?”

“Shoot,” you gently slide out from Leon’s lethargic body and grab your clothes. 

He rolls over on his side and watches as you hop on one leg trying to get your panties back up as you pull your sweats onto your leg. 

“Come downstairs with me,” you huff out once you’re redressed, “I mean I gotta go clean up first—“

“Don’t,” Leon raises up to sit on the edge of the bed, pulling you to stand between his legs. 

He flushes all the way down to his chest, “I like knowing that you’re… you know.”

A wide grin slides onto your face as you cup the back of his head, “Mmm no, I don’t know little brother, tell me.”

He tugs you in closer so he can whisper, “I like that your cunt’s all sticky with my cum.”

A hot flash of arousal makes your clit throb and you sigh, kissing him a little dirtily. 

“To tell you a secret, I like it too,” you pull back, running your fingers over his scalp before stepping away, “c’mon then, I’ll probably have to add more marshmallows since I’m sure they’re melted.”

Leon throws on a shirt and low hanging sweats showing off his dick print making you push him back down on the bed with another wet and dirty kiss. You bite his bottom lip and he whines when you finally pull yourself away. 

“You’re stupidly hot, Leon. I just need you to know that,” you laugh, finally leaving his room. 

He’s quick to follow right on your heels as you walk downstairs into the kitchen. It reminds you of an overeager puppy drawing a small giggle from you. 

“What?” He gives you a confused smile. 

“Nothing, just excited for hot chocolate,” you pull a couple of mugs from the cabinet and hand one to him.

“I followed a recipe I found online, so if it’s not good, it’s not on me,” you state over your shoulder as you pour cocoa into your mug. 

“It’ll be good,” he assures you, filling his mug up right after you, “wanna sit out on the porch?”

“Sure.”

You follow him outside and sit next to him on the settee your mom placed out but never uses. 

“This is nice.”

You hum in reply and lean against his arm, resting your head on his shoulder. Sitting in silence, you both sip your hot drink and take in the late afternoon sun. 

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[whilesheplayspretend]

OH MY GOD.

i fucking love stepbro!leon he can do anything to me anyday

WHEN HE SAID “Shhh, fleshlights don’t talk, baby.”

got me all giggling and flustered

anyways i need my own stepbro!leon

lipgloss, you’ve done it again, won me over with these fics of yours, i simply cannot live without them now 😵‍💫

Bonfire

stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - NSFW

warnings: stepcest, dirty talk, kissing, outdoor sex, unprotected sex, breeding kink, condescending kink, degradation kink, size kink, cock bulge, creampie

not proofread ✌️

“There’s a leaf in your hair.”

You pluck the shriveled leaf from Leon’s hair and toss it to the ground before brushing the strands back down. 

“Thanks,” he grins at you, tossing another broken branch onto the fire. 

You settle down next to him on the fallen log, drawing your knees up to rest your elbows on them. 

“So how’re you doing, Lumberjack Leon?”

He rolls his eyes at your teasing, “I didn’t even cut any wood, just gathered it together. And the fire’s going, so how do you think?”

You laugh and poke his side, “Cranky is what I think. Besides it was your idea to make a bonfire in the woods, to make it a real experience.”

He hands you a stick with the end carved to a point, “It’s better like this,” he leans over and grabs the pack of hotdogs, “besides who likes roasting weenies in the front yard?”

You shrug and bite back the sarcastic remark lingering on your tongue. He opens the hotdogs and pierces one on the end of your stick before repeating the process for himself. 

“Why aren’t we doing s’mores?”

The smirk crossing his face makes you regret asking especially when he replies with, “S’more of what?”

You squint your eyes at him, “You know what I mean.”

He laughs and it makes your heart flutter. 

“We were out of marshmallows,” he shifts closer so your arms are pressed together, “so next best thing, right?”

You lean into his side, copying him as he places the hotdog into the fire. 

“Yeah, this is pretty fun.”

“See?” he murmurs against your hair, dropping a kiss to the top of your head.

You both slip into a comfortable silence, listening to the crackle of fire and the rustle of dry leaves from the slight wind. After you both roast and eat the hotdogs, you move to sit side saddle across Leon’s lap, wrapping one arm around his shoulders and laying your head into the crook of his neck. 

“Not a bad impromptu date, huh Princess,” he murmurs, jostling you a little as he stokes the fire. 

The sudden rush of giddiness at his words makes you feel dizzy and you nod against him. 

“Although maybe let your girlfriend know next time,” you mumble into his neck, “I could’ve brought something.”

“Nah,” he chuckles, sound vibrating against your body, “s’my idea, no reason for you to do anything.”

You frown even though he can’t see it and pinch his side. 

He grunts and pinches your leg in retaliation, “What’s your problem, now?”

“I could’ve brought a blanket at least,” you poke his chest. 

He scoffs and tugs you closer into his lap, “Next time then, princess.”

You pull back with a smile, “Deal.”

Kissing him on the cheek, he turns his head and catches your lips with him. Soft kisses slowly morph into a more heated make out, Leon’s tongue licking into your mouth as you moan. You turn, straddling his hips allowing you to grind against him more easily. 

Feeling his cock pressing against your cunt makes you rock down even harder pulling a low groan from his throat.

“Trying to rile me up, princess?” He growls against your neck before biting down. 

“Is it working?” You gasp as his mouth kisses across your throat before biting down on the other side. 

You hear as he unzips his jeans, eyes quickly darting down to watch as he pulls his thickening cock from his boxers. 

“Help me take these jeans off of you and I’ll show you how good it’s working,” he grits out. 

Standing up, you awkwardly shuffle out of your jeans. You go to slide your panties off and Leon puts a hand out to stop you. 

“We’ll just push those to the side,” he yanks you down into his lap, “now sit this pretty pussy on my dick, little sis.”

Shivering, from both his words and the cooler air on your bare legs, you rock against his dick, the damp material of your panties clinging to the outline of your cunt. 

“Fuck me, that’s so sexy,” he groans, rutting against you and smearing precum against the fabric. 

“Want it,” you whisper, hands going around his shoulders, nails digging into his back. 

“Yeah? Want big brother to stuff this cute little pussy?” He grins, reaching down to move the gusset of your panties over, “damn, you’re so fucking wet.”

Whining, you grind down, rubbing slick all over Leon’s cock until he’s pressing the fat tip past your dripping hole. 

“That’s it, sit on it, princess,” he groans, eyes fluttering shut as you hump down on his dick, “can y’feel big brother’s cock stretching out your cunt?”

“Uh huh,” you mumble, clit throbbing as he grabs your hips and pulls you down hard, shoving the rest of his cock into your soaked pussy. 

“Oh god,” you choke out, toes curling in their socks, “s’too big, always so big.”

He laughs, making you clench around his dick.

“I know, this tight princess pussy just never seems to be able to take it,” he leans forward and sucks a mark into your neck, “but damn if you don’t greedily suck me in every time.”

His palm presses down hard on your abdomen and he hisses, “Can feel my cock in you.”

He presses harder as he fucks up into you and he drags across your g-spot roughly. You shudder, cunt pulsing and clenching around his dick as you orgasm from the stimulation. 

“Did you just—fuck,” he growls, picking you up to shove you back down, bullying his fat cock into your cunt, “lemme use you, little sis.”

You weakly cry out and clench around him, “Too much.”

“Shhh, fleshlights don’t talk, baby.”

Your whole body shudders at his words and you slump against him, letting Leon bounce you on his dick however he likes. 

“Big brother,” you slur against his neck, “m’pussy is too sensitive.”

“Aww is it?” He coos, hand slipping between your body to circle your clit making your legs kick out. 

“B-big brother!” 

He groans loudly, “Yeah that’s it, fuck you’re so goddamn tight. Take it, take it.”

You can only drool all over his shoulder as Leon’s cock fucks your squelching pussy, balls slapping against your ass with every thrust. 

“I know you can cum again, princess,” Leon whispers hotly in your ear, “c’mon soak my cock and I’ll breed this sweet little pussy.”

His fingers flick and rub your pudgy clit faster and faster until your hips are swiveling down onto Leon’s dick.

“Ooh, good girl,” he mocks making you whine, “can’t believe you’d let me fuck you outside like this, what a dirty little sister.” 

Not able to stop yourself, you drop your hips up and down onto his lap, fucking his cock so deep it’s bruising your cervix. 

“That’s it, take me all the way in,” he groans, grinding against the opening to your womb, “w’nna breed you baby sis, stuff you so full of cum you’re dripping the rest of the night.”

“Do it,” you whimper, “cum inside me, want it so bad, big brother.”

He angles his cock so he’s scraping against your g-spot every time the tip’s bumping into your cervix. His fingers keep up the rough pace on your slippery clit and you finally snap, orgasm making you spine arch as fireworks explode behind your eyes. 

“Fuck, gonna cum, fuck,” Leon moans, pulling you down as he thrusts up, cum shooting out from his tip, hot sticky jizz coating your pussy walls. 

Your cunt milks and pulses around his cock as he finishes off inside you. With a low groan, he slips out, quickly moving your panties back in place. You feel as his hot cum slowly oozes from your used cunt. 

“Let’s douse this fire and get back in the house,” he kisses the bite mark on your neck, “wanna eat you out in the shower.”

Shakily standing up, you slip back on your jeans as Leon puts out the fire. Once you’re both ready, he grabs your hand and leads you back to the house. 

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[whilesheplayspretend]

CORRUPT COP!LEON WAS MADE FOR HALLOWEEN.

anyways… me next? 😊

(also the eye part at the end…? oh my god. going insane to the point i’m absolutely HOOKED on your writing with these october fics.)

Haunted House

Corrupt Cop!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - NSFW

Warnings: mean/condescending Leon, Leon being spooky lol, ghost story involving child murder, dirty talk, spitting, oral (m receiving)

not proofread ✌️

“I dare you to go in there.”

Leon raises an eyebrow, “Okay, and what do I get when I do?”

You bite your lip and he zeroes in on the action, “What do you want?”

“To eat your cunt in the back of my squad car.”

Nipples stiffening in your bra, you gasp scandalized, “Leon!”

He shrugs easily, “You asked.”

“I don’t want to get caught,” you murmur quietly. 

“I’m a cop,” he laughs, “you won’t get in trouble.”

“You’re not scared?” You try changing subjects back to the dare. 

He rolls his eyes, “Why? Just because some kids disappeared around this place back in the 20’s?” 

You nod, “Yeah, I mean it’s still pretty spooky.”

A wide grins splits his face making you nervous. 

“Let’s sneak in right now.”

Leon drags you into the local haunted house before you can even blink. There’s a makeshift doorway on the side that draws you up short making Leon’s grip around your bicep tighten. 

“I bust kids partying here all the time, nothing to worry about,” he pulls you along, shoving you into the doorway first. 

It doesn’t look as rundown as you thought it would, just beat up old furniture and dusty rugs lining the floor. The plaster walls are cracked and worn, covered in graffitied cuss words and dicks. Leon guides you past this room further into the house.

Teenagers or whoever must not venture past that opening room because these walls are bare save for the peeling wallpaper. Time worn photographs hang at odd angles but are too weather worn to see properly. Cobwebs coat every surface making your skin crawl. 

“Leon, let’s just turn back,” your voice comes out quiet, spooked by your surroundings, “we’ve went far enough for the dare.”

He clicks his tongue tossing you a wicked grin over his shoulder, “Don’t you wanna have some fun, sweetheart?”

He pulls you into another room, this one suspiciously less dusty than the rest of the house with a clean looking fainting couch sitting atop a Persian rug. 

“Leon this is…”

Weird? Off putting? Uncomfortable?

Something about the space is making your hair stand on end unlike the other more overt creepy part of the house. 

He chuckles low in his throat and pushes you down onto the couch. 

“Surprise,” he gestures around the room, but your eyes never leave his face. 

“I don’t understand.”

“This is where they went missing,” his dark blue eyes sweep around the room one last time before meeting your gaze. 

“I did some digging and come to find out, the nanny this family hired went a little nuts,” he laughs gleefully, “seems like she fucked the owner and when he wouldn’t leave his wife, she,” he makes a slicing motion across his neck, “decided to take care of the children permanently.”

You gasp softly, eyes wide as Leon only laughs harder. 

“What’s fucked is she told him but he didn’t believe her, just fired her on the spot,” he sighs, smiling a little too wide for his face, “she stayed in town and married some other poor schmuck.“

You clear your throat nervously, “How do you know—“

“Oh, she’s like my great, great, great aunt,” he waves his hand like it’s inconsequential information, “that’s beside the point. The point being is she killed them in this. very. room.”

You lick your lips and take a quick glance around; aside from it being cleaner than the other parts you walked through, it’s pretty nondescript overall. 

“And they say,” Leon’s deep voice murmurs in your ear making you jump, “you can still hear them crying if you show up at the right time.”

He grabs your forearms and pushes you down onto the rug. 

“And since we have a couple of hours to go til then, why don’t I keep that pretty little mouth busy,” he tilts his head, sandy fringe covering one eye, “sound good?”

And now, you’re not even sure why you let it happen, but you’re on your knees with Leon’s thick uncut cock dripping over your face. Even though you’re angry at yourself, you can’t help but feel turned on in the situation. Clit throbbing with need, you loll your tongue out, holding your mouth open for Leon. 

“Such a good girl,” he croons, “so eager to please.”

