Can you do 15 and 19 of the kink list with Leon and Luis pleeeease ? I just want to be sandwiched by these two-
Note: Yes anon I can do it, and I wanna be sandwiched by them too...Tbh it’s not a want, it’s a need at this point 😩 Also, pls don’t let this flop 😭💖;
Pair: Leon Kennedy x F!Reader x Luis Serra;
Word count: 1347;
Kinks: 15 poly; 19 praise kink (x);
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Heavy breaths and moans filled the room as Leon and Luis crushed your body between theirs. At that moment, it was difficult to tell which hands belonged to who, but you didn't care as long as they didn't stop. In a very chaotic and rushed manner, their hands pulled your clothes in all directions, trying to access your skin. Luis, or maybe Leon, was playing feistily with your chest while the other was groping your ass.
"Hmm, fuck..." you said after feeling Leon's poking bulge rubbing over your cheeks. It moved in a teasing way, in which he'd draw circles with his hips and then thrust hard, giving you a taste of what's to come.
Luis' hands were busy squeezing your chest. He splayed his fingers, covering most of the surface, enjoying the feeling of your hard nipples through the fabric.
"Hmm, you have such soft boobs, señorita." Whispered Luis in your ear.
It was getting difficult to breathe in that confined space, but the presence of these two men compensated a lot for the lack of air.
"I agree. Her neck must be soft too."
With a smirk, Leon grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled it backward in order to give his friend more access. You yelped, but the pain soon faded when you felt Luis' lips on your tender skin. He teased you a little as the tip of his tongue made circles all over your neck, and then he started to suck and bite gently.
"I don't want to see any marks, Luis." You said it firmly.
"I can't guarantee that, my love." Luis bit you hard after that, making sure to leave at least a red mark, if not a bruise.
"Ouch! Son of a-" You were quickly silenced by Leon, who pressed his lips over yours. Even if your mouth was sealed, you continued to puff and moan as Luis kept playing with your neck. Soon, Leon's tongue would enter your mouth, searching for yours to twirl around it. His teeth would gently grab and bite your lower lip as well.
"You were right, Leon." Said Luis as he pulled out a thin string of saliva connecting your neck and his lips. "Now I wonder what else is soft about her."
With a devious smirk, Luis dropped to his knees.
Leon gently wrapped his fingers around your neck and squeezed gently, pulling more moans out of your pretty mouth. His grip was gentle yet firm, and once he made you lean your head back, he began to kiss you on the cheek. He wanted to leave your mouth free, so he could enjoy the sounds you were about to make.
Luis got rid of your jeans and panties very fast, and soon his tongue would play with your sensitive bud. He raised one of your legs and placed it over his shoulder, and then he ran the tip of his tongue over your sensitive clit.
"Oh fuck, just like that."
Luis let out a satisfied whimper and continued, this time sucking and licking at a faster pace.
From behind, Leon moved his free hand under your shirt, a moment in which he started to roll your hard nipple between his soft fingers.
These men turned you into a needy mess. Usually, you'd keep some sort of composure during sex, but this time was different. This time your throat was dry from all the panting and whimpering, your cheeks were flushed, and you could barely hold your body.
When he felt like you were close, Luis stopped and stood up. His beard was glistering with your juice, but not for long as he wiped it with his sleeve.
"Don't worry, señorita, I will take care of you," Luis said after he heard the disappointed whimper that came out of your mouth.
"Yes, Luis, we are going to take care of your needs."
Luis chuckled and unbuttoned his pants. Very soon, your eyes widened at the sight of Luis' cock. Oh, you had a feeling it was big, but actually seeing it sent a shudder through your body.
You began to wonder if you were able to take them both. Luis was big, and judging by the immense bulge, Leon was too.
When Luis saw the hint of concern on your face, he pushed Leon's hand aside to cup your face and made you look at him.
"Don't worry, mi princesa; as Sancho said, we will take care of you. Why don't you lay on your back and let us do our job?"
Oh, and they did their job very good, very, very good.
You did as told and lay down on the soft mattress. You stayed on your elbows for support and spread your legs wide. Luis went between them while Leon climbed next to you with his shaft in his hand. It was very beautiful, and it also brought you great pleasure when he pushed it down your throat. He thrust gently, and he made sure to praise you for your effort.
"You are taking me so well, darling," he said as he caressed your head "I am so proud of you".
You closed your eyes and allowed the feeling to overwhelm you.
