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comatosebunny09 · 11 months

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kindle | leon k.

genre(s): romance, friends to lovers, modern au

warning(s): language, mutual pining, soft boi leon, stream of consciousness

Leon does these things that confuse the hell out of you while you’re on missions or around the office. You’re his partner—work partner—but sometimes you feel like a little more. More than the younger sibling caught beneath the shadow of an overbearing brother.

You don’t really know where things are going because he’s made it glaringly obvious in the past that he doesn't mix work with pleasure. However, something’s clearly shifted in your relationship as of late. Yet, you can’t, for the life of you, pinpoint what it is or when it happened.

Oftentimes, you catch him gazing at you in your peripheral, a fondness inhabiting his eyes like you’ve never seen with the slightest quirk to his lips. That softness remains when a battle-worn thumb swipes blood from your cheek or rubs grime from your jaw.

Sometimes, he holds your chin between his fingers and tilts your head this way and that—much to your chagrin—to make sure you’re devoid of injuries. Though, you never miss how his irises glitter like the sunset against sea waves, and his lips part a little as he relinquishes the softest, most relieved sigh to the air. And sometimes, you stand like this for eons, confused yet enamored, until the wet garble of a zombie springs you two apart.

You never miss how a cautious hand finds the small of your back while you’re hunched over paperwork at your desk. How it burns through the thickness of your blazer, causing your heart to work overtime. And Leon beams so boyishly, bowing over to swaddle you in his warmth and cologne as he quips how “you’ve got your work cut out for you.” Yet, as much as he hates filling out reports himself, he stays until the moon sits high in the sky to help you finish.

He always walks you to your car afterwards, arguing that, shit yeah, you can handle yourself. You suplex the undead for a living. But he’d fling himself off a cliff if his dear partner got snatched up in the parking garage. And he always lingers around a little longer after you pull off, a tender smile cresting across his lips in your rearview mirror.

But he’s your partner. He’s supposed to do things like that, right?

Like, he’s supposed to bring you food when you forget to eat—which is quite often. He’s supposed to show up to your apartment to check on you on your days off, promising his company, booze, and terrible romcoms. Supposed to hold you in your bed until you surrender your consciousness to the pretty little girls of slumber. And maybe, just maybe, it’s standard for your partner to kiss you quietly behind your ear and embrace you tighter when you squirm and chuckle and sigh wistfully in your sleep.

Through the wispy haze and the grogginess and the darkness inhabiting your bedroom, you shift to gather his cheeks in your palms—maybe you’re awake. Perhaps you’re still lurking below the shadowy depths of sleep. Who knows—and you kiss him. Cautious, but you kiss him. And though he’s initially thrown off kilter by the suddenness of it all, he relaxes against the suppleness of your lips. And his brows furrow as if he’s waited millennia for this moment. And his throat crackles with a quieted, hoarse sound as his hands perch on your hips, drawing you ever closer until your wrists cross behind his neck, and—

And…

Well, this is totally normal. Right?

part 2 >>

#leon x reader #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon x you #leon kennedy x you #leon s kennedy x you #resident evil 4 x reader #re4 x reader #leon drabble #leon kennedy drabble #just musing #leon fluff #leon kennedy fluff #tw: language #cw: reader insert #kindle series

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bunnis-monsters · 12 days

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Yandere!Dragon Hybrid that protects his pregnant mate with violence, ready to tear apart anyone that comes close to where they’re nesting.

He’s keeping you on his bulging cock to keep both of you warm as the snow rages on outside.

Soft purrs leave his throat, his claws running over your swollen belly as his scarlet eyes stare down at you with utter adoration. Cumming inside is the only option for him! You have to be claimed after all!

The decorations in the cave are a bit unsettling, but you get used to the human skulls and bones of unknown origin eventually.

Besides that, it’s quite beautiful, with jewels and gold glittering all around, he’s quite proud when you take notice of his hoard, and adores to ravish you when you’re wearing some of the treasure he’s collected!

Only the finest silk and softest blankets are used to build your nest, along with fabrics he’s cum all over! After all, his scent should soothe you, he’s your mate!

Defending you and keeping you safe are his top priorities. He’ll bring home his kills like a house cat bringing you a mouse, confused on why you cry and scream when he drops a mauled human in front of you.

He worked so hard to protect you, don’t you love him? Aren’t you proud? It hurts his feelings a little… but he once heard from a human that happy wife equals a happy life, so he spoils you to make up for it.

Pampering you comes at a close second on his list of priorities.

Your belly is so swollen with his child that eventually, walking becomes hard! He does everything for you. Hunting, cooking, bathing you, it’s all to show his love and utter devotion to you, his everything.

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tojisun · 22 days

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ex-husband price still swings by when your kids and your new boyfriend are out, by the way, to fuck you. he says it's all a quick check and that there's no feelings attached to this, but when he's got you in a mating press or a full nelson, punching his cock in-and-out of your gushing and squelching cunt, he makes you say you love him. when your mind is fried with straining pleasure, and your eyes are crossed, he noses along your ear and murmurs, "look how much more honest y'r poor cunt is. s'all puffy and squirtin'. missed me lots, don't it?"

he slaps your clit, heavy palm striking in quick successions. you howl, pleasure and biting pain razing you, and all john does is muffle his chuckles on your shoulder, his eyes crinkled in his delight.