A bolt of heat pulses in your cunt. His hand cradles your jaw gently before he spits onto your tongue making you whine, nipples tightening to aching points in your bra. He slaps his cock down onto your tongue, smearing his spit and precum all around the wet muscle. 

“You’re gonna give me some sloppy head, baby,” he grins meanly down at you, “and if you’re good, I’ll let you swallow.”

Eyes fluttering, slick fills the gusset of your panties, making the cute lace stick to your pussy lips; you press the dough of your thighs together hoping to alleviate the pressure in your core. 

“Mmm so slutty just letting me fuck your mouth like this,” he goads with a smirk, dick sinking into your open mouth, “bet I could get you on your knees anywhere.”

Your eyes water as his thick cock obscenely stretches your mouth open. 

His hips thrust forward, sinking another inch into your hot wet mouth.

“Such a pretty little throat,” he murmurs to himself, letting his hand squeeze around your neck. 

You whine as your thighs clench together, more slick pooling in your already drenched panties.

His hand shifts to the back of your head, rocking your mouth further down on his dick, fat tip kissing the back of your throat and making you gag. He presses there until you cough and retch around the tip, making him slip his cock free. You cough slightly, breaking the stringy lines of spit connecting his thick length to your lips. 

“Aww too much?” he coos mockingly, “don’t worry, we’ll train this slutty throat til it can take me nice and deep.”

Your cunt aches as he slaps his cock across your face, smearing spit and precum everywhere before slowly easing it back into your drooling mouth. He pulls out until you’re suckling on the fat head of his dick before sinking back into you, balls slapping your chin. 

“M’gonna give you a nice throatpie, sweetheart,” he grunts, hand moving to the top of your head to guide himself deeper.

You swallow around his dick, saliva dripping from the corners of your lips while Leon’s fat, heavy cock ruts in and out of your mouth. Hands grasping at your leggings, you move them to brace on his legs and let your mouth sink down on his cock even more, tip knocking into your throat making you gag. 

He pulls you off and takes a seat on the couch, patting his leg, “Crawl over here and suck me off, pretty girl.”

A full body shudder runs through you, pussy feeling like a wet mess between your legs as you crawl the few feet over to him. 

“Good girl,” the praise drips like honey from his lips, “being so good for me, tonight.”

With a mewling sigh, you eagerly wrap your mouth around Leon’s dick and sink down. 

“Gonna keep my dick warm for a while,” he pets your head, rocking his cock into your mouth, “if you try to suck, I’m gonna spank that soaked little cunt.”

Moaning, you go slack against him, letting Leon nestle his dick deep into your mouth, leaking tip bumping against the opening to your throat. You constantly swallow to prevent yourself from gagging but it only seems to make more precum dribble from his cockhead.  

He murmurs condescending praise making your brain mushy and cunt leak until you’ve soaked through to create a wet spot in the front of your leggings. It doesn’t seem like long at all before he’s slowly pulling out of your mouth with a groan. You whimper and chase after his cock, mouth kissing and licking at his spit coated shaft making him laugh down at you. 

“So needy,” he grasps your jaw and fucks his cock back into your swollen mouth, “think it’s time I give you your reward. Ready to drink all my cum? Cream that throat like you deserve.”

He thrusts half a dozen times before burying his cock into your mouth with a low groan, spilling down your throat. You feel dizzy as hot spurts of cum hit the back of your throat before you’re swallowing it down, greedily sucking his cock.

“Good fucking girl,” he humps against your drooling mouth, “drink every drop.”

You milk Leon’s cock until he’s spent, pulling his softening dick away from your mouth as you press a soft kiss to the head. He glances down at his watch before pulling you up onto the couch with him.

Your brain feels empty, cunt needy for stimulation as Leon kisses your cheek and teases across the inside seam of your leggings. 

“When we get to the car, gonna make good on my promise, sweetheart,” he nips your earlobe, “gonna eat you out til you’re crying.”

You arch against him with a whine, “Please, can we go now?”

He hums shooting another glance to his watch, “I guess so, not like it’s real anyways.”

Brain too muddled to argue with him, you squirm as Leon pulls you up from the couch. Neither of you notice the two pairs of luminescent eyes watching you from the corner as you leave the room.  

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[whilesheplayspretend]

Road Trip

puppy!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - SFW

warning: hybrid Leon/puppy Leon, cuteness 🥰

not proofread ✌️

“Why is there so much fog?”

You cut your eyes over to see Leon nearly pressing his face to the window, one ear flopped back showing off the soft tan fur inside. 

You giggle and tug on his arm, drawing his attention to you. 

“It’s because it’s still early. I wanted to get to the cabin as quickly as possible,” you ruffle his hair, righting his ear in the process. 

He hums, preening under the head pats while his tail thumps against the seat. 

“Kay.”

He pouts and whines once you pull your hand back to grab onto the wheel. 

“Now be good,” you murmur, “it’s only a few more hours.”

He huffs but settles back in the seat, eyes returning to the window. 

“It sure is pretty up in the mountains.”

You nod, “Yeah, I thought you might like a change of scenery. We can go on all kinds of hikes while we’re out here.”

“Really?” 

He raises up in his seat, unbuckling his seatbelt so he can worm his face underneath your arm and nuzzle into your chest. 

“Leon!” you half laugh, half scold, “I’m trying to drive.”

He squishes his face into your stomach, “Just wanna be close,” his muffled voice makes your heart melt.

You drop one hand down to pet through his hair and rub his ears making his tail wag. 

“Okay, but once the road gets less paved, you’ll have to go back to your seat, alright?”

“Yes’um,” he slurs, laying his head out on your lap, half lidded eyes staring up at you. 

“You’re so cute, Leon,” you coo. 

A pink blush covers the bridge of his nose and he grins bashfully, “Thank you.”

Letting go for a second, you turn up the radio, letting your fall ‘mixtape’ softly play from the speakers. You put your hand right back onto Leon’s head and card your fingers through his hair, relaxing into the driver’s seat.  

Stopping for gas, you coax Leon out to stretch his legs. He bounds off into the store and you’re mentally thankful you remembered to snap his collar around his neck. After paying at the pump, you pull up to the front of the gas station, getting out to go inside after Leon. 

“Miss owner!” He practically bowls you over as he presses into your side. 

“They have beef jerky,” his blue eyes  widen as he grabs your hands to kiss the back of them, “can I have some, pretty please? I’ve been so good!”

You bite your bottom lip to fight down the urge to smile and let him pull you over to the aisle with the aforementioned beef jerky. He gestures broadly and turns to you with the biggest puppy eyes.  

“Alright,” you laugh, watching his ears perk up and tail wag, “but you can only pick one, okay?”

“Okay!” he grabs one off the front and presses it into your hands.

You grab your own little snack and make sure to grab more water before checking out and guiding Leon back out into the car. Once you’re both buckled in, you notice him staring at you making your eyebrows raise in an unasked question. 

He smiles and licks a stripe up your cheek before giving you a messy kiss. 

“You’re my favorite, Miss owner.”

Your chest flutters and you smile back, “You’re my favorite too, Leon.”

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[whilesheplayspretend]

oh my god. i am going LITERALLY insane over these fics…

IM GOING FERAL. i’ve never had a chasing and catching kink until now 🤭🤭

me next dark stepdad leon 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Corn Maze

dark stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - NSFW

warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, DARK CONTENT, cnc (consensual noncon), rape play/fantasy, role play, costumes, predator/prey, kissing, teasing, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, public sex, pussy spanking, masked sex, rough sex, unprotected sex, daddy kink, creampie, breeding kink, spit kink, squirting, an instance where someone catches you getting railed 🤭

not proofread ✌️

You fret with the bow on the front of your corset; you weren’t too keen on Red Riding Hood, but once you saw the full getup you fell in love. Leon hasn’t seen it yet, even though you asked him sweetly to wear a wolf costume to match. 

A pair of warm muscled arms wrap around you, drawing your attention from the bow up to Leon pressing all along your back. 

“Don’t know if we’ll be making it out of the house, babygirl,” he murmurs into your ear, hands dipping below the skirt to tease your slit through the flimsy panties you’re wearing. 

“Daddy,” you gasp, rocking into his fingers, “you promised.”

He growls but lets you go. Spinning around, you hold in another gasp to see him dressed up in his costume. He raises an eyebrow and you bite your lip. 

He’s wearing dark cargo jeans with a belt, a black fitted t-shirt showing off his muscled chest, topped off with a brown leather bomber jacket. He’s slipping on fingerless gloves as you run your eyes down his outfit. You watch as he tucks the wolf mask into the inside pocket of his jacket. He scowls down at his boots before kneeling to fix his laces.

“Y-you—it looks good,” you clear your throat.

He looks up at you from the floor and a slow satisfied smirk creeps across his face. 

“Seems like you like it a little more than you’re letting on.”

You shake your head quickly, “You’re always really handsome, daddy.”

Standing up, he grabs your waist and pulls you in for a forceful kiss, licking into your mouth to sloppily suck on your tongue. When he pulls away, you feel fuzzy and off kilter. 

“Later,” he growls, “let’s go before it gets too cold out.”

Your panties are soaked at this point in the night. Leon’s hands have slipped under your skirt countless times to tease your slit through the thin fabric; he even spanked your clit until your legs shook on the Ferris wheel, but pulled his hand away before you could get off. 

Now, he’s pulling you into a shady alcove next to some of the booths where no one can see you. His fingers quickly slip past the band of your panties and tease against your hole. The fingerless gloves makes more slick gush from your pussy to coat the digits. 

“So wet,” he whispers against your ear, having to cover your mouth with his palm to hush your whining, “cunt practically begging for me.”

Your eyes roll back as he fucks his middle and ring finger into your clenching heat, thumb rubbing slow circles over your swollen clit. He fingers you until sloppy wet sounds are loudly spilling from between your legs. He pulls his hand away, lapping up the slick covering his fingers. 

“Now what’s next, beautiful?”

You cunt throbs with your denied orgasm, making you sway into his chest with a low whine, “Daddy.”

“C’mon, what’s next?” He laughs meanly down at you. 

“C-corn maze,” you lean back, pupils swallowing the color in your eyes. 

A cold smile tugs at the corner of his mouth, “Want me to give you a head start? Let the Big Bad Wolf have a chance to catch Little Red Riding Hood?”

You nod, mind feeling fuzzy at the thought of Leon chasing you, pinning you down in the dirt and mounting you where anyone can see. 

Your hands clench around his brown jacket, “H-how long do I get?”

His eyes seem to glitter in the lowlight of dusk, “How about I count to 30, reallly slow.”

He pulls his mask out of the interior jacket pocket, “Now go before I change my mind, sweetheart.”

Shaky legs carry you out of the alcove and back among the crowd. You quickly make your way over to the corn maze and duck under the banner declaring it open. The rows seem endless, but you try your best to put as much distance between yourself and the entrance as possible. 

Heart beating loudly in your ears, you constantly pause to check if you can hear footsteps or the stalks rustling from someone pushing through. It feels like forever and you start to slow down from the frantic pace when you catch a flash of Leon’s mask out of the corner of your eye. Excitement and dread fill your chest and you dart away, pushing further into the acre wide corn maze. 

You’re panting now, lungs tight from exertion and nerves. Pushing past another row, you twist the opposite way and round a corner only to run into a complete dead end. Spinning around, you let out a breathy scream to see Leon standing there, wolf mask in place. 

“Well, well,” his voice sounds spooky, distorted, behind the mask, “looks like you just weren’t smart enough, Little Red.”

He walks toward you and you step back, eyeing the small gap next to him. You might can squeeze past him if you time it right. Stepping back again, Leon surprises you by rushing forward, shoving you down onto the dirt, making you scrape your palms on the rough earth. 

“Think I deserve a taste of this sweet cunt, don’t you?”

You shove at his chest, nails digging into the black shirt, legs pushing against his bulky body. He rears up to grab your jaw, squeezing until your lips part in a painful gasp. 

“Now, now, pretty girls like you always get what’s coming to them,” he croons before lifting the bottom of the mask up to spit into your open mouth. 

Arousal blazes through your body and you whimper. That moment of weakness lets Leon grab your body and manhandle you down onto your front. He flips your skirt up and spanks your ass making you moan, fingers digging into the dirt. 

“Fuck, can’t wait to be buried balls deep inside this soaked cunt,” he growls, “gonna mount this pussy and breed you like the bitch you are.”

Whimpering, you thrash your legs to no avail. 

“Don’t, please,” you beg, “my daddy will be mad.”

“Well I don’t see him anywhere,” he plays along, “guess he won’t mind if I leave a sloppy load in this slutty pussy. He’ll have a nice little surprise for later.”

You moan brokenly, slick dripping down your thighs from how turned on his words are making you. 

“I don’t want it,” you buck back which only rubs your soaked panties along his bulge, “you’re just a dirty creep.”

“Yeah?” He unbuckles his belt and pulls his thick cock out before yanking your panties down your thighs, “well this dirty creep’s about to rape your pussy, baby.”

Shivering, you cry out as he shoves his cock in deep, not stopping until he’s completely bottomed out in your clenching pussy. 

He groans, “Damn, for you to be bitching so much, you sure got a wet little pussy. She’s pulling me in so easily, practically sucking me off.”

You moan and arch your back, angling his cock even deeper into your body, “This is so wrong. My daddy’s g’nna be really mad.”