Luis was doing an excellent job too. He pushed inside you gently, and with patience, he inserted his cock inch by inch into your needy cunt.
"So tight...so warm..." he said under his breath as he buried himself inside. After that point, he increased the pace, his eyes fixed on your bouncing breasts. He couldn't help himself and began to play with one of them, squeezing it in his palm and enjoying how squishy it was.
The two men switched a couple of times before cumming. However, that wasn't the case for you, as you managed to cum on both their cocks, bringing them on the verge of orgasm as well. When that happened, they slowed down a bit, took a deep breath, and switched.
"Goddamn, your pussy is addicting," Leon said while his forehead was pressed to yours. He almost came inside you, but he stopped.
It was harder and harder to resist you, and judging by their rosy cheeks and heavy breaths, this would be the last switch.
Leon ended up between your legs, and Luis was thrusting in your mouth. Both men became sloppy in their movements, and they moaned like never before. Luis was more vocal during the whole act, but Leon was a little quieter. He would whimper and puff, but nothing louder, but now he didn't try to suppress anything. You didn't know if it was because he wasn't able to or simply because he didn't care anymore, but one thing was certain: God, you loved hearing him be so vocal. His moans were deep and low, and they sounded very needy. It was a blessing for you anyway, and it helped you cum one more time.
All three of you came at the same time. Leon finally came inside you, and Luis shoved his cock down your throat to make sure that you'd swallow it all. Despite that, you came hard around Leon, your walls milking him with every single drop. Feeling both of them throb was an amazing feeling, and what stroke your ego was the fact that you were the reason why these men were satisfied.
After Luis pulled you out, you immediately gagged.
"My love, are you alright."
"Yes," you said between coughs.
"Way to go, pal," Leon said in a sarcastic voice as he patted your back. "Are you alright?" he asked as he looked concerned at you. God, those puppy eyes will be the death of you.
"Yes, I'm fine; don't worry. I...I kinda liked it."
Seeing that you were fine, they both lay beside you and began to caress your body. Leon was caressing and kissing your face, including the small bruise that Luis left on your skin. Luis was caressing your belly and thighs, as they must be sore.
"You did an amazing job today," Luis said as he kissed your shoulder.
"Indeed, you took both of us like a champ," Leon added with a satisfied tone.
They kept caressing you until they fell asleep. You joined them too shortly.
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mehehehe.....piarles + 25 or 45 🫶
25 = Green Card Marriage
45 = Vampire and Hunter
hehehehehehehe... let's see about 25 and 45 🤭👀
"It's brilliant, Charlito!" Pierre insists, spreading his arms like he's saying, come on. "I'm a hunter, so I'm allowed to settle in any country I want. If you're married to me, you'll be allowed to settle there too, and you can get that position at Rutgers like you have always wanted."
Charles folds his arms. "I'm a vampire, Pierre," he reminds him, pointedly. "Or have you forgotten?"
Pierre folds his arms, too, mirroring Charles' own pose. "Of course I haven't forgotten, calamar."
Calamar. As always, the nickname takes Charles right back - to that day in the back of his parents' garden, when Pierre had decided to come over for a surprise visit and he'd found Charles. Drinking. It had only been from a blood bag, of course (Charles would never kill a person, and he'd been too young then to know about charming someone to let him drink just a few sips) but it had still been more than enough for Pierre to understand what was going on. Pierre had frozen where he stood, eyes blown wide.
And Charles had thought, no no no, and he'd thrown himself at Pierre before he could think better of it. "Please don't leave, Pierrot, please, I promise I'm not evil and we're not evil, I don't care what they say on the news because it's not true, we don't hurt people, we don't hurt anyone, just... please don't go. You're my best friend, please -"
Pierre had stopped him there, putting a gentle hand over Charles' mouth. "I don't care that you're a vampire, Charles," he'd said with surprising firmness for a ten-year-old. "You're my best friend too. And, anyway, you're less of scary vampire and more like... a clingy little squid."
"I'm not!" Charles had shrieked, but of course Pierre had taken to calling him that every day from that moment on. (Charles never protested too much, because the nickname always felt like Pierre's way of saying I know what you are and you're my best friend anyway; I'm not going anywhere.)
"... Charles? Earth to Charles?" Pierre is asking, waving his hand in front of Charles' face. "Ah. Hello again. Did you go to vampire-planet?"
"You know we're from the same planet as you," Charles says immediately, rolling his eyes. "Or didn't they teach you that at hunter school?"
"Mmm, no, I think I skipped that module," Pierre says, and then he grins cheekily, tongue between his teeth.