(and if he timed it well, your boyfriend should be home soon.)

#immmm having sm price brainrot recently its crazy #[insert peter griffin in straitjacket pic]#john price x reader #captain john price x reader #john price smut #cw cheating #afab reader #suns

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spookyflavors · 5 months

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Sirentale - Chapter 01 (Part 05) Based on the various works by @llamagoddessofficial and @aka-indulgence

(Inspired by Undertale - Toby Fox)

[PART 01] [PART 02] [PART 03] [PART 04] [X] [PART 06 - END]

If you like what I make, please consider sending me a Kofi sometime~

(Sorry for the short update! Work has been so busy ; _ ;)

#sirentale #undertale au #siren au #siren sanses #siren!au #cw thalassophobia #cw possessiveness #cw kidnapping #sans x reader #sans x self insert #sans x oc #cecaelia sans #horror sans

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ren-054 · 2 months

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Just Best Friends™ Things :]

this is what happens in my sick and twisted mind pfpfpjahdks

it’s also what happens when I decide not to sleep

ngl this turned out a lot cleaner than I intended but I think that’s because it uses a lot of simple shapes. I love my Kinito design tbh

I don’t see enough alternate versions of him where he’s still sorta polygonal/digital looking because I really liked that aspect of him, it’s what made him so scrimblo to begin with

So my design maintains a sorta digital aesthetic while still looking uh “upgraded”. Also sorry that all of these footnotes are on a cw suggestive art piece but that’s like my bread and butter tbh so oh well

#instead of sleeping this is what ive been doing :3 #teehee #cw suggestive #cw partial nudity #kinito #kinitopet #kinito the axolotl #kinito fanart #kinito x y/n #kinito x reader #art post #self insert

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bamsara · 2 years

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I blame Twitch chat entirely for encouraging me during this spiral /j

Some suggestive shitposts that got worse and worse because everyone started wildining in chat. Please accept....these. You know. These :)

#Solar Lunacy #obv not SL canon but you know #fnaf sb #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #fnaf eclipse #fnaf the daycare attendant #sun x reader #moon x reader #eclipse x reader #sun x yn #moon x yn #self insert #doodles #cw suggestive #this is as close as ill get to drawing actual honky ponky but every day i inch closer and i blame the mass populace that is twitch chat #lays down in ace

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l0v3tast3 · 10 months

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Older!bf!ghost who accidentally gets you pregnant while you two are on vacation.

He was 100% safe with the condoms with holes poked in.

Hes so confused on why your upset, you should be happy! Its an honor to be carrying his kid

i don't usually like baby trapping au's or tropes but for ghost.... i would like a great many things / cw for baby trapping obvi lolz + age gap ig?

just imagine you're pacing back and forth, arms waving as you fret about how this could have possibly happened. simon sits at his kitchen island, watching you with crossed arms and a raised brow. he doesn't really get why you're so worked up- you were the one begging him to put a baby in you. once you're finally losing steam he'll get up and gather you in his arms to tell you that he'll take care of you both, no matter what. of course, he'll also joke about not having to use condoms anymore.

which is exactly what he does after that. he'll rub his hand over your stomach and paint a picture of just how pretty you'll be, and after that his hand works up to your breasts. a few pinches to your nipples through your thin tank-top and some more obsessing over how your body will change now. "gonna be so gorgeous with my kid, sweetheart- promise 'm gonna help y'with it all," he'll rumble as he picks you up. it doesn't take long before he's got you on his lap sitting face-to-face. he's sinking you down on his cock, watching you try so hard to keep eye contact while he stretches you around him. "y'think i can put another one in there?"

#— lilly writes! ♡#let's see how fast this one gets labeled lmao #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty #cod mw2 #simon riley #ghost #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #ghost x reader #ghost x you #female reader #reader insert #cw babytrapping

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bunnys-kisses · 2 months

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the father who stepped up

cw: age gap, step-cest, dub-con, forced impregnation, breeding, daddy kink, degradation, graves sucks as a step-father, dead dove-don't eat

well, weren't you just a beauty? graves could understand why he simply couldn't control himself around you. it was an obsession. that was why he hated when you left for the new school year. summer was coming to an end, which meant he didn't see you for many weeks while you were out of town for school. it honestly broke his heart.

he didn't hate your mother, after all he did marry her. but he wanted a newer model. and that was where you came in. at home for the summer. it started out slow, when your mother was out of the house he'd put kisses all over you. then he groped your breasts and ass. until finally you crumbled into him.

then the true fun began. almost every night in your childhood bedroom he rammed his hard cock into you. he watched your breasts bounce with the force of his fucking. he often had to put a hand over your mouth to keep from being too loud.