“You’ll live,” he laughs condescendingly, fucking into your pussy faster and harder, the sound of skin slapping ringing out where anyone could hear. 

He shoves you face down into the ground, punishing thrusts bullying his dick in and out of your squelching cunt. His other hands slips around your hip to spank your swollen clit. 

“Want you creaming all over my cock, need this pussy nice and tight when I breed you,” he grunts. 

A high keen slips from your lips as you drool in the dirt, walls tightening around his fat cock as Leon wrecks your pussy. His rough slaps on your clit get even more frequent, hurtling your body closer to orgasm with every pleasurable sting. His cock hammers into your cunt, tip knocking into your cervix making you clamp down on him with a squeal. 

“Pussy too little for this dick?” He mocks you.

Distantly you hear a man’s voice tell his partner to turn away making your body burn hot as Leon snarls and fucks into your limp body harder. 

“Looks like we’ve been caught, baby,” he crouches over your body, tip bruising your cervix as he grinds deep into your fluttering walls, “but I’m not gonna stop til I’ve bred this needy hole.”

He spanks your cunt one last time and your body shakes, vision whiting out as you cum all over Leon. He’s railing your pussy so hard, you squirt, soaking his cock until it’s dripping from your hole and around his thick shaft. 

“Damn,” he laughs, “next time I’ll fuck you where more people can see if you’re going to squirt.”

His hands grip your hips and he fucks you hard and fast, no care for your pleasure as he chases his own high. Half a dozen thrusts and he’s burying his fat cock into your sensitive cunt, hot jizz painting your pussy walls white. 

“Take it,” he hisses, grinding against you as his tip spurts more of his sticky cum inside your cunt. 

Once he finishes, he pulls out with a sigh and slips your panties back up and over your pussy before any cum drips out. He stands up and helps you to your feet. You see he took off his mask as he’s sliding his jacket off to toss over your shoulders. 

“Let’s get you home, beautiful,” he kisses the side of your head, then whispers in your ear, “you can give me some road head and then I wanna eat that pussy over the hood of my car.”

Your stuffed cunt throbs with arousal and you nod before you can even think. 

“Yes, daddy.” 

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[whilesheplayspretend]

Decorating for Halloween

stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - SFW

warning: stepcest, flirting, Ada makes an appearance! 👀, possessive Leon, kissing, innuendo 😉

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“Isn’t this the cutest?”

You hold up a little rubber bat before tossing it into the shopping cart. Leon snorts and rolls his eyes. 

“Remind me again why I’m being dragged along and not one of your little friends?”

You give him one of your best fake smiles, “Because your dad made you, that’s why.”

He glares at you before nudging the cart against your hip and giving you an equally fake smile. 

“Oops, must’ve slipped.”

You roll your eyes at him, “You’re such a jerk.”

“My, my, Leon, is that you?”

You both turn to see a gorgeous dark haired lady at the end of the aisle. Leon grins at her and it feels like a vice squeezes around your heart. 

“Ada, hey!” he waves lazily, stepping away from the shopping cart to walk towards her. 

You duck your head down, not wanting to watch him flirt with some stranger. Grabbing the cart, you go to spin it around when Leon’s hand grips the front. 

“Want you to meet my girlfriend,” Leon grins over his shoulder at you. 

Your heart thumps so hard in your chest you feel sick, blood roaring in your ears as you stumble forward into Leon’s side. 

“H-hello,” you greet dumbfounded. 

Ada gives you a quick once over before a smirk tugs at her red lips, “Leon sure is a sucker for a pretty face.”

You feel hot all over as you laugh nervously, “I g-guess so.”

Leon snakes his arm over your shoulders and tugs you even closer to him, “Don’t pick on her,” he chides good naturedly, “you’re just pissed I shot you down in junior year.”

Ada crosses her arms with a scoff, hip cocked to the side, “It was a dare, Leon. Your little lackey set it up,” she turns her dark eyes on you, “you look like you’re too good for him.”

She steps closer and dusts lint off of your shoulder, “If you ever want to date someone with experience, I’m availa—“

Your breath hitches and Leon tugs you behind him, scowling at Ada, “Fuck off, she’s mine.”

 Ada laughs and steps away, “You’re so easy, Leon. Well, it was nice meeting you,” she smiles coyly over at you before smirking at Leon, “catch ya later, handsome.”

You watch her disappear around the corner as your brain feels like it’s going to melt out of your ears.

“She seems intense,” you murmur a little dazedly.

Leon shakes his head and tugs you into his chest. He kisses you, right there in the aisle, tongue greedily licking into your mouth to taste you. He messily sucks on your tongue before thrusting his own back into your mouth. Pushing you until you’re flush against the shelving, Leon continues to kiss you heatedly. 

You whine into his mouth making him chuckle as he fucks his tongue in and out, slipping past your parted lips until you’re licking and sucking at the slippery muscle. He pulls away, eyes dark and heavy. 

“She’s all talk anyway,” his voice comes out rough making your nipples stiffen and chill bumps run down your arms. 

He pulls you back over over to the cart, “Let’s finish buying this stuff and head home.”

You nod only half listening, hand coming up to touch your swollen lips. Head in the clouds, you’re thankful you made a list as you’re kind of on autopilot after being hit on and then Leon being so jealous. The drive home passes by in a blur to the point you don’t even realized you’ve pulled into the garage til Leon waves his hand into your face. 

“You good?” 

Nodding your head, you smile at him, “Yeah just a little out of it.”

Leon opens the door, reaching back to grab the bags, “Let’s go decorate, I know you’re dying to.”

You grin, holding the door open since his hands were full, “Yep, gonna start in your room, too.”

He snorts under his breath, “Uh huh.”

You tug on his shirt and raise up on your tiptoes, whispering in his ear, “Who said I was going to,” you nip his earlobe, “decorate first?”

His hands clench around the bags making them crinkle as you laugh, darting up the stairs. 

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[whilesheplayspretend]

HOLY SHIT NOW THIS WAS SPOOKY BUT I LOVE THIS TOO MUCH FOR MY OWN GOOD 🤭

Scary Movie Marathon

corrupt cop!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - NSFW

warnings: 18+ minors DNI, DARK CONTENT, cnc (consensual noncon), rape play, rape fantasy, masked killer, dirty talk, slapping, knife play, choking/breath play, begging, unprotected sex, creampie

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“It’s a classic,” he states, selecting Halloween from the watch list. 

You shrug, “Yeah well so is Trick R Treat. So is A Nightmare on Elm Street, Night of the Demons, The Evil Dead, Scream,” you tick off the titles using your fingers, “the list can go on.”

His hand wraps around your thigh and squeezes, “Are we getting an attitude, pretty girl?”

Your chest hitches as his hand squeezes the dough of your thigh tighter and tighter. Shaking your head, a breathy no slips from your lips. 

“Then we’re watching this,” he skims his mouth against the shell of your ear, “don’t you want to see some pretty coeds get what’s coming to them?”

You shiver leaning into him a little more. 

“Maybe,” you hear as his voice gets a little deeper, “maybe my pretty girl is looking for something to hold her attention better.”

“T-this is good,” you stutter out, hands clasping over the one he has still gripping your leg, “I was just teasing.”

He chuckles dryly, “I know. It’s why you’re still getting your surprise later.”

“A surprise?” you tilt your head up to meet his deep gaze.

He hums, “Yep, just for you,” he drops a quick kiss to your lips, “now let’s watch this.”

A strange noise wakes you up. The TV plays quietly, some movie selected from auto play as you gaze around the room. 

“Leon,” you call out, voice cracking with sleep. 

Standing up, you decide to wander into the kitchen. If he’s not here you can still grab a drink. 

“Leon?”

Silence meets you. Flicking the light switch causes nothing to happen making you frown. The tv is still working so must be a bulb that went out. You sigh and carefully make your way into Leon’s kitchen. Another noise from the hall stalls your motion, head cocked back as you listen. 

“Hey Leon, is that you?”

Silence again only this time your heartbeat rings loud in your ears. Turning around, you go out into the hall, planning on walking down towards the bedroom hoping Leon is there. 

“Surprise,” a distorted voice echoes from the front door.

You only take a second to see a dark robed figure wearing a mask and holding a knife for you to run towards the bedroom. 

“Leon!”

The person behind you laughs, “Your boyfriend’s a little indisposed.”

You push into the bedroom but before you can shut the door, the man is forcing himself into the room, slamming you down onto the bed. Screaming out does nothing but earn a slap across your face. 

“Better keep quiet if you know what’s good for you,” you feel the cold blade of the knife drag along your shoulder. 

“Please don’t hurt me,” you gasp out, tears slipping from your eyes, “please.”

A weirdly metallic laugh comes from the stranger, “Oh honey, I’m going to hurt you. You should be begging me not to kill you.”

You cry harder, drawing in a shaky breath as you fight against the man pressing you down into Leon’s bed. 

“Get the fuck off of me,” you bite his arm hard and he backhands you. 

Dazed, you try to struggle but your legs and arms are at odds with your thoughts. Taking this opening, he ties your wrists and forearms together with rope. 

“Feisty,” he praises, using his knife to cut through your clothes as you shakily draw breath, “bet that pussy’s gonna be nice and tight.”

“No,” you bite out, glaring at his masked face.

“Oh, I’m gonna fuck you,” he taps the blade against your chest, “gonna rape this hot cunt all night long while you scream and beg me to stop.”

You hiccup a sob, hating that your panties are completely soaked and humiliated that he’s about to find out. 

“Fuck me,” he whistles, cutting through the elastic on your panties and drawing them off of your legs, clear slick clinging to the fabric.

“What a slut,” he laughs, tossing the ruined underwear in the floor. 

He pulls open his black robe and tugs down his sweats, slapping his fat cock against your wet pussy lips. 

“Now I know you’re liking this,” he drags his blade across your breasts, “but if you don’t behave, I’m gonna start slicing, okay?”

You nod, more tears dripping down your face. 

“Good girl,” he coos in that strange voice.

He drags the hilt of his blade against your inner thighs. 

“Should carve my name into your skin, pretty girl.”

The moan slips from your mouth before you can stop it. Leon— the stranger tilts his masked face at you as his knife taps against your leg. 

“Can’t believe you’re getting off on this,” he stops to press the tip of the blade into your skin until a bead of blood runs down your skin, “you’re gonna be fun to break in.”

You watch as he shoves his cock into your slick hole, feeling as your pussy stretches uncomfortably around his thick length. He bullies his dick all the way into your cunt, not stopping when you push against his shoulders with a low cry. 

“Please stop, I don’t want this, please,” your lower lip trembles, pussy walls clenching and fluttering around his cock. 

“Oh but she does,” he laughs, “needy cunt just begging for it. You know, it’s not rape if you like it, sweetheart.”

He leans over you, bringing his knife up to press against your ribs, drawing the blade across your skin to leave a thin cut. 

Groaning, he smears the blood across your body, “Fuck, so fucking pretty.”

He ruts his cock deep into your pussy, cockwarming himself as he makes sharp, shallow cuts all over your ribs and up across your clavicles. 

“Pretty as a fucking picture,” he pants, voice distortion still in place, “what I wouldn’t do to fucking slice you open.”

You whimper loudly making him toss his knife down onto the floor so he can run his hands all over your body, the cuts stinging under his hot palms. 

“All mine,” he snarls down at you, finally roughly fucking his cock in and out of your pussy, “my pretty little bitch.”

His hands wrap around your neck, squeezing and making your cunt clamp down on his dick in turn. Things start to get a little woozy for you; he cuts off your air to the point you’re scratching and clawing at his covered forearms, mouth opening and closing uselessly, eyes rolling back until suddenly he lets go. You draw in a quick breath only to cough it all back out. 

“No,” you rasp as his hands squeeze on your neck again.

“Yes,” he mocks you, choking you out again until you’re thrashing under his body. 

“You’re so goddamn tight,” he sighs, pleased with how your cunt pulses and clenches around him as he cuts off your breathing. 

“Please,” you mewl pitifully once he lets go again, “please, ‘m sorry, just please—I, I’m scared.”

He groans, “Perfect, you’re so perfect.”

Leon yanks the mask off and tosses it behind him, hips thrusting into your drippy cunt. He leans down to box you in under his heavy weight. 

“My perfect fucking girl,” he kisses you heatedly, “messy little pussy just sucking me in. Mmm squeezed me so fucking good while I cut you up and got even tighter when I wrapped my hand around your neck.”

You whine as he grinds down, pelvis rubbing over your swollen clit just right. 

“L-Leon, please,” you choke out another whine, head feeling dizzy and out of sorts. 

It surprises you when he presses even more of his weight down on you, settling something in your chest that was trying to break free. Your arms are still squished between your bodies, but it’s comforting to have Leon so close, mouth grazing across your own as his hips rabbit into your squelching cunt. 

The way he’s pressing down on you and the harsh thrusts of his hips, keeps a constant pressure against your swollen clit while his thick cock rubs against the spongy spot along the front of your cunt. You try to tell him you’re close, that he’s going to make you cum, but all that escapes your mouth are whiny little gasps of his name. 

“I know,” he murmurs in your ear, “can feel you getting tighter, want you to soak my cock, pretty girl. Show me how much you liked my surprise.”

You whimper some nonsensical words until a guttural cry leaves you, head thrashing as your pussy clamps down on Leon’s dick like a vice. 

