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gigabyte-flare · 1 year

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There's No Escape (Part 2)

Part 1

Summary: Just when you start to get comfortable in your new lease on life, your past comes rushing back to chase you down. Literally.

Pairing: yandere!Leon Kennedy x fem!reader (afab)

Word Count: 2.8k

If any of the warnings below trigger you, please kindly pass on this fic

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, actions depicted in this story are not condoned in real life; if you feel this way, please go touch grass

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL YEET YOU INTO THE GODDAMN SUN. Thank you!

Warnings (may not apply to all parts): Sex, gaslighting, swearing, stalking, acts of violence, blood, dubcon, kidnapping, pet names (baby, doll, angel, sweetheart, etc.), PTSD triggers, unprotected sex, forced breeding, daddy kink, manipulation, oral (m and f receiving), choking, overstimulation, knife play, gunplay, masterbation. Long story short, DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. More warnings may be added in the future

Tags: @lipglossanon, @ghostkennedy, @hxllfiredoll, @nexyswrites, @ilookatlater, @shroomietrip (Shoot me a message or an ask if you want to be added to the list!)

A/N: First off, holy shit thank you so much for over 300 notes on Part 1! This community is one of the nicest I've ever been apart of, I appreciate all of you! Again, please excuse any grammatical errors in here. Dinner is officially served!

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You had slept like a goddamn rock for the last few nights

They were the first nights in three months where you were able to get a full night’s sleep without getting abruptly woken up to Leon touching you. You recall at first it was fun, he was an absolute monster in bed; unfortunately as time went by you realized he was quite literally a monster. Each night that he was home, his sexual advances became more and more twisted. Especially that one time he made you suck the end of his loaded handgun.

You’ll never forget the sick grin on his face as he watched your helpless expression.

You jolt yourself awake and shake your head, dispelling the awful memory with it. You were safe now, well away from him. You slowly sat up and stretched your arms out over your head and let out a loud yawn. You slip out of bed and put on a pair of slippers before walking out into the kitchen. Becky was standing at the island reading the newspaper and chewing on a piece of toast.

“Mornin’!” says Becky with a mouthful of toast.

You give her a nod in response as you make your way to the fridge. You grab the jug of orange juice and grab a cup from the cabinet to fill. You fill the cup before putting the jug back into the fridge.

“Still no sign of him, right?” Becky asks.

“Thankfully no, he’s definitely back at his apartment by now. Haven’t heard a peep.”

You can only imagine how violent his reaction to you being gone was. He absolutely hated it when things didn’t go exactly as he wanted. That’s fine, he can have his hissy fit in D.C.. You took gradual sips from the orange juice before discarding the empty cup into the sink.

“Got work today?” Becky inquires.

“Yeah.”

Becky was able to secure you a tech support job at a law firm for when you moved into Boston. You were extremely grateful for that. Thankfully you had saved up money prior to Leon forcing you to quit your job in D.C., but that money was starting to wear thin. The job was entertaining from what you gathered in the last couple days. Lawyers were extremely tech illiterate to the point where it was almost impossible not to laugh on the phone.

You go back into your bedroom to get dressed into a polo shirt and a pair of jeans with sneakers. You put your hair up in a ponytail before going into the bathroom to put some light makeup on. Work was extremely close by, you could walk to it, which you decided to do since the weather was so nice. You get into your cubicle and start taking calls.

“Did you charge it last night?”

“Thank you for calling tech support, how can I help you?”

“Hi, yes? My laptop won’t turn on.”

“You know what, no I didn’t. I bet the battery’s dead. Thanks!”“Thank you for calling tech support, how can I help you?”

“My mouse doesn’t work.”

“Is it plugged in?”

“Of course it’s plugged in! I’m not an idiot-- oh… wait… it’s not plugged in. Sorry to bother you.”

“Thank you for calling tech support, how can I help you?”

“Found you, sweetheart.”

Your eyes widen as you hold your breath. This has to be some kind of sick joke. You regain your composure and hang up on the caller; it sounded like Leon but you weren’t 100% sure. You try to track the number they called from, but it came up as an unknown caller. Whoever it was, they were using a burner phone number. The phone rings again immediately and you answer it.

“Who are you and what do you want?!” you scream into your headset.

“Whoa hey, what the hell!? I’m calling because my internet’s not working!” they say, the person clearly being a different caller.

You log out of the call queue to collect yourself. You rub your face into your hands. You hear footsteps walk over to your cube and you look up and find your boss standing there.

“Oh my god… I’m so sorry,” you rub your eyes before continuing, “I just had a prank call. Did you try restarting the router?”

“Oh ok, no worries! No I haven’t, I’ll do that now, thank you miss!”

“Everything alright here? I thought I heard you yell,” your boss asks.

“Yeah sorry, there was a prank caller. I think they were using a burner phone to call in.”

“Ah ok, that doesn’t usually happen here but there’s a first for everything. Definitely take a breather before you log back in, ok?”

You give your boss a nod before he walks away. Before logging back into the queue, you look into the call history. Your stomach drops when you see that the unknown caller called your phone directly, not into the tech support line.

It was just a prank caller, don't psych yourself out, you think to yourself as you close your eyes and take a deep breath.

There was absolutely no way Leon could have found out where you worked that quickly, it had to be a prank.You log back into the tech support queue and finish out your day thankfully with no other prank calls.