you weren't even in your mid-twenties and he was having thoughts about leaving your mother and marrying you. he hoped by that point you had a sweet little belly. a sign that he was the only man who ever got to seed you. the thoughts raced in his mind often, even when he wasn't fucking you into the double mattress.

he hated that you had to leave soon, but if anything it made him want to get you pregnant faster. his voice was a low purr in your ear as he said, "you like that, sugar? you like when daddy fucks you nice and good?" then gave you a hard slap on the ass. the house was empty expect for the two of you.

he currently had you on your elbows and knees with your face buried in the pillow and your ass in the air. your tight heat was constricting his cock while made him feel hot all over. he got rougher when he was drinking, the drive to impregnate his step-daughter only became more intense after a few drinks in him.

and after all, you two were home alone so he could finish in you as many times as he wanted or needed. you were on cloud nine with the feeling of his cock stretching your more intimate area in a position that left you vulnerable to pregnancy.

"yeah, daddy wants a full house. and you got a lot of time left to give me all the kids i want. leave school and be my bride, sweetheart." he purred.

you whimpered, "I can't, it's my last year." you wiggled a little but it only enticed him more. you moaned into the covers and arched your back further as he got more aggressive with his thrusts.

he yanked your hair and pulled your head up, he leaned forward to your ear and said, "see, that's the problem. you don't get a say. you're mine, and nothing is going to stop me from breeding that sweet little cunt of yours." he said matter of factly.

you gripped onto the covers and felt butterflies in your stomach. the bed creaked with each of his movements and his heavy breathing was hot in your ear.

he chuckled and gripped your strands closer to the scalp, "you're mine, and once biology works its magic and you end up saddled with a few of my kids you'll see it my way. this is better for you than any degree." he then pushed your head back into the pillow and kept you there by your neck as he continued to ram his cock into you.

it felt like heaven, like the sweetest euphoria he could ever have. he never had it when he fucked your mother. only your sweet pussy left him yearning for more. he knew he'd still want it, even after a little wear and tear from having his big babies.

he continued to thrust in and out of you. he held you down and had his way with you. he was glad you were slowly seeing the picture. he let go of your neck, assured you were going to stay down and his hand trailed along your stomach.

he got aroused further by the idea of you being the most perfect wife for him. he'd cut up your credit card, burn all your shoes and keep that belly nice and full. you only had to rely on him. he was a traditional man and he'd take care of what was his. most times he would consider himself a gentleman, but it was hard to argue for it when he has your back arched and your pussy full. his cock bullied your cervix.

you whimpered and moaned, you clawed at the bed as it hit against the wall. such a sweet symphony. graves' cock twitched inside of you at the idea of you wearing his shirts to cover your swollen middle.

in all fairness you could be nude in your shared home, no one would see you. there wouldn't be a neighbor for miles. whatever his little wife felt comfortable in.

with a few more hard thrusts he finished inside of you, then laid his chest against your back, smothering you. he reached for your pussy and played with your clit as your hole contracted around his still hard cock.

you flailed and tried to move away but he kept you pinned down as he placed with your nub. eventually orgasm crashed down on you like rain and your felt a moan be pulled from your mouth before you felt the energy leave you.

you laid on the bed, soft and limp. but graves wasn't done. your mother would be home in an hour, he thought he could get at least two more orgasms in before he felt content with his breeding.

he slapped your ass once more and growled in your ear, "look alive, sugar, i ain't done with you."

you came back that winter break with a slight slope in your belly. all graves could do was smile by the rim of his scotch glass. he could feel the twitch in his pants, especially when your hand went to the bump. he knew, no words needed to be spoken.

he had planted his seed in his step-daughter, and soon he'll suggest that you take some time off school to raise that little baby. after all his brats weren't going to be raised without a mother.

xoxo, bunny

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chrollohearttags · 10 months

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cherryyyyy i have smth for youuu

nsfw link ahead

this with eren or ony and him saying “ouu she talkin to me ma.” or smth like that.

my head over here spinning 🤤🤤 and here I was saying I wasn’t gonna get distracted butttt—baybeeee. These two right here? Yeah. Thank you for this bae!!! 🫶🏾🫶🏾 bless you.

“Come back..it’s okay..”

“I c-can’ttt…no more..”

“Don’t say that, you can fit some more. I’m only half way in it, baby. This my pussy, right? So let me have all of it. Open it up f’r me..”

his thrusts had slowed to a steady pace, only pushing himself midway into your tightness as he fucked you into literal tears. Ones only falling from pure pleasure..a hand centered in the small of your back and one on your throat to keep you reigned in. Having already made you come once, he was planning to drum up another and it seemed he wouldn’t need to wait long. Lubing your slicked up hole with more spit; letting it trickle down between your folds, he’d slap that swollen mushroom tip against your slit before sliding it back in. Upon contact, you’d both let out loud moans, tossing both of your heads back. You could feel that dick digging deep, making you cream over seconds in. The plump of that fat ass hitting his pelvis. It was so slippery that he could barely even stay in it but he’d never leave when you felt so warm! And especially when it made those sloppy noises for him.