“Yeah, that’s it,” Leon coos sweetly in your ear, “work that cum out of my cock, let me treat my good girl with a fat load deep in her little cunt.”

“Please,” you whisper, throat scratchy, “cum, please, need it, Leon.”

He groans and humps your pussy faster, barely pulling out only to thrust his cock right back inside your slick walls. Half a dozen thrusts later and he’s burying his cock deep in your cunt, rope after rope of hot cum spilling from his tip. 

“You take it so well,” he praises making you shiver as he finishes inside you. 

He kisses the bruises forming around your neck in the shape of his hands, “Happy Halloween, sweetheart.” 

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[whilesheplayspretend]

OH MY GOD!!! YESSSS he’s so sweet to reader, i love this 😭😭🙏🙏

Spit In My Face My Love (It Won’t Phase Me)

{previous installment}

Stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

written for @gumiegumie, 🪷 anon, and another anon who requested a follow up where reader’s mom notices hickeys/bite marks and asks her about it and combining it with the other asks where reader dresses up and Leon stops her from going out as well as getting jealous over a guy and fucking reader while the guy’s downstairs 👌 and then added some feelings on top. Enjoy!

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, OC for plot purposes, jealous Leon, mean Leon, rough sex, mirror sex, unprotected sex, kissing, multiple creampies, dirty talk, little bit of blood, biting, marking, possessive Leon, feelings are happening!! 🫣

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title from Spit in My Face by ThxSoMch 💜

dividers from @firefly-graphics

Pulling into the garage, you and Leon are able to sneak into the house without seeing either of your parents. After getting cleaned up, Leon heads downstairs to let his dad know you both made it home safe while you hang out in his room.  

You crawl into his bed, burrowing yourself under his sheets. Tucking your face into his pillow, you sigh at how good Leon smells. It makes you giddy like that time you had a major crush, bordering on lov—

You flail until you’re sitting upright, heart pounding in your chest eyes darting to the door. You’re falling for Leon? Oh no no no. Just how? You can’t—

The door to his room opens as Leon steps inside. 

“We’re good,” he rubs the back of his head as he shuts the door, “said it was smarter to pull over than get in a wreck.”

“Uh huh,” your throat feels tight, anxiousness making you nervous. 

“Well I should probably head back to my room and—“

“Stay,” he interrupts, joining you on the bed, “not like they’re gonna notice.”

You squeak when he slips under the covers and pulls you to his chest, tucking you both under the sheets. Heart pounding in your throat, you feel embarrassed with yourself for having a.. a crush on Leon. 

It’s totally fine, it’ll go away just like all the others. 

Everything’s totally fine.

The next morning, as you and Leon grab breakfast in the kitchen, your mom walks in, pauses, and does a double take. 

You frown at her staring, “What?”

“Where did you get that?” she puts her hands on her hips, nodding to your neck. 

You slap a hand on the bruised bite mark left by Leon from yesterday. You chance a glance at him only to see his big dumb grin over your mom’s shoulder. 

‘Oops’ he mouths at you. 

“Young lady, don’t make me ask you again,” your mom pulls your gaze back to her angry one.  

“I-it’s from my boyfriend,” you lie through your teeth while Leon stifles a laugh but completely fails, making you want to sink into the floor.  

“Oh really?” your mom narrows her eyes at you.

“Yep, was actually going to the mall later to meet up with him,” you nod your head, “Leon said he was gonna take me.”

He clears his throat when your mom switches her attention to him. 

“Have you met this boyfriend?”

“No,” he crosses his arm, drawing your eyes to his thick biceps, hating him just a little bit, “but I planned to today.”

Your mom sighs in relief, “Good, you can tell him that we’d like to meet him; invite him to dinner tomorrow night!”

“Mom!”

Leon smirks, “That’s a great idea! I’ll definitely make sure to invite’em and won’t take no for an answer.”

Your mom claps her hands happily, “Perfect! Oh, I can’t wait to meet him,” she turns back to you, “you shouldn’t feel like you have to keep your dating life a secret, sweetie.“

A tight smile crosses your face, “Thanks, mom.”

You glare at Leon as your mom pulls you into a quick hug and he flips you off. 

“Should we get going, sis? Don’t want you to be late for your meet up,” Leon tries to fight down his grin and fails. 

“Sure, big bro,” you roll your eyes at him, “let me grab my wallet and we can go.”

As soon as you meet up with Leon in the car outside, you sock him in the arm. 

“What’s that for?!” he scowls at you, rubbing the muscle. 

“That’s for being a complete ass,” you sneer, “don’t wanna be late for your meet up,” you mimic in a high pitched snippy tone. 

Leon laughs at you as he pulls the car out of the driveway and heads out to the mall. 

“What did you want me to say? ‘Oh don’t worry, I’m the one railing your cute little daughter and got a bit too wild last night’,” he rolls his eyes while you shiver at his words, “don’t think that one’s gonna fly, princess.”

“God, you suck so much,” you gripe, slumping back into the seat with crossed arms, glaring out the window. 

“And you like it,” he smirks at you then turns back to the road, “now what’re we going to do at the mall? Just walk around til it’s been long enough for a date?”

You shrug, “I guess so.”

“Save the charm for your boyfriend there princess,” Leon chuckles to himself. 

You can’t believe you like this guy. He’s such a jerk to you. Shooting a look over at him, you narrow your eyes as an idea occurs to you. You’ll find a guy in the mall, any guy will work, and get him to go as your date for the dinner your mom’s planning. 

Leon’s definitely not going to like this, but let’em get a taste of his own medicine. 

You smile at him, “You’re right, I should save it.”

Settling into the quiet, you try to form some semblance of a plan. You’ll need to get Leon to go off and leave you alone so you can find someone. Shouldn’t be too hard honestly, you can just say you’re going to the restroom. You drum your fingers on your lap and just watch the scenery go by the window. 

Parking and getting inside is easy; separating from Leon is more difficult than you expected. He follows you everywhere; even waiting for you outside the restroom. 

Finally making it to the food court, you’re able to split up as you both want something different to eat. It really does work out for you as you bump into an old classmate and strike up a conversation. You flirt a little and as soon as he starts flirting back, you feel sweet satisfaction deep in your chest. This is perfect. 

Your classmate follows you back to the table Leon’s already seated at, sitting next to you and across from him. 

“Oh, Leon, this is an old friend, Brad,” you gesture across the table, smiling wide at Leon’s flat expression, “Brad this is my step brother, Leon.”

“Nice to meet you!” Brad holds his hand out but Leon ignores it. 

“It is, isn’t it?” Leon smiles back, but it’s laced with disdain making butterflies flutter in your chest. 

“I was just inviting Brad over tonight actually; we’re going out to see a movie and since mom would love to meet him it makes sense for him to swing by and pick me up,” your smile widens even further at Leon’s hateful glare aimed at the guy. 

“Should be fun,” Brad chimes in, nervously gazing from Leon over to you, “does 6 sound good?”

“It’s perfect,” you laugh, “I’m really excited to—“

“Actually, we have to head back now, I forgot we needed to run an errand for my dad,” Leon cuts in, standing up and pulling you up by your arm, “we’ll catch you later, Brett.”

“Uh, i-it’s Brad,“ he stutters out. 

Leon smirks, “Sure, we’ll see you later.”

You frown at Leon but make sure to smile and wave at Brad, “See you at 6!”

As soon as you’re far enough away, you jerk your arm back, “What’s the problem? And what errand?”

“No errand,” Leon shrugged, shoulders stiff, “was just tired of that guy eye fucking you in front of me.”

You roll your eyes at him, “Well, you said I should find a boyfriend and so I did.”

He doesn’t say anything but you can see his jaw clench. He gives you the silent treatment from there all the way back to the house. Once home, he slips off to his room as you let your mom know about your date coming over. 

“I was hoping to see him tomorrow, but tonight isn’t too shabby,” she laughs and pats your arm, “you better go get ready, it’s only a couple of hours til he gets here.”

You head upstairs and bypass Leon’s room. Pausing, you frown at the door. It’s not fair for him to get so upset; it’s his fault anyway you think as you run your hand over the makeup covered bruise he left on your neck. 

Whatever. 

You feel a pang of disappointment and something a little like heartbreak, but squish it down and continue on to your room to get ready. 

Leon can just get over himself. 

A couple of hours later, just as you’re finishing up, there’s a knock on your door. 

“Come in!”

You stay seated at your vanity as you finish the last bit of your makeup and clasp a pretty necklace around your neck. 

“Bart’s downstairs,” Leon’s dull voice calls out, “seems he came early to make a good impression. He’s sucking up to your mom right now.”

You sigh and stand up, “Alright, I’m headed down—“

“No.”

You meet Leon’s baleful glare with surprise. 

“What?”

“You’re not going out looking like that,” he spits out, coming all the way into your room and closing the door. 

“What’re you talking about? It’s just a cute dress,” you roll your eyes, “it’s nothing obscene. You’re just being a jerk.”

Leon strides over to you making you step back until you bump your vanity. Your heartbeat thunders in your ears so loudly you’re surprised he can’t hear it. He grabs your waist and hoists you on top of the wooden surface, shoving your dress hem up until he can see your panties. Cute pale lace with a little rose bow on top. 

His fingers wrap around your thighs, thumbs pressing hard into the bruises he left last time making you choke out a whine. Slick drips from your cunt into your panties. Goosebumps race across your body as your thighs part for his bulky frame. 

“You’re not going out looking like this,” he hisses down at you, eyes narrowed, “I own this slutty little cunt and you’re not showing any of this to anyone else, got it?”

You open your mouth to argue, but Leon shoves his tongue inside, sloppily licking against your own. Moaning, you feel his broad hands grope you through your dress, fingers roughly pinching your nipples until you’re crying out. 

He kisses you so messily that spit drips down your chin; your hands dig into his shoulders as you suck on his thick tongue, whining when he fucks it in and out of your mouth. 

He pulls away, hand tangling in your hair to yank your head back.

“Think you need to be shown who you belong to,” he growls.

He flips your around, bending you over the vanity forcing you face to face with your mirror. Slick floods the gusset of your panties, hole clenching around nothing. 

“You’re gonna watch as I fuck this cute pussy til you understand that you’re mine,” he slaps your ass making you whimper, “thought we already had this lesson in the car.”

In a flash it seems, Leon has already ripped your clothes off. He unbuckles his pants and pulls his dick out, staying fully clothed, as he ruts his thick cock against your silky wet pussy. 

“You’re soaked,” he grins at you in the mirror, “this pussy knows who owns her, huh princess? She’s fucking crying to get dicked down.”

You whine as his tip pushes through your pussy lips and bumps your clit, the fat head of his cock leaking precum all over your sensitive bud. 

“Leon,” you whine, grinding back on him, “please, want it, big brother.”

His dark eyes narrow at you and he slaps your ass hard making you squeal. 

“You’ll take what I give you,” he growls out, rubbing his cock all over your cunt and only ghosting the tip across your soaked hole, “you need to learn some manners.”

“Sorry, big brother,” you whimper, watching as his big hands cup your breasts, massaging the soft skin. 

“You will be,” he smirks, pinching your nipples between his thumb and forefinger, “gonna wreck your cute pussy all night.”

You moan, bucking back against him as he tweaks and tugs on your nipples. His cock glides against your wet cunt, head catching on your clenching hole making you both groan. 

“Should I?” he teases, “should I push inside my sister’s needy little pussy?”

“Yes, yes, please, big brother,” you pant, “please, I want it.”

He slaps your ass again then reaches down to guide his dick into your cunt, sinking easily into your slick fluttering walls until he’s bottoming out and making you choke out a whine. 

“Got this little pussy molded to fit my cock,” he hisses, eyes glued to where you’re joined, “still so fucking tight, baby sis.”

You whimper shakily, “Ungh, you’re so big, Leon.”

He laughs, “Nah, you just have a little hole.”

Clenching down on him makes you moan, “Uh uh, your cock is too big. It hurts.”

He groans and grinds himself deeper, tip kissing your cervix making you wail. 

“Shut the fuck up,” his palm covers your mouth, “trying to get caught? Want everyone to open that door to see me fucking your needy cunt, princess?”

Your eyes roll back as your walls flutter around his throbbing cock, feeling strung out as he grinds against your cervix making you squeal and drool, pussy squeezing him tightly. 

“Think you like how it hurts,” he coos in your ear, “like how deep big brother can reach inside your cute cunt, god you’re gripping me so fucking tight. Don’t worry, baby, ‘m not pulling out anytime soon.”

Your body shudders, pussy walls pulsing around his dick as he rocks against you, letting your pussy squeeze down on him. Feeling like jello, your brain can’t think of anything except how good it feels. He drops his hand from your mouth to grab onto your hip. 

“Big brother,” you gasp, eyes fighting to stay on his face in the mirror, “want you to fuck me.”

He grunts, pulling out to fuck back in just as deep. You moan, bouncing back against him. Leon’s hands grip your hips tightly, pounding his cock into your messy cunt harder and harder, the sound of skin slapping together sounding loud in your room. 

“Feel me rearranging your guts, princess?” his harsh voice whispers in your ear, hands fisted in your hair to hold your tear stained face up to the mirror. 