Even though your apartment was a 10 minute walk, you decide to order a taxi instead, the prank call still making you anxious. When the taxi driver arrives, you confirm your address for him and he takes you home, the drive takes less than 5 minutes. You thank and pay the driver and quickly enter your apartment.

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Leon was thankful that you hadn’t turned around and seen his familiar lifted Jeep Wrangler with tinted windows parked across the street from your apartment as he watched you hurry inside. He turned his attention to the laptop he had open on the passenger’s seat. After a few keystrokes, several camera feeds popped up on the screen.

At some point when you and Becky were both out in the last couple of days, Leon had broken into the apartment and installed several hidden cameras. He enlarged one of the cameras where both you and Becky could be seen standing in the kitchen and enabled the audio.

“Hey! How was your day?” Becky asks.

“Eh, it was alright,” you reply, “I got the creepiest prank call today.”

A smirk began to cross Leon’s lips.

“It wasn’t him, was it?” Becky inquires, the concern evident in her voice.

“No way! There is no way he figured out where I went that fast.”

Leon let out a laugh, “Underestimating me is your first and last mistake, dear.”

“I’m going to take a quick shower. Want me to order pizza when I come back out?” you ask.

“Yeah sure!” Becky replies.

Leon immediately switches the camera feed to one that is inside a vent above the shower. He hears you enter the bathroom and shut the door. As he hears the ruffling of clothes, he begins to undo the belt on his jeans, grasping his hardening cock in his left hand. He sees your arm reach into the shower to turn it on and let it warm up.

If only you knew that you were putting on a personal show just for Leon to enjoy. Picturing your horrified expression only aroused him even more.

Your naked form then came into frame, his cock pulsing in excitement as he began to stroke it vigorously. His eyes were glued to the laptop screen as you lathered soap onto yourself. He began to let out quiet whimpers as he got closer and closer to his release, the whimpers getting progressively louder. Suddenly, with a shudder of his body, he let out a guttural moan and came all over his hand and his jeans. His moment of euphoria was short lived as the disgust of having cum all over himself overtook him. He slammed the laptop shut, grabbed a small towel from the back seat and wiped the cum from his hand and jeans as best as he could before throwing the towel back to the backseat.

His ice cold eyes glare at your apartment door before he starts the engine in his Wrangler, driving off into the Boston night.

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

You and Becky decide to go out that weekend into Chinatown to get hot pot. Becky knew of a great restaurant called Shabu Zen, she claimed they had the best hot pot in town. You haven’t had hot pot before, so you were going to have to take her word for it.

You both enter the restaurant and the hostess seats you two in the corner. You sit on the side where your back was to the wall, you never wanted your back exposed, ever. Your waiter comes over and takes your order for drinks, Becky ordered a margarita, you simply just asked for water.

“We got through the first week in Boston together!” Becky exclaims, lifting her glass, “a toast to being Bostonians and no creepy ass ex-boyfriends!”

“Hell fucking yeah, my friend!” you respond, raising your glass of water and clanking it against her margarita.

The waiter comes back over, and you both put in your order of broth and meats that you’ll be having for hot pot. You two make small talk about work before the waiter comes back over a short time later with plates full of different veggies, noodles and meats. Another waiter behind him sets the broth on the burner in the middle of the table and turns the burner on.

“For real though, thank fuck you got out of there when you did, I know you haven’t told me everything that fucking prick did to you but… I’m just glad you’re not dead.” Becky states as she starts piling food into the broth.

“I know… I still need to look up a therapist that I can go to so I can move on. I feel like I close my eyes and his face is the only thing I see.”

Becky scoops out noodles, meat and veggies out from the broth and starts eating, “Who would have thought such a hot dude would turn out to be a fucking psychopath.”

“It’s always the ones you least expect, Becky. I should have seen the red flags,” you say as you also scoop food out from the broth.

Your eyes happen to wander around the restaurant to the other patrons as you slurp up noodles; it was mostly younger people with one older couple seated at the table next to yours. Your eyes settle on a dark corner of the restaurant where you see a man seated by himself. You stop mid bite, your eyes locked on the man. You recognize his short dirty blonde hair immediately. His cobalt eyes burned into your skin. He was even wearing that fitted black shirt that you used to love so much. There is no doubt in your mind, Leon is in the restaurant.

Becky notices your freaked out expression immediately, “Hey, what’s wrong?”

You blink a few times to make sure he wasn’t a figment of your imagination. Much to your dismay, he wasn’t. You watch a devilish smirk spread across his lips before he puckers his lips at you.

You suddenly dig your wallet out of your purse, throwing several twenties onto the table before getting up, “we have to go. Now.”

“Wait, what? What’s going on?”

“No time, we need to leave,” you grab Becky by the arm and practically drag her out of the restaurant.

You both bolt onto the sidewalk and you walk briskly down the street towards the depths of Chinatown, still pulling Becky along.

“Are you going to tell me why you just dragged me out of Shabu Zen?”

You look back and see Leon step out of the restaurant; he looks around and quickly spots you and Becky, giving chase.

Becky, seeing your panicked expression, looks back and sees what has you spooked, “Holy fucking shit how did he fucking find you?!”

“I don’t know but we need to lose him, got any ideas?”

“Yeah, let's get to the Orange line. We’ll lose him in the subway system.”