“F-fuckkkk. Baby..”

“Yeah, she’s talking back to me. You like that shit, don’t you, mama? That dick feel good?”

but even when your words wouldn’t allow it, your body would let it be known exactly how you felt.

#cherry’s asks 🍒#aot x black reader #black fem reader #eren x black fem!reader #onyankopon smut #eren smut #links #black reader smut #aot smut #x black reader #black reader insert #cw sex mention #cw smut #cw spit #this done sum to me

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bwabys-scenarios · 8 days

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Mother(NSFW)

Kurapika x Fem!Reader

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

A/N: this is for Mother’s Day! A little late and kind of short, but I hope you enjoy it!

warnings: pregnancy, lactation, breeding, light teasing, biting, reader is described as chubby

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Kurapika smiled softly, holding you in his lap, keeping his hand over your pregnant belly. In this current state, you looked absolutely stunning to him.

You soft, swollen breasts were bare, one of them being lightly massaged with his free hand, and you couldn’t help but whimper when his cock twitched inside of you.

Lately, Kurapika always wanted you seated on his cock as he read or relaxed, wanting that skin to skin contact and closeness that only he could achieve with you. The fact that you were carrying his baby made his heart soar with both lust and adoration.

You were his angel, his beloved, and your belly was heavy and swollen with his child. You carried the life you both made, and all he wanted to do was keep you safe in his arms.

“K-Kurapika, please…”

He looked to you, noticing how warm your cheeks were, and the light squirming. “Hmm? What is it you need, my love?”

“Want you…”

He chuckled, playing with your hair. “And you have me, my beloved. I’m right here, aren’t I?”

You let out a whine, puffing out your chubby cheeks in a pout. “Y-you know what I mean!”

Kurapika’s smile turned into a smirk, his fingers lightly tugging at your nipple. “Hmm? I think you’ll have to tell me, darling. I have no clue what you’re talking about.”

With a soft whimper, you rocked your hips, looking up at him with needy, teary eyes. Although your tears tore at his soul, he couldn’t help but tease you a bit further.

“Come on, angel. Tell me what you want, and it’ll be all yours.”

Kurapika gently rubbed at your clit, his breath warm against your neck. It was too much, you could feel your body trembling.

“Please… please fuck me… need it…”

A shudder ran down his spine, his eyes flashing scarlet for just a moment. “All you had to do was ask, love.”

Kurapika grabbed the fat of your hips, slowly guiding them up and down, hitting that special spot that had you mewling out in pleasure.

His mouth latched onto your nipple, suckling softly as he looked up at you. His cock twitched inside of your needy cunt when he saw the expression on your face.

You were lost in pleasure, your eyes teary and blurry as you held him to your chest, wanting him to keep up his suckling. “Please…”

He didn’t have it in him to tease you any further. You just looked way too cute with your baby bump squished against him as he bounced you on his cock.

“Anything for you, angel…”

His free hand groped your other breast, milk spraying out of the nipple in his mouth. Kurapika was surprised, but not upset in the slightest. He looked up at you as he lapped at the milk beading at your swollen nipple, before lightly biting it.

This was enough to send you over the edge, your cunt squeezing his cock just enough to have him cumming deep inside of you.

He groaned into your neck, biting down as he bucked his hips into yours and rode out his high. It felt so nice, the pain mixing with pleasure causing you to cum all over again,

Once you both had calmed down, he smiled at you, his cheeks lightly flushed. “My beautiful girl, are you feeling alright? Nothing hurts?”

You sleepily leaned your head onto his shoulder, feeling content as his cock slowly softened inside of you. “I’m okay…”

He placed a kiss on the bite mark. “Let’s get you cleaned up, then I’ll make dinner while you rest.”

As he carried you to the bath and thoroughly pampered you, he leaned over the tub to kiss your forehead.

“Happy Mother’s Day, my love.”

Your first Mother’s Day was spent being spoiled by your lover, while your child grew in your belly, both of you eager to meet the little bundle of joy.

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comatosebunny09 · 11 months

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kindle [ pt. 2 ] | leon k.

genre(s): romance, friends to lovers, modern au

warning(s): language, pining, terms of endearment (doll, sweetheart)

part 2 to this. hope you enjoy! thank you so much for reading! ❤️

It’s a date. Or at least, you assume it is.

Given the way Leon had sauntered up to your desk, all smirking and sheepish, it was only fair to surmise he had asked you out on one.

Took him long enough.

He came to you through the dull murmur of the office. When the sun crept towards the horizon, bathing your cubicle in an ethereal orange. You were elbow deep in SIR reports, gnawing on the cap of your pen. Irritation rested between your brows. If you glared any harder, the information sprawled before you would surely combust.

Paperwork was the bane of your existence. Dodging chainsaws, claws, and teeth seemed more appealing. You’d gladly take the cool steel of a beretta biting into your palm over that of a ballpoint.

Thick, work-worn fingers splayed on your desk, drawing your attention northward. You couldn’t help the slight quirk of your lips. Couldn’t parry that pleasant, fluttery feeling in your gut at the sight of him—your partner, that is.

