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monsterfuker3000 · 1 year

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Let’s Get in the Back of Your Cop Car, Officer ♡

You can ask me anything you want, anything, anything <3

More Leon brain rot for you my luvs!

Word count is 1.8k yummy

Warnings: NSFW, mean!dom!(?)Leon, a smidgie of degradation (I think he says ‘whore’), p in v sex, rough sex, unprotected sex (DO NOT DO THAT,) handcuffs, idk dubcon for a sec? Leon checks in w/reader though!! Leon is a big big big meanie in this but I promise it’s only bc he’s soooo frustrated :( he gets softer at the end hehe. RE2 Leon because he is my pookie bear.

There is no way in hell the two of you are meeting quota today. Not when you’re spending your shift practically folded in the back of the squad car with Leon’s cock shoved so deep in you that you could swear it was hitting your lungs.

You’d been paired up with Leon today as an ‘exercise in getting along,’ as the higher-ups put it. Everyone at the station was sick of the back-and-forth between you and Leon. The two of you couldn’t be civil with each other to save your lives. You’d tease him, he’d boil over, you’d tease him for boiling over. It was a vicious cycle.

The two of you had been sent out on patrol on the edge of town to watch for speeding drivers. Everyone hoped a little forced proximity would force the two of you to reconcile your differences.

Good lord, were the two of you reconciling.

You weren’t exactly sure how you’d ended up in the back of the squad car with him; everything that happened from the moment he peeled off into the parking lot of a closed wayside and threw it in park had been fuzzy.

You’d been teasing him of course, talking about how he’d probably never had a girlfriend and you doubted he could make a girl cum even if his life depended on it. He was sick of hearing it. You laid under him in the backseat, unsure where your uniform pants had disappeared to. He was on all fours above you, effectively caging you in with his limbs.

He brought his face close to yours and growled. “I’m so fucking tired of hearing you run your mouth, especially when you have no idea what you’re talking about,” he ground out. He grabbed you by your waist and flipped you over on your stomach as you yelped in surprise. “God, I know it would fucking kill you to be proven wrong, wouldn’t it?”

You turned to look at him over his shoulder as he fought to undo his belt buckle. “What, you gonna fuck me? Think you’re gonna make me cum? I doubt it, Kennedy. We both know you get zero pussy.” He grabbed your hair and wrapped it tightly around his fist, pulling you up to him so he could whisper in your ear.

“I’m going to be the best lay you’ve ever had in your goddamn life.”

He let go of your hair and you landed back on your hands, but he quickly grabbed each of your wrists and cuffed them behind you before dropping you to damn near land right on your face. Did he seriously use his RPD cuffs on you? Your ass was still in the air and you gasped as you heard the sound of fabric tearing as he quite literally ripped your panties off.

“Relax, I’ll buy you some new ones,” he spat. He balled them in his fist and brought them just inches from your face. “I should shove these in your mouth to keep you quiet, but I’d really rather hear you scream when you cum around my cock.” The words went straight to your core and you could just barely see him stuff them in his pocket out of the corner of your eye.

He roughly shoved two fingers into you and curled them, making you cry out. He pumped them in and out at an unforgiving pace, and you could hear just how wet you’d gotten. “You hear that? That’s a much better sound than you constantly running your fucking mouth, hm? Tight little pussy keeps sucking me in, you want my cock?”

You moaned, the pace making you unable to form a coherent sentence. Leon pulled his fingers out and sharply slapped your ass, making you cry out again.

“What, nothing to say now? You run your mouth all fucking day but the second I ask you to answer me, you’ve got nothing to say. What’s that about, hm?” He was seriously pissing you off, now. “And look at this,” he said, dragging his finger through your slick that had pooled out onto the backseat. “You’re literally dripping like some kind of whore. You liked it that much?”

Before you could answer, Leon shoved his fingers in your mouth, making you taste yourself. You whined, doing your best to lick them clean before he pulled them out with a pop. “Now, answer me. You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, Leon, please fuck me, I want it so bad!” you cried out.