You distantly realize your makeup’s totally ruined, smeared across your face, eyes hooded as you watch Leon bully his cock into your soaked cunt. He continues to rub against your g-spot with unerring accuracy, slick sliding down his cock to drip off his balls. 

“S’too deep, big brother,” you whine, drool slipping from your lips to land on your vanity, fingers digging into its wooden surface. 

“Oh, I don’t think I’m deep enough,” he laughs meanly, “think I can fuck the tip straight into your womb, sweetheart?”

Your pussy clamps down like a vice around his throbbing length, spine arching and eyes rolling back as you cum around his cock. 

He laughs even harder, “What a little freak my baby sis is, fucking gagging for it, what a slut.”

Gasping and panting, you push back against him as he thrusts harder into your soaked hole, “‘m your slut, big brother.”

Leon makes a low groaning noise in his throat, “Yeah, ya are—my little cumslut. Gonna fill you up so good, let it drip out of that needy fucking pussy while he takes you to the fucking movies.”

“No,” you cry out. 

Pushing up enough to move your hands behind you both, you clasp onto the back of Leon’s neck, body arching beautifully for him, letting him fuck his thick cock into your sensitive pussy even deeper. 

“Don’t wanna go, just want you,” tears gather in your eyes, head tilting back to look up at Leon’s chiseled features, “please, big brother—Leon.”

He snarls down at you, one hand wrapping around your neck and his other sliding down to rub at your overstimulated cunt, fingertips teasing across your clit. 

“Fine, gonna keep you here, tell your little boy toy to fuck off then come up here and rail you so hard you’ll feel my cock in your throat,” he rumbles darkly, lips brushing the shell of your ear as he squeezes your throat. 

“Please, please, please,” you chant, tears streaking your face as your nails scratch at his skin. 

Leon’s fingers rub your pudgy sensitive clit until you’re clawing his neck and scalp, babbling and shaking as you cream all over his cock, orgasm making your brain complete mush. 

“Good fucking girl,” he hisses, head dipping down so his teeth sink into your shoulder as he buries his dick inside your fluttering hole, spilling hot sticky cum inside your pussy, “mmm, milk me, take that load deep into that hot pretty princess cunt.”

You whimper and mewl, legs shaking as Leon’s cum drips down your thighs from your still stuffed hole. He grunts as he slips his spent cock from your pussy. 

“Here,” he eases you backwards until he can set you down on the bed, “I’ll be right back, okay?”

He drops kisses to the top of your head, the apples of your cheeks, then your parted lips. A surge of deep want floods your body. Feeling needy, you tangle your fingers in his hair and pull him into a filthy tongue filled kiss. 

He groans, kneeling on the bed before letting you drag him down on top of you. You want him so much tears prick your eyes, mouth sloppily kissing him. He moans, rutting his half hard cock against your cream covered pussy. 

“Princess,” he mutters against your lips. 

You ignore him and rock against his stiffening dick, legs wrapping around his waist. 

“Again,” you whisper against his lips, “please, Leon.”

A low pained sound slips from his mouth, “Yeah, yeah, I’ll give it to ya.”

Reaching between your bodies, he presses the tip of his cock inside your pussy. 

“Fuck, you’re so sticky inside, baby,” he bottoms out quickly, stealing your breath. 

“Want it, please,” you whine, nails scratching against his back, “want big brother to fill me up again.”

He groans, pulling out and fucking back into your sloppy sounding pussy, “Mm don’t worry, I will, princess. God, what’s gotten into you?”

That needy want fills your sex addled mind; you want more than just sex with Leon but can’t articulate anything in your cockdrunk haze. 

“Want you,” you whimper, hands tugging him down into a kiss, “wanna feel full.”

“Can’t stay too long, they expect you downstairs,” he murmurs against your mouth. 

“Don’t care,” you sigh as Leon ruts his dick just right and rubs along the spongy spot inside your cunt, “just want you.”

“Fuck,” he growls, hips snapping into you harder, “yeah? Just need big brother pounding your cute pussy?”

“Yes, yes,” you moan, “just need my pussy stuffed with big brother’s cock.”

“Fucking hell,” his hips hump into your clenching hole harder, fucking your cunt rougher than before, “pussy gripping me so fucking good.”

He licks into your panting mouth as he picks up the pace, rabbiting his cock into your squelching cunt so hard the bed rattles. His pelvis presses down on your swollen clit on every thrust and paired with his dick nailing your g-spot repeatedly, your back arches off the bed—orgasm hitting you so hard you see fireworks behind your closed eyelids. 

“There you go,” he soothes, “milk me, sweetheart, milk big brother’s cock so he can breed your pussy.”

Your nails score down his back making him hiss and ram his dick harder into your cunt, tip knocking against your cervix til he’s spilling inside you again. He grunts as rope after rope of hot cum floods your pussy. Laying there until he catches his breath, Leon raises up to pull out of your spasming heat. 

When you whine up at him, he pets your head. 

“Relax for me, princess. I’m gonna grab you some water,” he kisses you gently one last time. 

You hum, smiling dopily up at him, “‘Kay.”

You watch with tired eyes as he moves off the bed and walks over to the door. 

Leon gives you a crooked smile as he slips out of your room, closing the door behind him. He dips into the bathroom to give himself a once over, wiping your makeup off of his face with a smirk. He makes his way downstairs, practically skipping. 

He swings into the living room, making sure to look suitably concerned as he makes his way to your mom and Brent? Brett? Whatever. 

“Hey, sorry to interrupt but sadly you guys are gonna have to take a rain check,” Leon looks down, closing his hand into a fist once he sees your lipgloss smeared along his palm, “she’s not feeling well, got a bad migraine.”

Your mom frowns, “Oh poor thing, I’ll go up in a moment and check on her.”

Leon shoots her a disarming smile , “Don’t worry, I’m grabbing her a water and some meds. You can show our guest out,” Leon shoots a simpering smile over to Bentley(?). 

She smiles over at Leon and then stands up to walk the other guy to the door, “Thanks, Leon.”

He gives her a two fingered salute and walks off toward the kitchen, subtly watching as he guides that idiot to the front door. Leon’s in and out of the kitchen, grabbing a couple of waters, and quickly making his way upstairs. He stops by his room and grabs one of his old phys ed shirts, eager to see you wearing it, and slips back into your room. 

You’ve already undressed, sleepily lounging on the bed in a nightshirt, coming to when you hear the door click shut. 

“Baby,” he murmurs, moving over to you and cupping your face, “let’s get a shower and head to bed.”

“Sounds good,” you slur, turning your face to kiss his thumb.

His heart clenches tightly, sticky warmth filling his chest and making his ears burn. 

“So sweet,” he mutters under his breath, helping you up. 

“Just wanted you to be nice,” you mumble, leaning into his side, “didn’t care about Brad.”

Leon winces, glad you’re sleepily nuzzling into him as he guides you quietly out into the hall to the nearby bathroom. 

“I know,” he rumbles, dropping a kiss to to your head, “you deserve someone sweeter.”

He sits you down on the closed toilet lid once you both enter the bathroom, turning and locking the door. 

You’re pouting at him and he can’t help but grin at you. 

“You can be sweet,” you murmur, eyelashes kissing your cheeks when you look away to the wall, picking at your nails. 

He wants to pull his hair at the flood of butterflies swarming in his stomach, threatening to choke him. Is this a crush? It’s way more intense than that it seems. He’s never felt like this before. 

“You drive me crazy,” he finally sighs, kneeling in front of you, helping you slip your shirt off, “I don’t know what to do.”

Your fingers brush away the fringe from his face, letting him meet your eyes unhindered, “Just…”

He watches as you bite your bottom lip, holding back what you want to say. 

“Just be mindful,” you say, a weak smile crossing your face. 

He knows that’s not what you wanted to say but he’s too chickenshit to ask you for more. 

“Ready for that shower, princess?” 

He tilts your wrist up to kiss your pulse point, eyes never leaving yours so he sees when your breath hitches. 

“Please, Leon,” you whisper. 

His eyes search yours for a second before standing up to step over to the full bath, flicking on the water. He feels like he’s out of his depth but not even sure how to cross that line with you. He glances back to see you brushing against the bruising on your thighs and hips, darker than before. Heated possession settles deep in his gut, pleased at the marks he left, wanting to leave more. 

He pulls his attention back to the water thinking to himself that he’s fucked, already half in love with you with not a goddamn clue on where you stand in this backwards ass relationship. 

You’re quiet in the shower, lost in thought it seems to Leon so he doesn’t push it, helps you wash off before cleaning himself then shutting off the water. You step out in your towel, leaving him alone in the bathroom with his swirling thoughts. As he dries his hair with the towel, he stares at the closed door. His stomach rolls with the thought you would’ve went out with that dickhead just to spite him, but to be fair, he drove you to it. 

Frustrated, he wraps the towel around his waist and leaves the bathroom, heading into his room prepared to wallow and listen to music as he parcels through his messy feelings; however, opening the door draws him up short. 

His eyes drift from your bare legs up to his shirt that’s so long it hits the top of your thighs, gaze finally moving all the way up to see you completely asleep on his bed. It feels like a sucker punch to his solar plexus. He quietly closes his door and leans against it. He feels sick. Fuck. 

It’s not fair. You’re too fucking good and he wants more than what you’re willing to give. He wants to take you out, wants to spoil you, wants to love—

He shakes his head hard. No. He can’t go there. He’ll get over it. It’s just infatuation. It’s honestly nothing. 

He ignores the crisis waiting to happen and slides in a pair of briefs before slipping into bed behind you. You murmur, turning in your sleep to bury your face into his chest. He clenches his eyes shut, wrapping his arm around you to pull you even closer. He falls asleep nuzzling into your hair, listening to your even breathing as he relaxes against you. 

You wake up with a start. 

Disoriented, your eyes rapidly look around, a sigh escaping you once you realize you fell asleep in Leon’s room. You roll over, coming face to face with his sleeping face. Your eyes squint as you read the time on your watch. It’s before seven am, so he’s not waking up for awhile. 

You smile to yourself, taking in his slack mouth and dark eyelashes, eyes tracing the little freckles down to the vampire bite he has on his neck. You want to run your hands over that pair of freckles but refrain from waking him up. He looks so sweet like this. That feeling of want ramps up again making your toes curl. You wish he was just a boy you had met at school or the mall or something. 

It would make this whirlwind of feelings less messy; your heart thumps painfully in your chest making your breath stutter. If he was just some guy you had met, you could be months into a relationship now. You let yourself daydream what that would be like. Would he be sweeter to you? He’d take you out on dates, but would he be mean like he is now or…

You bite your lip. Would he just be mean during sex? Your cunt throbs but you ignore it. You’re pretty sure he would be, he just can’t help himself. Luckily for you both, you likeit. However… 

You deflate a little. You wish he were sweeter to you sometimes. Like at the company picnic. Not that you don’t like him as he is, just—

Tears prick your eyes and you blink rapidly, willing them away. 

You just want him to like you like you like him. 

“Y’kay?” he mumbles, eyes blinking sleepily, thumb clumsily rubbing your cheek. 

“Yeah,” you whisper, giving him a watery smile, lie slipping off your tongue, “just a bad dream.”

“C’mere,” he slurs, tugging you into his body, tucking your face into his neck, “shoulda woke me up.”

His warm palms stroke down your back, a slow back and forth that almost makes you want to cry. You wrap your hand around him and squeeze, nuzzling deeper into his neck. 

“Hey, s’okay,” he mumbles, voice rough with sleep, “I got you, baby.”

You sniffle, tears slipping from your eyes, heart aching at his words. 

“Yeah?” your voice comes out small. 

“A’course,” he pets you, hands softly stroking your head and down your back, “always got you.”

Letting yourself have this moment, you squeeze him tighter to you. 

Who knew being in love sucked so much?

You stay in Leon’s arms for most of the morning, mainly cause he falls back to sleep holding you and you just don’t have the heart to wake him up by pulling away. 

Once he rolls over in his sleep, you take the opportunity to slip from his room and go back into yours. You get dressed and walk downstairs, heading to where you can hear your mom cooking in the kitchen. 

“Oh honey,” she walks up to you, putting the palm of her hand on your forehead, “you feeling better? Leon told us you had a nasty headache.”

You want to laugh hysterically. God, you’re all over the place this morning. 

“Uh yeah,” you give her a small smile, “think I just was a little dehydrated.”

She clicks her tongue and turns back to the stove, “You know to drink more water. Maybe take a break from the sodas and coffee today.”

Nodding although she can’t see it, you push yourself up to sit on the counter, “I’m going to.”

“Good,” she turns with a little grin, “that Brad sure is cute.”

You roll your eyes, “Yeah, I don’t think I’m going to see him anymore.”

She frowns, “But why, he’s such a nice young man.”

You kick your feet against the cabinet as you look over at the window, “I dunno, just don’t feel that spark, y’know?”

She smiles, eyes softening in understanding, “I know,” she turns back to the pan on the cooktop, “well just make sure to let him down easy.”

You hum your agreement and let the conversation drift into a comfortable silence. 

“Oh!” 

You turn to your mom wiping her hands on her apron, “We’re going on a trip!”

“Everyone?” 

“No,” she laughs, “we’re gonna leave Leon in charge but we’ll be gone for the week starting tomorrow!”

She sighs happily, “I’ve always wanted to go to the Grand Canyon.”

You giggle, “That’s like a family vacation.”

She swats at you with her own giggle, “Yeah well it’s also for couples.”