Leon’s hair was ruffled with errant strands sticking this way and that. Irises glimmered like sea glass, dancing over your features with boyish fascination. His smile was dimpled, and crow’s feet hung to the corners of his eyes. Dark stubble dappled his chin. His tie was loosened around his neck, while his dress shirt lay slightly untucked and wrinkled. It seemed the day had been as kind to him as it was to you.

You found yourself resting your cheek in your palm as warmth flooded your innards. Fell under his spell, submerged beneath its shadowy depths, unable to resurface. Not that you wanted to. He held your heart in a vice. You cautioned a “Sup?” wincing at how your voice crackled. How you sounded prepubescent, and you cleared your throat to ward off your nerves.

Leon’s replying chuckle was like velveteen. You felt it in your stomach. Felt it play up your spine like a xylophone. You always found his voice endearing, the low gravel of it sticky and dulcet to your ears.

As if magnetically drawn to them, you watched his lips, soft and rose-petal red, form around words. Your own tingled as you recalled kissing that very mouth a few nights ago. Committed their texture to memory, quelling the urge to touch your lips. Leon’s Adam’s apple bobbed and the tendons in his neck flexed. You instinctively swallowed, readjusting yourself in your chair.

“Not much,” Leon said, shifting his weight onto one foot. Still propped up on your desk in an easy slouch, swaddling you in the aroma of gun oil and teakwood. Of course, his sleeves were cuffed, baring his sinewy forearms. How badly you wanted to touch them. Drag your fingertips down the forked veins beneath, conjuring the prettiest sounds from his throat. “Just checkin’ on my favorite partner.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “I’m your only partner, dickhead.”

“I dunno,” he taunted, standing tall with folded arms. From this angle, it was easy to make out the power of his body. His clothes did little to disguise it. Your throat grew dry, and your voice caught in the bowels of your chest. “Marie over in HR is gunnin’ for your spot.”

It always surprised you how quickly you could move. How swiftly you could retrieve your stapler and chuck it at him. Leon snorted as he ducked, the damned thing striking a far-off window. He threw his hands up in mock surrender, a youthful crinkle to his eye.

“Relax, doll. I’m just messin’.”

You countered with a hmph, clearly over his shit.

Leon replaced his palms on your desk once the dust settled. Broke the heavy silence by asking, “How’s the admin stuff comin’?” Feigning interest in the documents littering your cubicle, he retrieved a packet, skimming through it with disinterest. Like he wasn’t using you to procrastinate, a pile of pristine, white paper leering at you through his office window.

With a weighted sigh, you answered, “It’s coming.” A quiet snicker garnered another eye-roll. “Oh, grow the hell up, Kennedy.”

“Never. You like me like this.”

You cut your eyes at him mid-scribble. Sat your pen down with a definitive clack. These childish games you played made you feel giddy. Like two grade-schoolers in the sandbox, clearly taken by each other. Alright. You’d bite.

“Says who?”

It was as if you initiated a challenge. As if you’d stuck out your tongue and said make me. Leon took the bait, inching towards you, huffing out a chuckle. He crept over your desk with the finesse of a jaguar quietly stalking through the bush. Poured himself into your personal bubble, the heat of his body rolling off him in waves, staining your neck, a shiver sifting through your bones. His breath was hot against the shell of your ear. Dizzying as he deliberately exhaled against your skin.

His timbre was dark with mischief as he finally crooned, “Says that dumb little look on your face, sweetheart.”

You’d never punched him harder.

Leon drew back, gulping down air between a peal of laughter. It became customary for him to torment you like that. To play on the attraction swimming between you, dismantling your resolve and leaking through the fissures of your heart. When the moment became too serious, he often sprinkled in a quip or two to keep you at arm’s length. It was frustrating. How he could act so cool despite the noticeable change in your relationship.

“What do you even want, Kennedy? I’ve got shit to do,” you sighed, exasperation wading in your tone. Your forehead collided against the cherrywood with a soft thunk. A migraine bloomed on the horizon. Leon’s teasing only served to exacerbate it.

His tone was muffled. Hesitant, rivaled by the idle chatter of your coworkers. “Well, if you must know, I … wanted to see if you had dinner plans?”

Magma filled your belly. Your eyes shot to him, a sheet of paper comically glued to your forehead. You were acutely aware of yourself, sitting up straighter, smoothing out the wrinkles of your attire, fretting over your hair. “Dinner? Uh, m-me? N-no. Well—”

“Cool. Now you do have plans. Seven sound good?”

Your expression was awestruck. Well, now, this was certainly a new development. You blinked away your confusion, nodding dumbly. Caught a glimpse of a smirk canting Leon’s lips before he stepped out. Before he tapped your desk with finality, maneuvering out of your office space.

“Wait! Wait, is … is this a date?” you called to his retreating back.

“Take it however you want,” Leon supplied, a hand raised in farewell.