“Aw, but you said I couldn’t ever make a girl cum,” he answered, mock pouting. No, you thought, please don’t stop now. You tried to press your hips back against him, whining when you couldn’t make contact. Fine.

“Please, Leon, please fuck me, I want it so bad, I’ll do anything, I swear!” you whined.

“Alright, baby, I’ll give you what you want,” you could hear the cruel sneer in his voice, even if you still couldn’t see him. You heard the rustle of fabric, assuming he was pushing down his pants and boxers, and you cried out in surprise when you felt the head of his cock run over your clit and catch on it. “Relax, baby, just getting my cock nice and wet for you,” he teased. You desperately wanted to see him.

As if he read your mind, he grabbed the chain connecting your handcuffs and yanked it toward him, pulling you upwards enough that you could turn your head and see what you were working with. Jesus.

“Is. . . Is it going to fit?” you asked. He laughed darkly.

“It’ll fit, darling.”

He pressed the head against your entrance, just a quarter of an inch or so in before pausing. His attitude did a one-eighty as he quietly spoke. “Hey, this okay? You can say no,” he urged. You shook your head almost too enthusiastically while trying to push your hips back into his. The dark smile returned to his face and he straightened. “Good.”

He pushed in, the almost ridiculous amount of slick leaking out of you making it much easier than you expected. He didn’t give you a chance to adjust before he started fucking you in earnest, using the chain between your cuffs to pull you into him with every thrust.

“Fuck, Leon, yes!” you cried. His balls slapped against your clit with every thrust, sending what felt like an electric shock through your body each time. Leon barely registered that you had even spoken, already lost in your pussy.

He grabbed a fistful of your hair again, once again using it to pull your back flush with his chest. He hooked his chin over your shoulder and spoke into your ear again.

“Why, hm?” he asked. You made a sound in the back of your throat that almost sounded like a question; it was all you could muster up. “Why don’t you ever. Shut. The. Fuck. Up?” he questioned, punctuating each word with a thrust so deep it hit your cervix hard, sending a deep ache through your entire abdomen and making you scream. You came, silently thanking God that Leon was holding you up as you gushed around him and down your thighs. You knew if he wasn’t then you would have fallen flat on your face.

He pulled out and you whined at the sudden empty feeling. He flipped you over onto your back, the cuffs now biting into the skin on your wrists and back, but you didn’t care. He entered you again, continuing the breakneck pace he’d set earlier.

“Every time you open that mouth it drives me crazy. You know that? Every time you mouth off at me I want to take my cock and shove it down that pretty throat of yours, that would shut you up,” he muttered. Huh? Where was this coming from?

“I’ve always wanted you so bad,” he continued. “From the first day you came in I wanted you. I’d have done anything for you, anything you asked. I’d walk barefoot across a mile of broken glass for you if that’s what you wanted from me. So why do you have to be so fucking mean?” he almost whined, finishing the sentence with another particularly hard thrust. What on Earth is he talking about? You weren’t sure if he even meant for you to hear this, he seemed almost hypnotized.

“Leon, look-fuck-look at me,” you demanded. He looked up at you, tearing his gaze away from where he’d been looking the whole time; the space where your bodies connected. He didn’t stop thrusting, may God strike him down if he ever did stop.

“Leon I-I tease you because-God-because I li-fuck, so deep-because I like you,” you finally managed to grind out. He paused. The two of you stared at each other for a moment, seeming to make a silent agreement to discuss this later. Leon had other things on his mind right now.

He fucked into you again, still at a grueling pace but now rolling his hips, brushing against your g-spot with every thrust and gripping your hips like he needed you to live.

You were already close, so the new angle made you cum again, practically painting his thighs with your slick, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer either. He looked at you pleadingly.

“W-where?” he muttered.

“Inside, please,” you whined.

Your pussy was still clenching around him from your orgasm and it sent him over the edge quickly. He spilled inside you, enough that some dripped out onto the seat, deep as he was. He spent a moment catching his breath before pulling out, flinching when you grimaced.