“What’s for couples?”

You both turn to see Leon rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he walks into the kitchen. Hands digging into the edge of the counter, you nod your head to your mom. 

“The Grand Canyon.”

Leon barks out a laugh then covers his mouth as your mom swats him the dish towel. 

“It is very romantic, thank you,” she sniffs haughtily but it falls flat when she laughs afterward. 

She takes on a serious face, “But that means you’ll be in charge while we’re gone, so no wild parties mister.”

His eyes dart to you with a gleam and your thighs press together, “Oh no, wouldn’t dream of it.”

She purses her lips, “I mean it, Leon. We’ll be checking the security cameras to make sure.”

Leon laughs at that, attention going back to your mom letting you breathe easily, “Yes, ma’am.”

She shakes her head with a good natured sigh, “Kids.”

A timer goes off on her phone and she shuts the stove eye off.

“I’ve got to finish packing,” she says to you, slipping her apron off and hanging it on a hook connected to the back of the pantry door, “once this is cool, will you put it in a dish and stick in the fridge?”

“Sure, mom,” you smile at her, watching as she leaves the kitchen. 

Leon waits a beat, eyes tracking your mom before making his way over to you. He smirks, long fingers pushing your legs open to slot himself between your thighs. 

“How’re you this morning?” he kisses your neck making you gasp. 

“I-I’m okay,” your voice shakes as his lips drag along your neck, nipping and kissing the bruised skin. 

“Mmm,” he hums, tongue dipping out to taste your throat, “no more bad dreams?”

“N-no,” your hands grip his shoulders, wanting to push him away but liking the attention. 

“Princess,” he rumbles, raising his head up to look down at you, eyes dark and unreadable.

He presses his lips to yours, kissing you like he’s never tasted anything this good in his life. You whine and he gets rougher, biting your bottom lip and licking across it before slipping his tongue into your mouth. His hands drop to your thighs, yanking your body to the edge of the counter. 

You pull away with a pant, “Leon, we’re not alone.”

“I know,” he rolls his eyes, fingers digging into the bruises making your cunt leak slick. 

He kisses you wetly one last time and moves completely away from you. He opens his mouth to say something when his dad breezes into the kitchen. 

“Honey, I— oh hey you two,” he smiles, “I got off work early so we can leave out tonight.”

“Congrats, pops,” Leon gives him a crooked smile and your heart flips at the soft look. 

His dad rolls his eyes making you think that’s definitely where Leon picked it up from. 

“Yeah, yeah, you’re just ready to have the house to yourself.”

“Did you already know?”

Leon turns to you brow furrowed, “Pops told me the other day.”

“Ah,” you shrug, “mom just told me today.”

Your stepdad laughs, “She’s so excited that it must’ve slipped her mind. I’m gonna go tell her the good news. See you both later!”

You slip off the counter, following after him when Leon grabs your forearm stopping you. 

“What?” you squint your eyes at him. 

“You seem off—weird.”

You bat your eyelashes at him, “Gee, thanks for the compliment.”

Wrenching your arm away, you rush off, locking yourself in your room to try and sort out your chaotic emotions. Hours later, there’s a knock at your door. 

Opening it to your mom and stepdad, they both hug you and bid goodbye, promising to call, reminding you that service isn’t great so to be careful and take care of each other. You smile and wave them off, closing your door once they disappear down the stairs. 

Luckily unluckily, Leon leaves you be for the rest of the day. You hear him pause outside your door a couple of times but he doesn’t stay longer than a handful of seconds before walking on to his room. You feel like throwing up, your nerves are so all over the place.

It’s a couple of days later and the house is quiet. You’ve avoided or given Leon the cold shoulder anytime you’ve run into him. Surprisingly, it’s worked even if his stare makes chills run down your spine. Tiptoeing out of your room, you’ve slipped down into the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat before scurrying back up to your room. 

After agonizing all night again, you’ve determined that you’re just going to have to stop being with Leon. It hurts to even think it, but if it’s all one sided, it’s better to quit now before you get even more involved. 

Finally leaving your room, you walk over to Leon’s but chicken out last minute and veer downstairs. You’ll just chill in the living room and once Leon comes down, you can talk to him in a neutral territory. Flipping on the TV and finding reruns of a sitcom you like, you settle down and let it take your mind off things. 

You’re cringing and giggling at Michael hitting Meredith with his car when the doorbell rings. You glance upstairs but don’t see any movement so when the doorbell goes off again, you sigh and climb up off the couch. Glancing through the peephole, you frown to see Brad on the other side. 

“Who is it?” A hot gust of air whispers in your ear. 

You squeak rubbing the shell of your ear as you pull back to glare at Leon. 

“Brad,” you deadpan.

Leon’s jaw clenches, “Who said you could invite him over, princess? I’m in charge and starting now he’s banned from ever stepping foot here again.”

You scoff, “Not that it’s any of your business, but I don’t even have a way to contact him. I guess he’s stopping by to check in.”

“Tell him to leave or I will, and it won’t be nice,” Leon’s voice darkens, pressing you against the door, “I’ll make it to where he’ll wish he never met you.”

As much as that makes your heartbeat fast and cunt ache, you bare your teeth at him, “I’ll talk to whoever the fuck I want to. You might think you own me, but you don’t own shit, Leon.”

You shove him away and open the door, smiling too brightly at Brad.

“Hi!”

Brad smiles back, “Hi, uh, how’re you feeling?”

“Better,” you shoot a glare at Leon, stepping out onto the porch and closing the door, “sorry I had to cancel our plans.”

Brad laughs, “Don’t apologize, kinda last minute plans at that, ya know?”

“Yeah,” you grin at him, “what’re you—“

The door pulls open and Leon steps out next to you. 

“Benton, so nice to see you again!”

The smile on your face tightens, anger pulsing in your temples. 

“I-it’s Brad,” the boy tries to correct with a nervous smile, “and yeah, it’s nice to—“

“Yeah, yeah, listen, can I talk to you for a sec?” Leon’s grinning but his eyes are dead as he grabs Brad by the arm and frog marches him down the porch steps.

“Leon, what’re you doing?”

He turns to you with a look so dark that it makes you pause. 

“Just guy talk, princess.”

Your heart rabbits in your chest, worry overtaking the anger as Leon leads Brad back to his car parked out on the street. You lean over the porch banister, torn between wanting to go down there or watching what Leon will do. 

Leon doesn’t raise his voice or hands, but even from here you can see the fear etched on Brad’s face. He’s pulling away from Leon like he’s been burned and climbing into his car, peeling out from your street without even a look back at you. Leisurely making his way back to be house, Leon stops on the porch and gestures for you to go into the house first. 

You glare at him and storm past him, climbing up the stairs as he shuts and locks the front door. Nerves shoot through you when you hear him chase after you and grab you right outside his room. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” 

“My room, Leon,” you spit out, twisting in his arms. 

You squeal when he deadlifts you over his shoulder, pushing into his room and throwing you down onto his bed. 

“Nah, enough of that,” he climbs onto the bed after you, pinning your wrists down with his hands, “you seem to be getting airs, little princess.”

“Fuck off, Leon,” you’re so frustrated that tears are threatening to spill, “get off me, this is done. I’m done. We’re done, okay?”

He frowns, leaning up on his haunches and letting you slide back until you’re leaning against the headboard, pulling your knees up to your chest, wiping the tears from your face. 

“What’re you talking about?” he’s watching you closely.

“This,” you wave your hand from yourself to him, “this is done. I, I can’t keep doing it, Leon.”

Your voice breaks and more tears spill across your cheeks. 

“I can’t keep being with you like this.”

“Oh.”

He seems to deflate, falling back until he’s able to sit with his legs criss cross.

“Was it,” he clears his throat, picking at his comforter, “did I hurt you?”

You laugh incredulously, “Yes, but not in the way you think.”

He frowns at you from under his fringe, blue eyes staring you down. 

“Explain it to me then.”

You exhale shakily, hiding your eyes behind your palms, “You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“I like you, Leon.”

“And?”

“What do you mean ‘and’? I like you, Leon.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“Everything?! You don’t even feel the same way. I’m sleeping with a guy who I’m falling in lo—like with and he doesn’t even care about me like that.”

“Hey.”

His sharp voice makes you drop your palms from your damp eyes. 

“Who the fuck said I didn’t care about you like that?”

Confusion makes your brows pinch together, “What?”

He moves so fast you don’t realize what’s happening until you’re being kissed breathless. 

“I like you, too,” he kisses you again, catching your sob with his lips, “I meant it when I said you drive me crazy. I want you all the time. Want you more than just your body. Love your smartass mouth and your weird sense of humor.”

He kisses all over your tearstained face, “Love how excited you get about stuff, like when I randomly gave you those gummy worms and you smiled for the rest of the day.”

You laugh wetly, letting him kiss the sound from your mouth.

“I love spending all my time with you,” he drops a kiss to your cheek, “meant it when I said I got you, baby.”

You smile through a new batch of tears, messily pressing your lips to Leon’s. 

“Leon, please,” you whimper, hands digging into his shoulders, “show me, show me how much you’ve got me.”

“Okay, okay,” he soothes, kissing your jaw and down your neck, “let me show you, princess.”

Between you both it’s no time before you’re both naked in his bed, grinding against each other, lips meeting over and over between gasps and whines. 

“Please, Leon,” you whimper, arching up as he drags his fat tip across your clit, “want you so much.”

“I’ve got you,” he kisses you as he presses his cock into your soaked pussy.

He bottoms out with a low groan, “Good girl, fuck, ruined me for anyone else, baby.”

You keen high in your throat, cunt fluttering around his cock at his words. 

“You ruined me for anyone, big brother,” you whisper against his lips making him growl and rut deeper into your slick pussy. 

“Damn right,” he kisses you so hard it splits your bottom lip making you both moan. 

“Aww, little sis,” he coos, tongue lapping against the cut, “didn’t mean to get so rough.”

“Like it,” you mewl, hands tangled in his blonde strands, “like when you’re rough, big brother.”

He groans, humping your pussy so hard he rubs against your g-spot, “You’re perfect, fuck. Wanna cum inside you.”

“Please, please, love how hot it feels,” you kiss him, smearing blood on his mouth. 

“My hot cum filling you up, stuffing my little sister’s pussy so good, it drips out,” his hot breath slides over your neck before he’s biting down, deep, nearly breaking skin.

Your whole body thrashes, hips rocking up into his bulky weight pinning you down to the sheets.

“Gonna mark you all over,” he bites you again on the opposite side of your throat making you cry out, voice cracking. 

“Gonna take you apart all week long,” he swears into your ear, kissing the lobe. 

Your cunt’s clamping down on his dick rhythmically as he bullies against the spongy spot in your cunt. His leans up to shift his upper body so he can latch onto your hard nipples. Whining, your legs spasm and wrap tighter around his waist. 

He slows down, rutting slow into your cunt as his mouth bites and sucks at your aching buds. 

“Love sucking your tits,” he lathes his tongue across the swell of your breast, nipping the soft skin, “tomorrow wanna just suck on’em all day, see if we can make you cum from just that.”

“Leon,” you whine, pussy pulsing around his dick.

He laughs low in his throat, teeth biting your nipple before sucking it softly into his mouth. His head stays buried between your breasts, slowly taking his fill of suckling and biting your nipples until they’re puffy and sore. 

“Wanna cum,” you pant, hips twisting and writhing under him, “Leon, big brother, please.”

He presses down on you even more, settling his heavy weight over you until you’re mewling from not being able to move. 

“We got all night, princess,” he whispers in your ear, tongue licking across the shell, “could just rut in your wet little cunt all night, keep you stuck here on my cock for hours.” 

Whimpering, your nails dig into his broad back making him buck into your soaked hole. 

“Mmm my own personal fleshlight, grips me just right,” he teases, groaning as your pussy squeezes his cock tightly, “oh, like being big brother’s pocket pussy, baby?”

“Uh huh,” you moan, “m’pussy belongs to big brother.”

“Fuck yeah it does,” he grunts, thrusting into your cunt a few times before slowing back down, “gonna let me use you whenever I want?“

“Big brother,” you pant, drooling as he grinds right against your g-spot continuously, body shaking with your impending orgasm, “please.”

“Let your boyfriend make you cum, baby sis,” he kisses your jaw, “then he’ll cream your pretty cunt.”

He rocks even harder against you, pelvis rubbing across your clit as his tip kisses your cervix making you gush around his cock as you cum, pussy walls milking his throbbing length.  

“Oh, there we go, good girl,” he praises against your ear, smoky voice making you clench again, “god, ‘m close, gonna cum in you, gonna fill you up just like you asked.”

“Please, please,” you weakly beg, body locked around him as he fucks you hard and deep. 

With a choked off groan, he thrusts deeply one last time and stills, cock kicking and throbbing as hot sticky cum spills from the fat tip, painting your fluttering walls white. You moan brokenly, pulling him into another messy kiss.

After a few minutes, Leon’s softening cock slips from your cunt, hole oozing creamy spend all over his sheets. He lays down next to you, pulling you into his arms.

“You’re so fucking perfect, princess,” he murmurs into your hairline, kissing your forehead. 

Warmth floods your chest as you smile up at him, “You’re pretty special, too.”

He grins, thumb tilting your chin up, “Flattery will get you everywhere.”