You sank into your chair once he disappeared within the maze of cubicle walls. Left at the mercy of your thundering heart and flaring nerves. The goofiest of grins lay claim to your countenance. You felt reinvigorated, taking up your pen. Scrawled away like an enamored fool, scanning through the catalog of your mind for what you would wear.

<< part 1

#leon x reader #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #re4 leon x reader #resident evil 4 x reader #re4 x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon s kennedy x you #leon kennedy x y/n #leon kennedy imagine #leon kennedy fluff #resident evil fanfic #resident evil x reader #tw: language #cw: reader insert #kindle series

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bunnis-monsters · 14 days

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Vampire lover that can’t drink your blood without you keeping his cock warm.

He has to be balls deep in your pussy, otherwise he gets all hard and cums in his pants just from one sip of your blood.

It’s just way less messy to already have his cock buried in your cunt, and he doesn’t like to waste his seed. He’s a powerful vampire that needs an heir, that sperm is valuable!!

So every time he needs to feed, he pushes your expensive panties to the side and sits you on his cock, content to cum inside of you.

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justladders · 5 months

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hm. anyways.

#springtrap #suggestive #cw suggestive #yn insert #springtrap x reader #laddersarts #i just figure itd been a while since i posted anything like. yeah. so it was silly time

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turtletaubwrites · 4 months

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Sleeping Beauty

This one shot is an extra scene from the poly fic series, We've All Got Needs (during the skipped month after Part 18), but it can be read on it's own!

Pairings: Sanji x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2646

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Summary: Your boyfriend has yet another kink he'd like to explore with you. You tell Sanji that you trust him to take care of you, even while you're sleeping.

Rating/Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, 18+ ONLY, MDNI, AFAB!Reader, She/Her Pronouns for Reader, Reader-Insert, Mildly Dubious Consent, (Only putting since it's somnophilia. Sanji and Reader discuss it beforehand and full consent is given), Drugs, (Reader is a botanist and makes a tea to help her sleep heaviliy), Swearing, Smut, Established Relationship, Panty Kink, Nipple Play, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Fingering, Penis in Vagina Sex, Condoms, Large Cock, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Praise Kink, Consensual Somnophilia, Angst, (Kinda. Sanji berates himself for all his pervy ways and struggles with that girthy cock of his), Fluff and Smut, Aftercare, Pet Names

A/N: Everything in this fic is done with full consent, and the characters discuss it within the fic. However, if any form of somnophilia or drugged sex may be triggering for you, then please do not read this one!

“What is it?”

Sanji’s eyes went wide, his hand on your thigh gripping your skin just a bit.

“What do you mean, dar–”

“Come on,” you teased, pushing against his chest. You tilted as much as you could in the kitchen booth, narrowing your eyes at your boyfriend.

He was practically squirming under your scrutiny, voice coming out high and rushed.

“Oh, well… There’s, um–”

“What is it, Sanji? What dirty thing do you want to do to me now?”

He dipped his head with a laugh before lifting your hands to press his lips against them.

“Fuck, sweetheart. You know me too well.”

He was always afraid he’d push you too far. There were so many things he wanted to do with you, to you.

And you kept letting him. You kept saying yes to the filthy things he craved. You were an angel. He wanted to give you everything in the world.

But the more you said yes to, the more he craved.

This is too much. She’ll be disgusted, horrified. She might not feel safe around me.

Sanji chewed on his lip as you waited. Your playful little smile made his heart swell in his chest.

It’s not worth it. I can’t scare her away.

He leaned forward, falling into your scent as he kissed your soft cheek.

“You know, sweetheart, it’s nothing. Really. Would you like something to drink?”

“Sanji,” you groaned as you grabbed his arm, keeping him from pulling away. You raised your brows as you saw the tension on his face.

“Oh, this one must be really bad,” you said with a laugh, stopping as he looked away. You kissed his hands now, voice soft.

“Honey, you can tell me. If it’s not something I’m okay with then I’ll tell you, and we won’t do it. I’m not going to kink shame you, Sanji. You trust me?”

Sanji melted at your sweet, almost teasing smile. He almost didn’t hear the rest of what you’d said after you called him ‘honey’ for the first time.

“I love you, angel.”

“I love you too, baby. Now tell me already!”

You poked his chest gently, and he took a few deep breaths.

“There is something I’d like to try with you. But only if you’re completely comfortable with it, darling.”

“Well, we have been adding to the list. What filthy act do you wish to perform on my body this time, Sanji?”

“I… I want to see how much pleasure I can bring you while you sleep. I want you to dream of me, then wake up moaning as I worship your perfect body.”

His jaw loosened for a moment, his eyes heated as they bore into yours. His words didn’t quite hit your brain as you took in his body’s reactions.

“You… You want to fuck me while I'm asleep?”

Sanji’s eyes rolled back, body slumping just a bit before he could meet your eyes again.

“Only if you feel comfortable. I never want to make you feel unsafe, or make you do something you don’t like. Not ever.”

He took a deep breath, hands a bit shaky as he continued.

“If you’re open to it, I would love to touch you, to make love to you while you sleep. I would love to make you twitch and moan while you’re so relaxed. Have you wake up to pleasure.”