“I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” he questioned, sincere this time. He looked cute with his eyebrows furrowed in concern

You winced as you tried to close your legs. “Just a little s-sore is all,” you replied. Then you laughed. “Some bonding exercise, huh Leon?”

He laughed in return as he searched for something to clean you up with. “I think we’ve got some stuff to discuss,” he said as he found a stray napkin and began gently wiping at your thighs with it.

You took a deep breath as he did so, the napkin just a little too rough. Not much to be done about that. “True, but I’d like for you to uncuff me before we have a heart-to-heart,” you grinned.

Leon’s eyes flew open wide. “Fuck! I’m so sorry, I’d forgotten I’d done that. Give me just a second.” You laid there in the backseat, spacing out as he searched his pockets and his tactical belt. “Uh-oh,” he mumbled.

You tried to sit up. “Uh-oh? What’s ‘uh-oh?’ Uh-oh is literally never good.”

Leon flashed you that signature crooked grin, sheepish this time instead of amused. “I uh. . . I’m having a little trouble locating the key.”

BOY OH BOY THAT WAS SURE FUN

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dargoww · 1 year

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"To Many More." — Leon S. Kennedy x Reader

pairing: married!(leon s. kennedy x fem!reader)

warnings: some implied angst; language; taylor swift reference (it doesn't need a warning but just in case)

summary: a married couple celebrates Valentine's Day together; fluff fluff fluff!

word count: 1348 words

Happy Valentine's Day everyone! <3

i'm sorry i couldn't with this picture 😭

A couple seconds after, you saw a familiar figure walking down the street. And your face lit up even more.

***

You stood by the window witnessing the aftermath of a sunny day — people smiling, birds singing, life awakening all around. This sight brought a smile to your face as well.

'Tis the damn day.

Every year Leon would do this. Never has he ever forgotten to buy you your favourite flowers for Valentine's Day. Although he wasn't that good at remembering dates, there were a few he never allowed himself to skip. Today was one of them.

You continued to watch him walk towards the door of your apartment building until he disappeared under the windowsill. He was smiling.

Damn, Leon. You thought to yourself.

He always made you feel like that.

Loved. So loved and appreciated you forgot any other feeling existed. Like there was nothing except this very moment, this very warmth that spread all throughout you and beyond.

Oh, he was an expert at this.

You heard the keys turning the door, like a sweet chime filling in the room. You felt yourself tingle as if you were not a grown-up married woman, but a little teenage girl waiting for her knight in shining armour to burst into the tower.

"Where's my girl?" Leon's voice unfolded across the place, being a perfect balance of cheesy, confident, and frisky.

"She's right here. Blushing already, by the way. Did you see how many women looked at you when you passed the street? They must be devilishly jealous."

"Wait, so you were spying on me?" Oh, such an actor.

"How could I not spy on such a handsome man?"

"Fair point there." He gives you the flowers, kissing you swiftly on the lips. "These are for you, gorgeous."

You return the kiss, accepting the flowers.

"They're wonderful, Leon. You're wonderful."

"Oh, I know that. You fell for my charm years ago and you're still under the spell, aren't you?" He embraced you, smiling so wholeheartedly that your own heart skipped a beat.

"You're damn right, handsome." You said, filling a glass vase with water and putting the flowers in.

Leon gave you another smile before his eyes lit up, a rare, but familiar spark that appeared whenever Leon had something on his mind.

"Let's go walk around a little."

***

And you went. Trekking for the closest park, you two finally felt... Normal. Yes, normal. Like a couple that spends every weekend like this. It was... A nice change.

Having reached the park, you seated on a bench. And then, a young teenage boy came over to the two of you. He addressed Leon.

"Hello! For 1$, can I make up a Valentine's Day song for you and your girlfriend?"

Leon chuckled. "Sure, why not. Anything for my lovely wife."

"Oh, wife! I'm sorry!"

"It's okay, sweetie." You said.