Becky grabs your hand and leads the way running. You occasionally look back, each time your heart sinking as you see Leon’s face in the crowd, running after you. Having a military background, it wouldn’t take him long to catch up.

Thankfully, you both get to the Chinatown stop for Boston’s T subway system and bolt down the stairs.

“Listen to me carefully, it’s going to get awfully confusing so I need you to follow me closely, ok?” Becky says, looking back as she scans her Charlie card and goes through the gate.

“Yeah, got it.”

Becky throws her Charlie card to you. You scan it and get through the gate and catch up to Becky. You turn around just in time to watch Leon vault over the subway gate with the grace of a panther. Thankfully, the next train was just pulling in as you two got to the train platform, you both bolt inside one of the cars and try to cram yourselves into the most crowded car.

“Ok, we need to get off at Downtown Crossing, then we pick up the Red line to Park Street and get on the Green line there. Then, we get off at Government Center which will then loop us back to the Orange line, ok?” Becky explained quietly.

You nod before scanning your eyes through the car, but you can’t tell if Leon’s on the train, you’re just going to have to assume that he is.

“Next stop, Downtown Crossing.” the T PA system called out.

“Ok, here’s our stop, as soon as those doors open, we make a b-line to the Red line to Alewife.”

As if on queue, the doors open and you and Becky practically launch yourselves out of the car, you don’t bother to look back to see if Leon is following you. Becky has a vice grip on your hand as you both get to the train platform for the Red line. Again luck was on your side, the doors for the Alewife train just started to open and you and Becky dove inside one of the cars and, once again, made your way to the most crowded car.

You repeated this same maneuver again at the Park Street stop and again at Government Center. Just like Becky had said, that eventually led back to the Orange line, which you both took back towards Forest Hills, getting off at the Back Bay stop, which thankfully was close to your apartment. You both ascended the stairs to the street level and stopped to take a breather.

“Holy shit I can’t believe that worked, where do you think we lost him?” you ask.

“I don’t know, once we were on the first train in Chinatown, I stopped looking for him.”

“Me too.”

When you both finally could catch your breaths, you proceeded to walk down the street back to your apartment.

Neither of you would be sleeping that night.

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

He lost track of you and your friend after getting off at Park Street. He ascended the stairs to the street, kicking a trash can over in frustration. You were so close to being back in his grasp.

And you would have been if it weren’t for that bitch, Becky. He knew that she smuggled you up here away from him, convinced you to leave him. She filled your head with nasty lies about him, she must have, why else would you leave him? He let his anger boil inside him as he walked down the street. He couldn’t help but notice several women gawking at him as he strolled down the street. He winked at some of them, seeing them visibly swoon at him. Oh how he enjoyed toying with their hearts.

It was a small bit of enjoyment he had since the world started to repeatedly fuck him over. First it was his new life in Raccoon City, then Operation Javier, then the incident in Spain with Los Illuminados. It was a couple years after returning from Spain that he met you at a bar in D.C., you had noticed him sitting alone at the bar and walked over and talked to him. It was the first ounce of normalcy he ever felt in his life since he graduated from the Police Academy. When you two started dating, that was when he decided he was never going to lose you, no matter the cost.

Again, his thoughts returned to your friend Becky. She took your princess away from him.

And she was going to pay dearly for it.

Part 3

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rookieleonskennedy · 10 months

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break the bed

fem!readerxre2!leon

tags/warnings: MDNI, nsfw, sub!leon, no use of y/n, mommy kink adjacent?, leon calls reader momma, choking kink, creampie, light bondage

A/N: took a break from my hunterxprey fic to write this bad boy. not too pleased with the last little bit, but i’ll probably go over it and edit it in the next day or so. enjoy!

“C’mon pretty boy, tell me what you want.”

Your eyes blaze a trail down Leon’s naked form, his toned body supine on the bed before you. His arms stretched above him, his wrists tied to the headboard with pretty pink silk rope. Your fingers dance across his skin, a ballet of sensation that has his muscles tightening with each caress.

You move, circling the bed, continuing your feather-light touches to his body with a sly grin pointed in his direction. Leon trembles upon the white sheets, desperate whimpers spilling from his plush mouth as you taunt him. Stopping at the head of the bed, you stroke his face adoringly.

“Speak, baby boy. I want to hear you.”

Leon keens, his arm muscles bulging and flexing as they struggle against the restraints. A thin sheen of sweat covers his lean figure, his hardened cock drooling a puddle of precum on his stomach. His back bows in frustration, and he lets out a frustrated whine as he nuzzles his face into your palm.

“Please momma–want you to t-touch me.”

You would never get over the way Leon’s begging sent a shot of arousal straight to your core. He was always so needy, so pretty. Ocean blue eyes boring into yours, a glimmer of desperation clouding their depths. His lips swollen from the sharp tug of his own teeth, and the bottom one quivers slightly as he pushes it out in a pout.

You hum in response to his request, your thumb trailing gently across the sharp jut of his cheekbone. With a delicate tap to the side of his face, you remove your hand and sit yourself next to him on the bed.

“Good boy,” You purr, smiling down at him knowingly.

A high-pitched moan bursts from Leon’s mouth, your praise sending a shockwave of arousal straight to his cock. His cheeks are a ruddy shade of red, and his breathing is rapid and shallow. His eyelids drooped slightly, his iris heady with his lust for you. His gaze, however cloudy, is still intense as it follows the motion of your hand down toward where he wants you the most.