“But, darling,” he said as he shook some of the heat from his eyes, “I don’t need to do this. It is perfectly alright if you say no. We never have to bring it up again.”

You bit your lip, and the tiny crease between your brows was so cute he wanted to kiss it. But he waited, trying to pause his brain until you spoke.

You quirked your lips as you thought. His eyes trained on them, breathless until those lips opened, your perfect voice stunning him again.

“I want to try it.”

Sanji fell upon you with kisses and praise, and you planned out the occasion and discussed boundaries.

By the time your next night together arrived, Sanji had been buzzing, barely able to hold a conversation with anyone the whole day as the thought of your sweet, helpless body filled his mind.

How can she be real? How can she let me do all of these things to her?

He could barely focus on dinner prep as you stood so cute at the edge of the counter, mixes of dried herbs and plants lined up in front of you.

“Are you making another tincture, mon coeur,” he asked, trying to keep his voice even and his body from pouncing on you.

“No, I’m just making myself some tea. To help me sleep.”

Sanji walked into the corner of the counter, wincing at the sting on his hip.

“That sounds… That sounds…”

You shook your head, letting out a few adorable little laughs while you cleaned up whatever plants you’d chosen. You steeped your tea, but decided to drink it out on deck so that Sanji could function.

Dinner was agonizingly long. Especially when he saw your eyes get a little droopy.

He’s never hated dishes more than right now.

“Let me walk you to your room, sweetheart. I’ll join you when I finish cleaning up.”

“I love you, honey,” you yawned, stretching on your bed as he tucked you in. “I’ll see you in my dreams.

He kissed your smile as he whispered words of love and praise.

The restraint it took to leave was unlike any he’d felt before.

She needs time to get into a deep sleep. My angel is waiting for me to take care of her, I can wait a little bit.

Dishes and prep for the morning meal were done. Now he sat on deck, taking long drags off his cigarette as he thought of everything he was about to do.

He was already painfully hard.

He tapped softly, opening your door to find you there.

Perfect.

The dim light kissed your skin, the blanket mostly shoved away.

Sanji let out a shaky breath as he moved closer, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Your pretty mouth was parted, face so relaxed. Your arms had stretched above your head, lifting up the shirt you’d worn. He bit his lip at the sight of your panties, the cute ones you knew he liked.

He held his breath as he lifted the blanket off of your legs.

“Fuck,” he breathed, nervous to move forward. But he leaned over you, brushing your hair out of your face while he pressed his lips to yours, so softly.

She’s so helpless. She trusts me this much. How can she be real?

His button up and undershirt hit the floor before he crawled onto the bed, moving as gingerly as he could.

I want to taste her coming on my tongue before she wakes up.

His goal pulsed through him, and he ignored the pressure of his own need as he started tracing his fingers over your skin.

Your shirt was easy to push up, and the sight of your breasts made him moan, rocking forward. Your nipples were already hardening before he teased over them with his thumbs.

His gentle touches on your neck, chest, stomach, and hips made his mouth hang open.

Fuck, her body is incredible.

“You’re so gorgeous, angel,” he risked a low whisper, hoping you could feel how much he wanted you in your dream.

His fingers circled back to your nipples, and you let out the softest, sweetest of moans.

He choked out a strained whimper as he fought his every instinct to make sure your next moan was louder.

Finally, he let his fingers trail down over those panties you’d worn for him.

Wetness had seeped through the thin fabric, his fingers sliding easily as he almost came right then, with no touch to himself.

He lifted and pulled at you so carefully, until he held those soaked panties in his hand.

I’ll just… I’ll just feel you on me while I taste you. My sweet girl.

His plan to keep from touching himself until you came fell apart at the feel of that flimsy fabric. He stripped now, the rest of his clothes on the floor as his thick cock pulsed, swollen as he looked down at your gorgeous body.

“My angel,” he breathed as he lifted your scent to his face, moaning as he tasted your need on those cute panties.

Sanji was almost shaking as he brought your panties down, fisting them over his cock. He had just wanted to leave it there, feeling your slick on him as he pleasured you.

But the touch of that fabric, drenched in you, had him coming into his hand. He shoved his other hand into his mouth to stifle the groans, trying not to stumble to the ground as he filled your pretty panties with so much of his hot come.

Sanji tried to relearn how to breathe, berating himself as he cleaned up.

“I’m so fucking selfish. You give me all of this, and I… I’m gonna make it up to you, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you, I promise.”

Sanji whispered his promise as he spread your legs gently, his eyes fluttering at the cute moan you let out as you stretched your arms.

“Look how wet you are,” he whispered in awe as he moved in close. His fingers slipped easily along your folds, his eyes rolling back when he brought his fingers up to taste you.

“Heaven,” he whimpered, sucking every drop from his fingers.

He looked up at your face, still so relaxed as he spread you open. The sight of your gorgeous pussy laid out for him brought a deep rumble through his chest.

“I’ll take good care of you, angel.”