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OH MY GOODNESS 😵‍💫😵‍💫 i swear im so unhinged

You’re All I’ve Got Tonight

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part i

office exec!Leon S. Kennedy x personal assistant fem!reader

Dedicated to the lovely @ephemeris-equinox; hope it lives up to expectations 🫣 🤭 💜

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, dirty talk, kissing, nipple/breast play, grinding, unprotected sex, creampie

Actually looked over with a second pair of eyes by the ever lovely @rex122303 ✌️ you have my unwavering devotion 🙇‍♀️

title from You're All I’ve Got Tonight by The Cars

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You’ve been giving Leon the cold shoulder since that scandalous night in his office. You know it’s not his fault he was suddenly called up by the CEO to handle some business altercation out of state. 

But he could have called you or left a message or, hell, he could have emailed you. So when he shows up a week later, you’re short and to the point, never staying late and always disappearing if it looks like you’ll be alone with him. 

If he’s frustrated with you, you don’t really care (you do, but you’ll never admit it). He’s still cordial, still touchy feely when he can get away with it, like when brushing past you in the boardroom, but you stay firmly polite even if his touch makes you press your thighs together. 

It all comes to a head a few weeks later when an overnight trip to a business summit’s announced for the small team under Leon’s advisement. This small team also includes you, much to your chagrin. So you prep and plan, making sure all the emails are filled with the correct dossiers and agendas for each individual person and marking off the calendar accordingly. 

Leon tries to corner you time and again as you get everything setup, but you’re able to duck out of it every single time. You know it’s not very mature of you to avoid him, but you still feel embarrassed about the reaction you had when he ghosted you, even if it wasn’t entirely his fault. Your pride took one hit already, so now you’re just trying to avoid another. 

The date for the summit arrives far too quickly and you’re all holed up in the rental van to drive out of the city to the nearby retreat that’s hosting. You make small talk with Ark, a really sweet guy who works in IT. He’s friendly without being overbearing so the drive passes by comfortably although not quickly. 

Arriving at the retreat, everyone piles out of the van, grabs their luggage, and makes their way to the front desk. Bad luck on your part lands you at the end of the line standing next to Leon. Surprisingly, he doesn’t try to chat you up or anything, just scrolling on his phone with a little furrow between his brows. You stare ahead watching as the rest of the team grab their room keys and disappear further into the foyer.  

“Hi there and welcome! Checking in?”

The perky brunette behind the desk smiles at you, making you smile back, but before you open your mouth Leon steps in front of you. 

“Hi! Checking in for Kennedy.”

Your smile tightens as you side step so you’re standing a little behind Leon now. The lady sends you a quick sympathetic look as she types in his name. 

“You’re all set, sir,” she hands him a keycard, “if you need anything whatsoever please don’t hesitate to contact the front desk or the concierge. Please have a wonderful stay!”

She turns to you and repeats the same greeting making you internally wince in sympathy as she types in your information. Her smile falters and eventually drops into a confused frown. 

“I’m terribly sorry, but it seems like your party has all checked in and there are no more rooms available,” she types for a few more seconds before turning back to you with an apologetic smile, “and seeing as we’re fully booked, you can check and see if one of your colleagues—“

“She can room with me,” Leon offers flippantly, giving the brunette another smile, before turning back to his phone, “it’s not a big deal.”

She turns to you, eyebrows raised in question and you sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“It’ll be fine,” you plaster a fake smile on and look over at Leon, “I appreciate it, Mr. Kennedy.”

He gives you a smarmy little grin, “Not a problem, madam secretary.”

You roll your eyes at him and turn back in time to grab the spare keycard. 

The young woman rattles off the same spiel as you grab your luggage, “If you need anything whatsoever please don’t hesitate to contact the front desk or the concierge. Please have a wonderful stay!”

You follow Leon through the foyer and over to the elevators, thanking your lucky stars no one from your office will actually see that you’re bunking with the boss. Butterflies threaten to flutter in your chest but you tamp them down, not letting yourself get swept away like last time. 

Leon lets you stew in your own thoughts as you enter the tenth floor, leading you down the hall to the room you’ll be sharing. He unlocks the door and holds it open, gesturing for you to enter first. You nod and roll your luggage case in behind you only to stop dead in the little hallway into the room. 

“There’s just one bed,” you blurt out, disbelief sweeping over you. 

Leon walks up next to you, letting the door swing shut. 

“Oh wow, that’s really unfortunate,” he shrugs, sounding a little too blasé. 

You squint at his side profile, “I’ll see if they can send in a roller bed—“

Leon scoffs, “Look it’s a king size bed, we can share like civilized adults.”

You purse your lips, “Mmhmm, and it’s not just awfully convenient we ran out of rooms for everyone and now we just happen to have to share a bed?”

Leon grins at you, the one that always makes those damn butterflies flutter.

“Just really weird co-winky-dinks,” his grin widens when you fight the smile wanting to slip out, instead giving him another eye roll. 

“Okay,” you throw your hands up with a sigh, “it’s only a short weekend trip.”

One of the reasons you’ve been avoiding Leon is it’s so easy to slip into the comfortable back and forth you’ve already built up. So it’s next to no time before he’s already weaseled a laugh out of you with his shitty one liner jokes. You’re a little nervous now that you’re kinda back on friendly terms, especially after you explained yourself. 

Now, he’s ordering room service for you both while you jump in the shower, letting yourself spend some extra time on shaving and primping before leaving the bathroom. Not for any ulterior motives or anything you think to yourself as you finish putting on your moisturizer. 

When you come out of the bathroom, Leon slips past you and shuts the door. You see that he hasn’t eaten yet, deciding to wait on you to finish up, which makes you feel warm and fuzzy at the thoughtful gesture. So you wait in turn, drinking some water as you channel surf, settling on a show about an elderly mystery writer who always stumbles upon a murder that needs solving. 

You’re pretty engrossed with J.B. Fletcher’s hunt for the killer, but when Leon steps out of the bathroom he draws all of your attention. His face is obscured as he dries his hair with a towel, leaving you to ogle his bare chest and toned stomach with his low slung sweats sitting on his hips, his happy trail catching your eye last. 

You make sure to be looking away by the time he drops the towel around his shoulders. 

“You should’ve went ahead,” he nudges your side, sitting down next to you on the bed. 

“Eh, just thought I’d wait,” you smile at him, nudging him back as he grabs one of the food containers. 

You grab another container and you both watch the rest of the show as you eat a late dinner. After tossing the trash away, you brush your teeth side by side at the double sinks, and find your way into bed. 

After settling underneath the blankets, Leon rolls over and props his head up on his palm. 

“So no goodnight kiss?” 

You roll over to mirror him, eyes taking in his half smile and damp fringe. 

“What makes you think you should get a goodnight kiss?” 

“Lots of reasons,” his hands shoot out to grab your waist, yanking you into his body. 

“I think you owe me a lot of making up, honey,” he murmurs, dropping a kiss to your cheek. 

One heated kiss leads to another and before you know it—

“Oh god,” you whine, grinding slowly against Leon. 

His cock is trapped in your panties, rubbing all along your dripping slit as he ruts against your cunt. His back rests against the headboard of the hotel room bed with you straddling his lap. 

You’ve been like this for an hour already; his lap and your thighs are soaked in slick and precum. 

“S’good,” he mutters under his breath, dilated eyes watching your tits jiggle, “wanna stay like this for the rest of the weekend.”

Goosebumps trail down your arms as you shiver, body completely bare except for your panties. 

“What about the presentation, sir? The actual summit?”

Leon grins lazily, dragging his eyes up to your face, “What about’em? I’m just trying to hump this little pussy.”

You whimper and rock against him harder.

The grin on his face widens, “Yeah, you like it too, like my fat cock rubbing all over this soaked cunt.”

“Leon,” your nails dig into his shoulders, eyes clenched shut.

“I wanna slide it in, but this feels too good,” he grunts, feeling your clit catch on the tip of his dick, “c’mere and let me suck on those tits, know you like that.”

You rock forward, pressing your chest out as his mouth leans up to suck on your hard nipples. He groans low in his chest as his lips and tongue work one hard bud while his fingers tweak and pinch the other. Your hips give short little thrusts as sharp bolts of arousal buzz in your clit. 

Sloppy sounds of sucking fill the room along with your pants and whines as Leon lathes your breasts with his attention. 

“Leon I want it, want your cock in me, please,” you gasp out as he bites your nipple and runs his tongue across it over and over until you’re squirming against him. 

“Think you deserve it?” he kisses across your breasts, teeth nipping at the skin as he swaps to the other nipple.  

“Please, want it, I’m so empty,” you whine.

“You've been ignoring me, honey,” he mockingly pouts up at you, lips swollen and hair messy, “outright avoiding me, I’d say.”

“You were mean,” you whine and he pinches your nipples hard making you buck against him.

“I’m being sweet now, aren’t I?” he grunts, sliding his fat cock into your pussy making you squeal from the stretch.

He’s so much bigger than you remember, making your back bow, head tipped back and mouth open, panting while he bullies his dick deeper and deeper into your pussy until he’s bottoming out.

He shushes you as you sink down on his dick with a low cry, “Such a good girl for me. Damn, missed this tight little pussy.”

You shove your breasts into his face making him growl, hands tightening on your hips, sinking you fully down on his cock. Leon’s mouth hotly kisses across your tits, sucking bruises into the sensitive skin. Groaning, he suckles your nipples eagerly until you’re bouncing on his dick. 

You let your hands sink into his soft hair, rocking your hips down hard onto his lap. Mewling, you tug on the silky strands as Leon’s tongue laps across your swollen nipples making you squirm. His hands move up to your waist as he humps your hot wet pussy, burying his cock deep in your throbbing cunt.

Feeling over sensitive, you try to pull his head away from your chest but he only groans, suckling your hard bud deeper into his mouth. His cock kicks and throbs as you slump forward, smooshing your tits into his face. 

“Leon, they’re g’nna be so sore,” you gasp as he nips at the swell of your breasts before pulling away. 

“But you like it, squeezing down on me so tight,” he grins, shaking the hair from his face as he tilts his head up, “now kiss me, sweetheart.”

You whine in the back of your throat and drop your mouth down on his. You feel as Leon scrapes his teeth against your bottom lip. He moans, licking into your mouth, tongue running along yours teasingly. 

He tugs you closer and closer, the kisses becoming more sloppy with spit dripping past your swollen lips. He chuckles when your fingers drop from his hair to cup the back of his head, pulling him forward til there’s no space between you. 

Pulling away for a breath, Leon just tugs you back in for another messy kiss, his hot tongue licking into you again and again.

“Been driving me up the wall, wanted to talk to you so bad,” he lets his head fall back to rest against the headboard as you grind dirtily against him, “had the best sex of my life and when I came back you pretended I didn’t even exist, honey.”

“‘m sorry, sir,” you whimper, eyes fluttering as his cock grinds just right against the spongy spot at the front of your pussy, “just got into my own head.”

“S’okay,” he coos up at you, letting one of his hands drop down and tease your swollen clit, “just gonna let this sweet pussy milk a nice thick load outta me.”

“Yeah, yeah, gonna milk your cock so good,” you slur, arching your back so your breasts brush against his mouth. 

He snarls and bites at your soft tits, “That’s it, squeeze my cock.”

You whine, body jerking as he pinches and rubs your pudgy clit, sucking each of your nipples between his teeth to run his tongue across them. The coil in your belly’s winding tighter and tighter as Leon teases your nipples and clit at the same time. 

“Oh,” you gasp out, “g’nna cum, Leon—“

A low cry spills from your mouth as you clamp down on Leon’s dick, pussy walls fluttering and milking his throbbing cock as he fucks you through your orgasm.

“So sexy,” Leon’s hips thrust up into your squelching pussy, “so fucking sexy. Gonna make me cum, baby. Y’ready?”

“Yes, yes, please,” you moan, digging your nails into his chest making him curse under his breath and bury his cock into your sopping wet hole. 

You feel rope after rope of hot, sticky cum spurt inside your cunt, stuffing you so full that it leaks out around his throbbing cock. 

“Beautiful,” he places open mouthed kisses across your clavicle up to your neck, letting his tongue tease across your skin, “such a good girl for me.”

You sigh, feeling blissed out and utterly satisfied. He tugs your head down to kiss you softly at the corner of your mouth.  

“If you want, just relax and I’ll bring a cloth in to clean you up.”

You smile at him sleepily, “Wanna snuggle.”

He returns your sleepy smile with a small one of his own, “You got it, sweetheart.” 

[whilesheplayspretend]

OH MY GOD???!!! i literally love him so much 😭🤭

Imagine.. (smut)

Chris or anyone basically forcing leon to go get loose at a Club and then he end up getting a hot dance with reader... Leon decides to ask her number and they meet up pne or two times. From there on, maybe their friendship starts forming.

Please dont feel obliged to do it ofc!

Leon S Kennedy - Won't You Follow My Body Rhythm ?

I immediately thought of re2 / rookie!leon when i read this, so i hope you don’t mind being my first try at rookie!leon. please try to enjoy my 2nd public attempt at smut and my longest piece of writing as of late.

i 100% didn't listen to this song like half the time i was writing this so honorary title.

cw for: smut, f / afab!reader, alcohol consumption, oral ( f receiving ), public-ish?, leon's real awkward, s.t.a.r.s chris redfield

18+ minors do not interact. gentle reminder that all of my works sfw or not are intended for 18+ audiences.