You lower it down, gently wrapping your delicate fingers around his scorching-hot flesh, causing his hips to rise off the bed, the headboard groaning beneath the strength of his arms as they pull against the rope once more. You chuckle down at him softly, pumping your hand up and down his shaft ever-so-slowly, your thumb purposefully pressing into his frenulum on each upward stroke.

You know what makes Leon tick, what spots to press and tease to make him mindless–drunk with pleasure. With the skillful and practiced ministrations of your hand, it doesn’t take long for you to have him turned into a begging, whining, mess of a man beneath you.

“M-momma, needa–fuck–need t’cum–feels so fucking good–love it when you touch me momma–your hand is so soft–shit–right th-there–hand feels so good on my cock–squeezing me jus’ right–such a perfect momma f’me–oh god–gon’ come–m’gonna come momma–ah!”

You remove your hand suddenly, denying Leon the release for which he was on the precipice for the umpteenth time that night. A sob escapes him, his body thrashing petulantly on the bed. You had teased him within an inch of his life, edging him over and over. He was absolutely dumb with want for you. The sight of his exasperation almost makes you feel remorseful.

“Shh,” you coo at him soothingly. “Don’t you wanna cum in your momma’s pussy, pretty boy?”

Leon sobs again, hot tears now spilling from his cerulean eyes and running in rivulets down his blushing cheeks. He nods his head vigorously, still writhing against his restraints.

“Yes momma, wan’ it. Want it so bad.”

Pleased at the state of mindlessness, you move to straddle his waist, your bare body hovering mere inches above his. His hips buck, his thick cock fighting to meet the warm, wet, and plush mound of your pussy. You pull your hips away from him in a silent warning, giving him a stern look.

“I need you to be a good boy for me Lee, and stay still while I ride you, you got it?”

He bites his lip at your words, his eyelids fluttering with anticipation. He pushes his hips back down onto the bed at your command, and he moans loudly when you press the wet folds of your cunt against the side of his twitching cock.

You can feel the amount of effort that he’s putting into holding himself still for you, his desire to please you, his desire to be a good boy for you overriding his need to thrust up against you.

You place your hands across the expanse of his chest, your nails slightly digging into his soft skin as you begin to rut against him. His breathing stutters beneath your fingertips, and his eyes roll back into his head as he whimpers.

“Please momma–please put my cock inside you–w-wanna cum in you–fuck–wan’ you to bounce on me–want you to cum on my cock–oh shit–wanna be a good boy f’you–wanna fill my momma full of my cum.”

You keen at Leon’s filthy words, throwing your head back in bliss as you continue rubbing your pussy against Leon’s dick.

“Yeah, Lee? You wanna stretch out my pussy with your fat cock–fill me up with your hot cum?”

“Yes, please momma! I’ll make you feel so good–fill you up–make you cum f’me–be your good boy.”

You reached down to grab Leon’s shaft as he spoke, lining his tip up with your entrance. Your eyes connected with his as you began to slide your eager cunt down his length, both of your mouths dropping open in ecstasy.

The bed frame creaks loudly, and your eyes snap up to watch as Leon’s arms pull relentlessly against the ropes. He seems to be putting all his energy into his arms rather than his hips, an effort to remain a still, good boy for you. When you’ve fully sheathed him inside your walls, you let out a shaky breath.

Leon’s dick was big. Not too big, but big enough that you always had to take a moment and allow yourself to accommodate to the stretch of it. Once you had, you began to bounce. Attempting to find a rhythm that hits your sweet spot on every drop down. One of your hands moved to rest on Leon’s chest, while the other wrapped tenderly around his throat.

“You feel so good inside me, pretty boy. I can’t wait to cum around you.”

Leon’s whimpers and whines grew impossibly louder at your words, his desperation to finish inside you reaching its peak. With a strangled sob, he begins to plead with you.

“Momma! Please let me move–I’ll be such a good boy for you–wanna move–wanna fuck you momma–please just let me–please–fuck–I’ll do anything f’you–just lemme move.”

You giggle down at him, your hand tightening around his neck briefly.

“Okay, baby boy. You can move.”

Leon wastes no time in beginning to move his hips once you have given him the all-clear, and he begins to thrust up into your pussy with reckless abandon. The suddenness of the motion causes you to have to use the hand you have on his throat for balance, squeezing his airway off even more.

This only spurs Leon on, a garbled groan leaving him as he pistons his hips into you harder and faster. A strangled gasp leaves you as a resounding crack echoes throughout the room. The world tilts, and suddenly you are on your back, Leon’s still tied hands resting on your chest as he continues fucking into your squelching pussy.

“Fuck momma–gonna fuck you so deep–bury my cock in you–such a pretty momma–pussy’s gripping my cock like a vice–gonna make you cum–shit–gonna make you scream f’me momma–just wait.”

Leon had broken the headboard from all his tugging and thrashing, leaving his hands tied but allowing him to flip you over and take control of the situation. Your pussy throbbed at this, the sheer strength of the man above you hurtling you towards your orgasm.

With a loud yelp of his name, you spasm around Leon’s cock, your orgasm hitting you in full-force. Leon continues thrusting into you, muttering dirty words of praise in your ear as he chases his own high. His thrusts begin to get sloppy and erratic, and with a final push deep into you, he comes with a cry.