Sanji took his time with his meal, since you weren’t awake to beg him for more. He licked, and kissed, and gently sucked at every delicious piece of you. Rutting into the mattress, he ate you like you were the best thing he’d ever tasted. Because you were.

He’d pause now and then at little movements and noises you made, your body clearly reacting to him.

This only sent him further, moaning while he shoved his tongue into you. He explored you, savoring your taste like he was licking something sweet out a bowl.

You moaned again, and he brought his tongue to your clit. He let out a satisfied hum at the tiny twitch you gave when he swirled his tongue ring around that sensitive bud.

Even after he licked you clean, you kept drenching his face, more sweet wetness for him to drink.

“My sweet, filthy angel,” he teased softly, slowly pressing one finger, then two into you.

“I can’t believe how wet you are, sweetheart. And you’re already clenching my fingers so hard…”

Curling his fingers up to find that spot, Sanji sucked on your clit the way you like.

Your breathing got heavy, and he couldn’t decide whether to keep pushing, or take it slow and light again.

“Please, come for me in your dreams, gorgeous. I know you can.”

Your moans got breathy, louder, and he became nothing except for the need to please you.

The sweet flesh in his mouth started to throb, and he groaned, drinking up your pleasure as your clit pulsed.

You milked his fingers, and he hung onto your hip with his free hand.

Your legs gave weak little shakes, sleepy moans leaving your lips as your face scrunched up.

Fuck, she looks so sweet, he thought as he kept his mouth where you needed it.

Sanji left trails of kisses along your thighs, making his way to your beautiful face.

“Angel, how are you feeling?”

You let out a soft sigh, but didn’t respond.

Sanji’s eyes rolled back when he realized you were still asleep.

“You're so relaxed, angel,” he breathed, tracing his fingers down your flushed cheek.

“Soo relaxed… I bet you could take me even better like this, huh, sweetheart?”

He didn’t think you’d be able to sleep through an orgasm. That was his goal, and then he’d make love to you, press into you as your relaxed body opened for him.

But this. This.

There was no way you could sleep through it.

But maybe I can sink into her without the struggle.

Sanji knew his girthy cock was often painful, and that drove him mad sometimes. The need to shove himself into you, versus the need to never hurt you…

And you have been perfect for him. You take him so well. You told him he could make love to you like this. You’d even begged him a couple times to just force himself into you, but he couldn’t.

He didn’t mind the work. He loved making you feel good.

Between your legs again, Sanji stretched you out, three fingers moving slowly inside of you.

“My sleeping angel, so sweet for me. Just keep breathing, baby.”

Sanji fisted a condom and lube over his swollen dick, almost shaking as he stared at you. There was that cute crease between your brows again, but you were still his sleeping beauty.

Rubbing the tip of his cock around your clit made you moan again, and he forgot to breathe. He held one of your legs up, pressing your knee toward you while lining himself up with the other hand.

“Fuck. Thank you, sweetheart. Thank you for trusting me. I’m going to take care of you forever, angel.”

He pressed his thick tip just barely into you, the heat of your body already sending pleasure through him.

He pushed in a little more. You moaned softly, but still looked so sweet.

“So relaxed for me. Such a good girl. Fuck. I know you can take me, sweetheart.”

Sanji thrusted into you completely, and the sensation of your wet cunt sucking him in all at once had him moaning your name.

You moaned along with him, your eyes fluttering open.

“Good girl, so fucking good for me,” he praised as he found a steady rhythm.

“Sanji,” you whined, arching your back, “Feels so… Oh gods, you feel so good.”

“You too, my love,” Sanji breathed against your ear, leaning down to kiss your neck.

Pulsing pleasure already moved through you, your body loose, but the pressure in your core was taut.

You felt so full, Sanji’s cock leaving no part of you untouched.

“San– I’m close…”

“Come for me, princess. Let me feel my sleeping beauty milk my cock.”

He was fighting his own release, so close now as he gave you permission. He needed to feel you.

“F-Fuck. You feel so good, coming on my cock. Keep going, angel, just–”

The sight of you unraveling, twitching, drooling beneath him sent shockwaves through him, and he fucked you through your orgasm as he came so fucking hard into you.

The room filled with ragged breaths, and beads of dripping sweat, and your groan of pain and pleasure as he pulled himself out of you.

Sanji fussed over you, cleaning you both, then pulling you into his lap.

He traced his fingers through your hair, worry on his face.

“What’s wrong,” you asked, a yawn making you stretch in his arms.

“Are you okay, angel? How are you feeling? Are you in any pain?”

You couldn’t control the huge yawn that came then, but when it passed you pressed your hands against his cheeks.

“Sanji, I feel fucking amazing. I’m okay. I love you. Can we go to sleep now?”

His mouth hung open, until his eyes filled with all that gratitude and love that almost feels overwhelming.

“I love you so much, angel,” he said with a kiss, before lying down to wrap his arms around you, holding you close.

“My sleeping beauty.”

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a/n: Sanji and his big dick problems in this series will never not be funny to me. Poor guy won't hurt a lady 😅

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