Charles swats at him, and Pierre catches his wrist easily, his Hunter-trained reflexes quick as ever. Charles' breath catches.
It shouldn't be hot. It should be the opposite of hot, for fuck's sake - those kinds of reflexes are trained to kill people like Charles.
Except, Pierre didn't become a hunter to kill vampires. No - he did it for Charles. Not to hunt him, but to learn how to protect him from other hunters.
So, yeah. It's seriously hot when Pierre shows off some of those skills of his.
"Are you going to let go of me?" Charles asks, swallowing thickly. He can't help the way his gaze flickers to Pierre's fingers wrapped around his wrist, still holding him tightly in place.
You could hold me like that any time you want, Charles thinks, and fights against his blush. It shouldn't even be possible for vampires to blush, for fuck's sake, but Pierre manages to get Charles to do it anyway.
Pierre, thankfully, seems oblivious to Charles' spiralling thoughts. He winks at Charles, playful and cheeky as he always is. "Nope," he says, popping the p. "Not until you agree that my idea is brilliant."
And, right. Right. Charles had almost forgotten the reason why they're even here - Pierre's stupid, hair-brained scheme to get Charles his dream job at Rutgers.
Rutgers, which still does not allow any supernaturals onto its teaching staff, let alone Monégasque vampires.
"It's a terrible idea," Charles says flatly. "They'll never let me teach there if they suspect I'm a vampire."
"But if you're married to a hunter, nobody will ever suspect you're a vampire," Pierre points out, triumphantly. "See? It's genius."
Charles has to admit that it's... clever. Absolutely insane, yes, but clever.
Pierre must be able to read it on his face, because his eyes light up like his favourite F1 team has just won a race. "See! You do think it'll work!" he crows.
"I don't think -" Charles tries, but Pierre cuts him off with a dramatic sigh.
"I've done all the research, Cha. Trust me, there's no way that this can go wrong."
There is, Charles thinks, only a little despairingly. It's not so much that he's worried about getting caught - no, Charles is pretty good at charming officers by now. Half of the time, he doesn't even have to use his hypnotism.
What he's far more worried about is the fact that he'll be married. To Pierre.
Pierre, who he's only been in love with since the first time he called Charles "calamar" and stayed when anyone else would have left.
Pierre, who Charles knows would taste sweeter than anyone else in the world. Because that's the thing about being a vampire and being in love with someone: even one tiny sip of their blood will sustain you sixteen times longer than a random person's would.
It's bad enough just like this, when they're just friends, and Pierre throws his head back to laugh or slides his arm around Charles' waist, and Charles has to fight with himself to keep his fangs tucked away - because even though Pierre is so close and smells so good, he is not Charles' to taste or Charles' to have.
It's hard enough to hold himself back when they're just friends. Charles has no idea how the hell he'll be able to do it if they're fucking married.
But as always when Pierre suggests a hare-brained scheme, Charles is helpless in the face of his sparkling blue eyes and half-cheeky, half-pleading smile.
"Okay, calamar," he agrees, and even though he might just have signed the warrant for his own death-by-slow-torture-of-wanting-his-best-friend-too-much, it's worth it a thousand times over for the way Pierre beams at him and uses the wrist he's still holding to tug Charles into a tight hug.
"Rutgers, here we come!"
(50 Romance Prompts Ask Meme)
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Prompts
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May Day & Outdoor Fucking
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A Bad Day & Bad Touch
Food Fight & Food Play
Solo Ageplay & Masturbation
Heartwarming & Cockwarming
Arts and Crafts (Gone Wrong) & Arts and Crafts (Gone Sexy!)
Whining & Whimpering
Under the Bed & Over the Sheets
Pacifiers and Sippy Cups & Oral Fixation
Family Day & Incest
Pet Names & Pet Play
Dress Up & Stripping
Mother's Day & Daddy's Turn
Candy & Stranger Danger
Kiss It Better & Make It Hurt
Love Notes & Instructions
Sweet Dreams & Nightmares
In the Middle & In the Middle
Swing Set & Sex Swing
Accidental Swearing & Accidental Orgasm
Dinosaurs & Primal Play
Bedtime Story & Dirty Talk
Waterslides & Watersports
Big Hugs & Bondage
Plushies & Plushie Fucking
Adopted & Abducted
Tooth Fairy & Teeth and Biting
Gang's All Here & Gangbang
Ten Tickles & Tentacles
Fixed & Broken
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