Leon collapses on top of you for a moment before rolling off and laughing.

“Guess I gotta buy us a new headboard, huh?”

You roll over on your side to meet his eyes with a smile, your hands moving to untie his bound wrists.

“Yeah. You do.”

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nuevialnst · 11 months

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Giggling as I write this 🤭🤭🤭

So basically, you and Leon haven’t had sex or anything too sexual in a while. Needless to say, Leon is really pent up and needy… this comes in handy lol.

One evening, while Leon is gaming with the crew, you sneak in and begin to tease him before sucking him off (similarly to your work where you fuck Leon while he’s gaming). Leon’s really sensitive because he hasn’t been touched in a while, so while he thinks he muted his mic—he did not. I’m leaving it in your hands for how the crew reacts!! I just… really need to read this 😈 Thank you for your attention, I love your works!

Giggling because you requested this and thank you for your support my lovely! <33

Definitely gonna make the others clown on Leon when he puts his headset back on to continue gaming, I’ll add a little smth smth maybe the reader teases him by moving her tank top to the side to show the side of her boobs? Maybe trailing her fingers down his happy trail (he definitely has a slightly small happy trail.)

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Teasing Him & Under The Desk Head

Re4, Gamer bf! Leon Kennedy

Sypnosis: (What the request said ^ )

Cw. PURE SMUT, oral (m! Receiving), sucking + jerking him off, public bc ummm the party chat thingy wasn’t on mute kind of & getting caught??, kind of sub! Leon & begging Leon (more so puppy leon ig?), slight praise, pet names: (Baby & sweetheart), lots of teasing towards leon, and mentions of more loving at the end :) IDK IF I HAVE EVERY WARNING DOWN! NOT PROOF READ!

A/N: Loved writing this again and thats for requesting my lovely because my inbox had a moth fly out of it……. FEEL FREE TO REQUEST MY INBOX IS ALWAYS OPEN!!

SMUT W SOME PLOT AHEAD!! MDNI!!

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You were in the kitchen cleaning after making cookies with Leon, but you had grown a bit bored so you thought you should checkup on him to see what he was doing. As you got closer to the room you heard him yelling at his buddies on the game, “Shut up, chris you’re a asshole for killing me!”.

You chuckled and walked into the closet and changed into a loose fitting tank top and some tight shorts, heading back to watch Leon play his game.

You put your hands on his shoulders while leon whispered to you “Babe, cmon I’m playing a game not right now.”

The others started laughing, Carlos began to speak “Leon I think you should take care of your lady before someone steals her.” he teased him.

Carlos is quite the Mr. Steal yo girl type of guy which made you find him quite funny and he definitely was the charming type.

Leon gets back into his gaming mode, but you have other plans stored for him. Pulling his chair back a bit, “Don’t worry babe, just relax lately you’ve been so pent up…” you whispered into his ear before planting soft kisses onto his neck. Leon shivers once more as his fingers trail up your leg and your hand slides down over his abs and back up again. Leaning in to kiss Leon again and pull away slightly when Leon starts kissing your collarbone, you turn around and plant a quick peck on his lips.

You pulled away and pointed to his headset which he grabbed “Sorry guys I have to take care of something important it won’t take long I promise.” laying it back on the desk putting it on mute, or so he thought.

You took some time to start pulling at the hem of his shirt over his head and throw it on the floor, while kissing him “No touching yet, baby.” You said as you move one side of your tank top revealing the side of your boob, but you stopped there.

“Babe, please…” He begged as he tried to sit still, his chest rising and falling with each breathe he takes. You restrain his hands behind his back so he doesn’t touch you, as your hands trail down his happy trail you begin to unbutton his pants “I want to taste you…I need to feel you.” Leon moans in pleasure at your ministrations. Taking Leon’s cock out of his pre-cum covered boxers taking it in your hand you slowly palm the head of his cock looking at Leon who’s eyes are glued to your face, his face getting redder by the second.

“Can I do this, sweetheart?” you ask him as your tongue circles his tip, “Yeah.. yeah baby….” Leon says as he tries to focus on anything else except for what you were doing with his cock that was now fully erect and throbbing at your touch. You prepare to take him into your mouth, as you try to take all of him he pushes your head down onto his cock. “Take it all f’me …Please don’t stop.” he says in between pants and gasps for air. You lick his cock one last time then place him in your mouth sucking his entire cock.

You could hear him moan every time you sucked and nibbled at him and soon you felt yourself get soaked with more pre cum, “Fuck. Mmh— Fuck…” he moaned as he continued to thrust himself into your throat. You continue to suck his cock, taking all of him in your mouth as tears started to form and prick your eyes, eventually gagging around his cock due to how much you liked having him inside your throat, but he began thrusting, “I’m close….Ah- fuck..” Leon said as the climaxes began to build inside him. His orgasm was about to hit and you pulled your mouth off of him and started jerking him off as he started crying due to the pleasure, leaving him in ecstasy.

His cock twitched in your hand as he got closer to his release, “Babe~….Hah- oh…fuck-“ his thighs started to shake as he built up his orgasm, Leon’s body quivered as he came, spattering cum all over your chest and face.