The inbox is open for requests.

“Dude, just try and relax.”

Chris’s voice was muted by the sounds of the crowded club, despite his proximity.

“When you said we were going out for drinks, this isn’t what I expected.” Leon shouts over the music, raising his drink to his lips. “I thought we were going to the usual spot.”

There’s a laugh from the other man. “It won’t kill you to try something new every once in a while, rookie.” Chris claps a hand to the blonde’s shoulder. “Besides, this isn’t so bad. Pretty sure the girl at the bar’s been eyeing you since we walked in.”

“I doubt it.” Leon rolls his eyes, downing the rest of his drink. Despite his words, his eyes move to scan the direction Chris had indicated, unable to see much in the dim lighting. “I don’t see anyone even glancing in my direction.”

“Fine, don’t trust me.” Chris rolls his eyes in turn and shrugs. “I’m not sulking in the corner all night with you though. Jill should be here any minute, just try and do something fun while I’m gone.”

Before Leon could protest, the other man disappeared into the crowd with a casual wave.

He was going to need another drink.

At least one.

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Elbows propped against the bar, you bring your drink to your lips as someone pulls out the stool next to you.

“I hope you don’t mind if I sit here?” His voice pulls you from your thoughts, and you glance over to him. “ It’s the only spot open.”

He had caught your attention earlier, your eyes glued to him since he had walked into the club. Up close, you had a better look at his handsome features, pretty blue eyes framed by a fringe of dirty blonde hair and a jawline you couldn’t help but want to run your fingers along. He’s shifting his weight from one foot to the other, eyes darting to look anywhere but directly at you.

Cute.

“Go ahead.” red painted lips curl upwards as you gesture to the seat. “I won’t bite you.”

A relieved smile blooms across his face and his shuffling stops as he slides into the seat, doing his best to catch the attention of the busy bartender so that he could order.

“First time here, no?” you break the quiet between you after his drink is placed in front of him, curious.

His brows raise as he sips at the overpriced old fashioned. “Is it that obvious?”

“Has been since you walked in the door.”

There’s a sudden look of realization at your words, and his face is suddenly tinged pink. You let out a stifled laugh at the reaction, only causing the blush to spread a little bit further down his neck.

“Don’t worry, you just need to relax a bit.” you reassure him with a smile.

“You’re not the first person to tell me that tonight.” he chuckles slightly, letting some of the tension in his shoulders drop. “Chris wouldn’t stop saying the same thing.”

“And he’s right. You should.” your eyes glimmer in the dim lights as you lean a little closer to him. “Lucky for you, I’ve got a few ideas to help you out.”

He’s flustered again, thanks to the mixture of your proximity and the suggestion in your tone. Sputtering into his drink, his eyes widening in shock. “I…” his voice trails off as he glances away from you once more.

“Oh, calm down.” you straighten back up with a laugh, easing some of the closeness between the two of you. “Just teasing a little.”

The words do little to lessen the blush on his face as he stares into his drink. “Right. I knew that.”

“Sure, I’ll believe you this time.”

He falls quiet for a moment, sipping on his drink as the flush ebbs from his face slowly. “The name’s Leon by the way. Leon Kennedy.”

His eyes finally find yours again as he speaks and you nod, offering both your name and your hand to him in turn. Leon hesitated for a moment, before taking your hand in his firm grasp. Your lips curl upwards, hand lingering in his as your eyes glitter mischievously.

“Well, Leon.” Your words are slow and deliberate. “I think I’ve got the perfect way for you to let loose a little bit. C’mon.”

You quickly down the rest of your drink with your free hand as your fingers tighten around his. Slipping off of your barstool, you tug at his hand. Confused, he reluctantly finished his own drink before following you as you led him towards the dance floor.

“Oh, no. No, no, nope.” Leon blurted out the moment he realized. “Not happening.”

“Yes it is, I promise it’ll be fun.” you stop somewhere in the mass of already dancing bodies, pulling him closer and guiding his hands to your waist.

“I can’t dance, I’ll just embarrass myself and you.”

“Nobody’s paying attention. It’s easy. Besides, I’ll do all the work. Just follow my rhythm okay?”

Despite his protests, Leon’s hands remained on your waist albeit rather stiff. Taking this as a good sign, you drape your arms over his shoulders and inch a little closer. “Just move with me and try to have a little fun. It’ll come to you.”

Hips move, and you ignore the fast pace of the pulsating music to instead ease him into the movements. It didn’t take very long for his tense shoulders to relax under your touch, the hands on your waist slipping lower to grip at your hips. Satisfied with this reaction, you pick up the tempo, matching that of whatever was blaring over the speakers. He has to take a moment to adjust but quickly corrects, tugging you closer to him.

Before long you’re pressed close to his body, his chest against your back as your hips grind into his. Fingers dig into your hips to keep you in place and you bring a hand to his neck, pulling his face a little closer as a smile blossoms across your lips.

“I told you it was easy.”

—

“Oh fuck.”

The words spill from your parted lips, back pressed against the car door uncomfortably as his tongue drew messy circles around your clit as fingers pressed into your thighs.

This was becoming a familiar sight, the two of you sprawled in the ever so slightly too small backseat of Leon’s beat up Jeep after one too many drinks. You had slipped him your number that night, before he could be swept away by his original companion. Since then, he had been calling at least weekly to meet up.

You never declined.

And it usually ended with your dress hiked up to your waist and his face buried between your thighs.

Who knew the awkward guy you met at the club, the one that swore he couldn’t dance, was a natural when it came to eating pussy?

“You look so pretty like this.” eager, icy eyes stare up at you as Leon pulls away from your dripping cunt for only a moment before diving back in with a soft groan. “ ‘n you taste so sweet.”

Manicured fingers weave their way into his hair as lewd mewls escape you. The tug on his scalp only acts to encourage him, lips closing around the bundle of nerves as he inches you closer to the edge.

“Fuck, Lee ‘so good.” breathless, you manage to whine “ ‘m gonna cum.”

He hums against your clit, his grip leaving one of your thighs in order to slip two of his fingers into your slick, clenching cunt only adding to the already overwhelming sensation of his tongue.

“You can do it, pretty. Jus’ let go.” he urges, fingers moving, curling to find just the right spot causing you to buck your hips upwards.

Fingers tighten against his scalp as you feel the tightly wound knot within you snap, vision blurred as your orgasm washes over you in waves. Teeth sink hard into your lower lip, barely able to hold back the stream of whiny swears that spilled from your lips as you came undone around his fingers.

Leon stayed buried in your pussy as you rode out your high, eagerly lapping at the mess you made until you released your grip on his hair. There’s a dorky smile plastered on his lips as he finally raises up, wiping the mess of slick and saliva from his face with an arm as he leans in to press his lips to yours.

“You know, one of these days I’m gonna have to take you out on a real date, right?”

[whilesheplayspretend]

OMGGGG stepbro!leon got me going crazy 🤭🤭

Ease Into Passionate Suspense

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stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)

an anon request from a couple of months ago; thank you for your patience and hope you enjoy! 💜

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, dirty talk, use of sex toys (vibrating panties), dirty talk, oral (f receiving), semi public sex, unprotected sex, creampie

not proofread ✌️just a little short and sweet fic

title from Punchline by Chevelle

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The car ride is something out of a nightmare. Well not really, but it’s close enough. 

The vibrating panties are on the lowest setting and yet you feel like you’re gonna lose your mind. Leon keeps grinning at you as he drives you both a little ways out of town for this date. 

You’re excited, in more ways than one, and have been really looking forward to tonight. You dolled yourself up by your standards and preened under Leon’s hot and heavy gaze when he knocked on your door to drop off the surprise toy for you to wear. 

Pressing you against your vanity, he knelt down in front of you, eyes dark, sliding your lace panties off only to help you into the vibrating pair he bought.

Coming back to the present, your body feels hot—feverish, tucked away in a booth across from Leon in the back of this busy diner. 

He’s smirking, pushing his sandy fringe from his hungry eyes as he stares at you. 

“Doing okay, princess?”

Nodding in reply, you keep quiet, afraid if you stop biting your lip a moan will slip out instead. 

You watch as Leon fiddles with his phone and the vibrating panties buzz a little stronger, making your pussy clench around nothing. 

Eyes fluttering shut for a moment, you whisper, “Please, Leon, I can’t take it, you’ll make me cum.”

His eyes dart down to your shirt to see your hard nipples showing through. 

“But our date just started,” he grins, lowering the vibration down just a little making you slump back in your seat. 

“Good thing they’re so busy huh,” he leans forward, grabbing your hands to tug you closer so both of you have your elbows on the table to lean into each others personal space.

He kisses you, soft and wet, tongue gliding along your bottom lip as you sigh into his mouth. 

He pulls away enough to whisper, “Mmm bet your little cunt’s soaked. Can’t wait to taste it, gonna eat you out in the backseat for hours after this.”

You shiver, hands clasping tightly around his as he kisses your earlobe. 

“Lick that swollen little clit over and over,” he kisses the shell of your ear, “then suck it in my mouth til you’re begging to cum. I’m just going to tongue that hot drippy pussy as long as I want tonight.”

Your thighs press together so tightly that your shorts bite into the skin.  

“Keep going,” you breathe out, glassy eyes making him smirk.

“But baby sis, you already know how much I like tasting your cunt,” he rumbles in your ear making your eyes cross, “we haven’t even ordered yet and you want me to take you out to the car and make out with that pretty pussy, is that right?”

“Big brother,” you whine, voice soft, “you’re being so mean, ‘m soaking through my panties, what if my seat’s all wet when we leave?”

His nostrils flare and he grabs your hand, pulling you to the entrance. 

“We’ll eat somewhere else,” he tosses over his shoulder as your feet clumsily follow after him. 

Briskly walking through the parking lot, he pushes you in the backseat once you both reach the car. He follows after, making sure to lock the doors.

“Fucking hell,” he groans once he yanks off your shorts and sees how wet you’ve made the panties, “they’re practically see through, princess.”

He’s pushing them to the side as he licks across your swollen clit.  

“Leon,” your back bows, legs finding their way over his shoulders as you grind against his mouth. 

Leon grabs your ass and raises your hips so he can lick into your pussy easily, eagerly lapping up all the slick dripping from your hole. The vibration is still set to a low buzz making your toes curl.  

“Oh fuck, big brother,” your hands tangle in his hair, “your mouth feels so good, ‘m gonna cum really fast.”

Pulling away, he yanks the panties off of your legs and drops them into the floorboard, eagerly shoving his back into your soaked cunt. He groans, the vibrations running through your fluttering walls as his tongue fucks in and out of your cunt. Shaking his head back and forth, he rubs his nose against your swollen clit making you whine and hump his mouth. 

His tongue slides out of your pussy with a wet schlick and his mouth hungrily latches onto your clit and sucks. Your back bows, shoulders pressing harshly against the arm rest of the door as your orgasm hits you like a freight train. Quickly covering your mouth, you cry out as you rub your messy cunt against Leon’s face, his dark blue eyes watching as you cum against his mouth. 

He eases you down into the backseat, fumbling with his button and fly, shoving his jeans and underwear down to his thighs and rubbing his dripping cock all across your sensitive slit. 

“Leon,” you whimper.

He bottoms out with a loud moan as you whine, nails scratching against his covered chest. 

“Such a wet fucking pussy, baby sis,” he grinds his cock deep into your pulsing walls, “just let me fill you up and we’ll go to dinner.”

Your legs wrap around his waist as your hands slip from his chest up to clasp around his neck. 

“Fuck me, Leon,” you murmur, eyes hooded and brain fuzzy with endorphins, “wanna feel full.”

“God damn,” he bites out, eyes flashing down at you as he grins, “slutty cunt needs to get creamed by big brother’s cock?” 

“Uh huh,” you whimper. 

He pistons into your squelching cunt over and over again, slick dribbling from your stuffed hole as he rubs against your g-spot. 

“Oh big brother, I’m gonna cum again,” you tug him in, lips ghosting across his swollen mouth, “I’m gonna cum all over your big cock.”

“You’re so fucking hot,” he groans almost sounding pained, “fuck dinner, gonna take you to a hotel instead and rail your goddamn brains out.”

“Yes, please,” you rock into his thrusts, both of you chasing your own climax, “just keep me stuffed with that fat cock all night.”

“Yeah, pussy needs to be bred as much as possible,” he kisses you hotly, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. 

That’s the final straw for you, legs tightening around him as your pussy clamps down on his dick, orgasm making your spine arch as you cry out against his lips.  

Leon grunts, pistoning his cock deep into your pulsing cunt. Burying himself to the hilt, he spills inside all hot and sticky stuffing your pussy full of cum. 

“Take it, take it, like a good girl,” he pants, eyes shut tight as he bucks forward, “take every fucking drop, princess.”

Whining, you scratch red lines against his bulging biceps and tense forearms, needing to dig your nails into his skin as he creams your pussy. 

“Big brother,” you whimper, “s’hot inside.”

“God damn,” he hisses, burying his face in your neck, “gonna get me hard again.”

You pet your hands through his sweaty hair as you both lay there in the backseat trying to catch your breath. He pushes himself up on his arms, eyes staring down at you. 

His lips twitch up into a smirk, “Wanna go for round two or should we actually go to dinner, princess?”