Leon searched through his pockets, putting out a 5$ banknote and handing it to the boy whose eyes immediately lit up. Leon said:

"This your business or something, kid? Consider it an investment."

"Whoa, thank you so much! It really means a lot! Can you, uh, can you please tell me your names?"

You spoke up first. "Y/n."

"Leon." No, but he didn’t have to sound so hot while simply saying his name.

"Got it!"

The boy took a couple seconds to take a big breath in.

And started singing.

"Roses are re-ed!"

A smile glistened on both faces — yours and Leon's. The young man carried on.

"Violets are blu-ue!" He chanted.

You couldn't help but smile even wider. The little guy was really putting his soul into this.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Y/n! Leon loves you!"

After a swift moment of somewhat awkward silence, you applauded. Seeing it, Leon repeated your gesture and reassuringly looked at the boy. Oh, we love a supportive husband.

The boy was quick to leave. Probably looking for his next clients.

You and Leon exchanged glances.

"Well, that was something." Leon grinned.

"The little singer's definitely trying his best. Let's give him credit for that."

"Yeah, we definitely should."

You two sat there for a couple more minutes, cherishing the present moment. It was a rare occasion for you and Leon to go out somewhere just like normal people. It wasn't just about his job. Leon has never really been the type of person to spend a lot of time outside the apartment you share. That's why your quality time together is usually pretty domestic, but it doesn't lessen the meaningness of it. Reoccurring death sentences made you both learn to appreciate the simple moments.

Because life gets tough. You both learned it the hard way, many times. When your husband came home all bruised. When you spent sleepless nights questioning if he's even alive, never being able to contact him. When Leon woke up after nightmares where he would lose you again, and again, and again. When he was sure that he was not gonna make it out. When he was so afraid he would not be able to come back to you, goddamn, this fear was consuming, sucking on his soul. But he came back. And he will keep coming back no matter what he has to face — he took an oath he would.

That's why this solace moment felt like mending a heart's wound. In times like this, you felt that you two could actually heal one day. Heal from the fear, heal from this never-ending trauma. You didn't even know if it was actually possible, but you tried. You both tried your best. Being with each other helped you carry through all of this. You shared each other's burdens and it made life a little more bearable.

"I wanted to tell you something," Leon says, his tone soft and discreet.

"What is it?" You ask, turning to his side and looking him in the eyes.

"It's really nothing. It's just something I had on my mind for a while. You know I'm not very good at vocalising these kinda things. But I felt like today's occasion was a good reason to speak up on this."

You decided to play it off sarcastically. "Oh-oh. Sounds serious. If we weren't already married, I would've thought you are proposing."

"Oh, come on. I'm about to say something good for once."

You giggled. "I'm just kidding. Of course, love, go on."

Leon tilted towards you a little. "I wanted to say thank you. For everything, really. For every time you've been there for me. For staying with me. For choosing me. Not gonna lie, when I was younger I wasn't even sure I would ever find anyone who would be alright with what I do. I kind of accepted it, that I would end up alone. But here I am. Happier than I ever was. With you. Saying cheesy pick-up lines every time I see you wake up by my side."

You smiled warmly.

"Leon, I know you like the back of my hand. You're such a hopeless romantic. I've seen this in your eyes the very moment you said «I love you» for the first time. I will never forget that look you gave me. You still look at me like that sometimes and every goddamn time my heart flutters. I felt like all of my previous... situationships that cut me to the core were worth it."

"It's like in that song you like. What was it? Without all the exes, fights, and flaws..."

"We wouldn't be standing here so tall. Yeah. That's true." You nodded to Leon's words.

"We've been through a lot, haven't we?" He sighed.

"That we have... That we have."

Leon put his arm over your shoulder, resting his head on top of yours.

"I love you, Y/n. Happy Valentine's Day."

You couldn't help but smile at how special this moment felt. You lived for these. There was nothing better than this.

"I love you too, Leon." You smiled softly and then placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "Happy Valentine's."

Kissing you back, Leon gently put his hand on your cheek, looking into your eyes with a tender, loving expression.

"To many more." He said.

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