“S-shit…oh god-“, he said through grunts trying to catch his breath, as he collapsed into your embrace “Shh…I’m sorry…” you told as you whiped yourself clean with your hand and licked all off his cum off your fingers. Clinging to his body and hugging his chest tightly you kissed his cheek softly “It’s okay...don't apologize..it happens sometimes.” He said with tears flowing down his cheeks. He wipes his tears from his cheeks as he wraps his arms around you.

You let go of the embrace and went back to work cleaning off the mess you made and throwing away the cups. “Let me wash you off baby.” He suggested, as you nodded. He got a wet paper towel and cleaned you up with it. “Babe, go back to your game the others are probably waiting for you.” you said leaning into his ear and whispering, before leon puts his headset back on he hears the others laughing.

“Hey, guys I’m back! What did i miss.” Leon said waiting for someone to respond.

“Oh nothing…Just the fact that we heard everything. You got it right on, my man!” Chris stated.

Carlos then chimed in “I would say she learned some tips from Jill a couple days ago, I overheard them on the phone.”

Leon laughed “Well, guess I know where she gets her information for new things to try from. That’s besides the point we don’t talk about what you heard, got it guys?” He said in a stern and slightly demanding voice, which you found hot.

“Yeah bro’ we wouldn’t dream of it~” Chris answered teasingly.

You rolled your eyes at their shenanigans and layed in the bed on your phone waiting for Leon to wrap up his game for the night and come love on you some more.

As soon as he finishes his game you give him a quick peck and tell him to ‘go on, I’ll be here, I’m not gonna fall asleep again tonight without getting some more love from you.’ you said smirking at him as he turns back and nods with a smile.

You then turn your attention back to your phone and watch Tik Tok and see the latest trends and stuff.

Your boyfriend has been playing for about a couple hours before he told the bros he was getting off for the night and that he was tired, that he will most likely play tomorrow if he isn’t busy with his girlfriend, which is you. He turned off his system before getting in bed with you and spooning you until you fell asleep with his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him.

He knew you loved being in his strong embrace and that you wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight without it. You both always slept better when you were tangled together like this especially during sex or in bed. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep too.

The next morning when you woke up you looked over at Leon and couldn’t believe the scene that greeted you, which you couldn’t help but laugh at. He was still sleeping peacefully in your arms and your face was facing towards his. His beautiful blue eyes stared into yours as you watched his eyelashes fluttering every now and then, his hair had bits of black hair on it and he looked like an angel, as his face relaxed and the corners of his mouth curved upwards slightly. He really was a beautiful sight, even though he looked very sleepy.

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nyctophiliq · 1 year

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𝐓𝐖𝐎’𝐒 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘, 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄’𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐃 — ada wong, leon s. kennedy

— “between teh two of us, you'll have a place to be loved.”

content warning/s — female reader, porn without plot, threesome, oral sex, fingering, groping, masturbation, face sitting, mommy kink, vaginal sex,

a/n — i am just acting so silly nowadays, you can either picture this as re2 or re4, but i was writing it w re4 in mind

"NO NEED TO BE THIS NERVOUS, IT'S JUST US."

“i wanna play with her too, ada.” it sounded more desperate than confident coming from leon’s mouth as he rubbed his cock at the sight of ada eating you out. your head on a pile of pillows, biting down on the corner of one of them to keep your moans and whines to the minimum. leon hated how quiet you were, but ada adored your strangled moans and the way your heels grind into her back. leon really had no say in whatever was happening to him, it was either you or ada sorting out what he can or can’t do.

“wait for your turn handsome, she didn’t even come yet.” she chuckled, sickeningly so, fingers sliding through your lower lips as she stood up and started planting kisses from your collarbones up to your neck then to your lips. you shiver against her touch, back arching and your chest meets with hers, the little tremors of your hips grinding into her fingers.

leon was tired of only groping your tits while he jacked himself off. ada promised a lot, a fun time, a playtime, not a show. “she’ll cum when i let her cum.” he groaned, pushing ada from above your body, lining his length up with your dripping cunt and pushing it in slowly, throwing his head back as your pussy sucked him in.

“i want l-leon to fuck- ah me mommy, please…!” you breathed, hand reaching to stop ada from forcing leon off you. she wasn’t happy about your requests, she wanted your cum and cries all to herself- but you asked so nicely, called her the proper name, she cannot say no to that. matter of fact, she should be a little excited about it too, this finally gives her a chance for her to sit on your face, and let you eat her pussy out. “you might go dumb on his cock, but since you asked so nicely, i suppose…”

leon shoots a glare at the woman on your side, not at all amused by the compliment that stung him just a little bit. he scoffs under his breath before starting to roll his hips into your pussy, his hands coming to keep your hips from shifting. you don’t know what’s good for you, but leon does, that’s why he fills you up, keeping you warm. you love the way it burns, don’t you? he knows you do, ada told him so and the way she is gripping your hair tells it all. your cries vibrate through her, and your tears mix with her cum, running down her thighs.

reblog’s and feedback are much appreciated !!!

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lipglossanon · 3 months

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I Can Go With The Flow

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subby stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, stepcest, sappy Leon 🥺, flirting, teasing, dirty talk, name calling, praise kink, slight scent kink, oral (f receiving), mentions of somno (reader is into it), but dubcon just in case lol, unprotected sex, creampie, cum eating

slightly proofread 🤏

major shoutout to @ao3-rex1223 💜

title from Go With the Flow by Queens of the Stoneage

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“Stop,” you laugh, “I just finished working out. I’m all gross and sweaty.”

He presses you harder into the bed with a low whine, “So?”

You just finished doing yoga along with some cardio in order to start getting back in shape, and Leon happened to pass your room and see you standing up off of your workout mat. Before you knew it, he was all over you, panting like a little puppy.

You giggle as he drops sloppy kisses on your neck, helping you slip out of your shirt and sports bra, breasts bouncing as you splay back onto the bedspread.

His eyes zero in on the motion, but his fingers grab the band of your leggings and tug them down. He tugs it to your thighs and groans when he sees your bare cunt.

“I don’t wear panties when working out since I’m just in my room,” you bump your knee against his shoulder, “so now you know for future reference.”

“I’m gonna have a heart attack,” he whispers, eyes glued to your pussy as he slips the leggings completely off.

You laugh and tug at his shoulders. He willingly goes, forearms caging your head as you lie under his bulky body. It feels scandalous to be completely nude while Leon is still fully dressed.

“Grab my wrists, baby brother,” you whisper up at him, “ah ah, hold them together with one hand.”

He shifts his weight to one arm to follow your instructions. You arch up into him as he clasps your wrists together easily in one broad hand.

“So hot without even trying, Leon,” you smile up at his bashful grin.

“Yeah? I can say the same to you,” his eyes drift down to the peaks of your breasts.

“Well, what’re you gonna do? I’m such a hot,” you nip his jaw, “sweaty,” you lick his bottom lip, “mess.”

He whines and kisses you messily, tongue lapping at your lips as you giggle.

“Whatever you want,” he pants, grinding his bulge into your thigh, “I’ll do whatever you need me to.”

You grin up at him, “I actually have a good idea. Why don’t I teach you how to eat a girl out? Does that sound good, baby brother?”

“Yeah so good,” he grinds against your cunt, smearing slick all over his sweats, “teach me how to eat you out, what you like best. I just wanna make you cum.”

“Mmm, Leon you’re just too cute,” you laugh sweetly, nipping at his bottom lip before kissing him hotly, “get between my legs, pretty boy.”

He whines but does as you say, letting go of your hands to kneel between your spread legs, a wet spot forming where his cock’s tenting his sweats.

You drag your eyes from his twitching bulge up to his blown out pupils and blushing face, “Get comfy little brother, we might be here a long time.”

“Fuck,” he whispers, shifting until he’s laying down, face hovering over your thighs.

“Start slow,” you run your hands through his hair, “kiss her legs and thighs before just jumping in, although sometimes jumping in is fine; kinda have to read the room with that one.”

He nods and places soft kisses against the bottom of your knees, dragging his pouty mouth across your skin to start kissing your thighs.

“I like it when a guy bites me, especially as he’s getting closer and closer to my pussy,” you whisper down to him, tapping the junction where the inside of your thigh meets your cunt, “found that this spot really gets me wet when he bites me really hard.”

Leon growls and nips at your thigh, “You don’t have to phrase it that way. Just tell me what you like not how a random guy helped you figure it out.”

You giggle at his stormy eyes, “Aww you’re jealous! That’s so cute, Leon!”

You gasp out a low moan as his teeth sinks into the spot you just showed him, pleasure zapping through your body and making your cunt leak as your hands tighten in his hair. He worries the skin between his teeth as he sucks and licks the spot until you’re mewling.

“Good?” he grins as he pulls away.

“Mmm that was a little mean, baby brother,” you bite your lip, eyes watching him rock his hips into the bed, “should spank you for that.”

He moans pressing his mouth against your thigh.

“M sorry, sis,” he looks up at you, pupils blown, “just make me so crazy thinking about you with someone else.”

You smile and pet his head, “I know, you’re just a sweetheart.”

You guide Leon along, telling him what feels good or too much or not enough until you’re soaking the sheets as he greedily laps at your hot cunt.

“Doing so good for me,” you gasp as his lips kiss the hood of your clit, “such a good boy.”

He moans and sucks the sensitive bud into his mouth, lathing his tongue over it until you’re bucking your hips. Leon keeps his mouth on your pudgy clit until you’re pushing his head away with a whine.

“S’too much,” you whimper, thighs twitching under his hands.

“Taste so good though,” he mumbles, hands pinning your hips down, mouth moving back to suckle your swollen bud.

You’re so close to cumming that your hands are weak at pushing him away.

“Leon,” you keen high in your throat, “enough, I’m trying to teach you.”

He only hums making your head thrash at the vibrations on your clit as his tongue keeps licking over it.

“Leon, oh fuck, you’re gonna make me cum,” you mewl, eyes fluttering as your orgasm draws nearer.

He finally lets go with a pop, tongue eagerly licking up all the slick oozing from your cunt before slipping his tongue inside your clenching hole. Groaning, he lets his eyes fall shut as he fucks his tongue into your fluttering pussy.

“Such a bad boy,” you pant, hands tangling in his hair and pulling.

He ruts his hips into the bed making you tug his hair again; this time, he shudders all over and grinds his face even deeper into your pussy.

“Like that?” you tease, pulling his hair again, “what a slut.”

Leon pulls back with a load moan, “Yeah, yeah, ‘m your slut.”

“Awww,” you coo, guiding his head back between your legs, “eat me out then, like a good little slut.”

Leon whines and humps the bed as he buries his tongue inside your pussy. You grind up against his face, dragging your drippy cunt all over his mouth.

“Make me cum, like a good boy, Leon.”

He nods, kissing and licking your pussy lips until he reaches your clit. Sucking the little bundle of nerves into his mouth, he wetly sucks and laps at your clit over and over. Your hands cup the back of his head as you arch up into his hungry mouth.

“Yeah that’s it,” you gasp, eyes falling shut, “mmm, good boy.”

Leon groans low in his chest as he humps your bed, never letting up the slow hot suction on your clit. It doesn’t take long until you’re falling apart, hole clenching around nothing as slick gushes from your pussy as you cum on Leon’s mouth.

He whines, hips stuttering as he shoves his face into your spasming pussy.

“Cumming, oh big sis, fuck, ‘m cumming,” he whimpers, tongue dragging through your sopping wet pussy, “it’s leaking all over your bed.”

You moan and reach down, hurriedly pulling him up towards you. Shoving his sweats off, his spent cock bobs up slapping the happy trail on his stomach. Sighing, you lick up the sticky mess all over his cock. His hips twitch forward as he tries to stay still while your tongue laps at his softening dick.

“S’too sensitive,” he whimpers but lets you clean up all the cum dripping down his thick length.

“Such a good boy,” you smile, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand before pulling him down into a kiss.

After that, Leon makes it his new mission in life to eat you out as much as possible. If there’s even one instance where you’re both alone, he’s holding your hips down as he licks into your drooling pussy. He’s insatiable and greedy, sometimes not even taking your panties off before he’s licking and sucking at your cunt.

It’s Pavlovian now when Leon’s kneeling in front of you for your hole to start gushing slick before he’s even touched you. It would be embarrassing if Leon teased you about it, but he’s always too enraptured every time he buries his face between your legs to comment on how wet you are for him. Your clit is constantly swollen from his mouth since he seems to fixate on that more than anything.

Friday night has you both hanging out in the living room as your parents bid you goodbye and head out to dinner with friends. Before you can blink, Leon’s underneath the blanket covering your legs on the couch and tugging your shorts and panties off. With a groan, he’s licking into your cunt sloppily. You whine low in your throat as he places your legs over his shoulders so he can press his face against your pussy, tongue slipping inside your fluttering hole.

He keeps you edged for hours, tongue and lips sucking and flicking across your pudgy clit before fucking inside your soaked hole as you mewl and sigh, thighs trembling under his hands. Hearing the jingle of keys in the lock followed by the low voices of your parent as they open the front door has Leon finally pulling away from your messy cunt. He helps tug your clothes back on as he wipes his lower jaw with the bottom of his shirt. Running a hand through his hair doesn’t really do much for the fact it looks like he’s had his face shoved in your pussy for the last few hours.

Lucky for you both, your parents breeze past with a quick goodnight called to you as they head upstairs. Once their footsteps disappear, Leon grins at you and ducks back under your blanket and yanks your clothes off. His mouth eagerly kisses and licks and your clit making your eyes roll back as you get desperately to keep quiet. Leon has no such qualm and grunts and moans into your cunt as he goes back to eating you out like his life depends on it.

“Leon,” you whisper, lifting the blanket up to see his blown out pupils and messy hair, tongue circling your clit.

“Taste so good,” he murmurs, lips brushing across your pussy, “please let me keep going, wanna eat you out so good.”

“Our parents—“

Your sentence cuts off with a gasp as Leon pulls back the hood of your clit and starts kitten licking the swollen bud. He doesn’t slow down or stop, eyes watching your face as he keeps up the teasing licks.

“Leon,” you mewl softly, hips trying to grind but unable due to him holding them down, “god, we’re gonna get caught. Do you want that? Want them to find you like this?”

His eyes flutter as he humps the couch, “Mmm, what about you? Letting your sweet little brother eat this hot, messy cunt.”

Your hips writhe under his hands at his tone.

“Big sis getting me addicted to this little pussy, practically forcing me to eat you out,” he flattens his tongue and runs it up from your hole to flick your clit, “can’t do anything without thinking about this, even lick you in your sleep.”

Your back bows at that admission. You’ve mentioned it in the past but he never seemed interested so you just shelved that little fantasy for another time. Color you very surprised at him confessing so now.

“You’ve been eating me out while I sleep?”

He whimpers and kisses your pussy lips, “Uh huh. You’ve been cumming all over my tongue for the past week.”

You shudder, arousal pulsing through your body, “That’s so bad, Leon.”

“Mm yeah, I’ve been so bad,” he groans and licks into your clenching pussy.

Your hands finally tangle in his hair as you let him tongue fuck your hole.

“Such a bad boy,” you pant, “y’like making my pussy gush all over that slutty mouth?“

He nods and grinds his nose against your sensitive clit, tongue fluttering in and out of your cunt. Arousal buzzes through your veins like alcohol.

You tug on Leon’s hair, “Fuck me, want your fat cock in me, baby brother. Then I want a nice thick creampie for you to eat out of me.”

He pulls away from your pussy with a moan and quickly shoves his sweats and underwear down, thick cock leaking precum everywhere. You scratch at his biceps as he crawls up your body to notch the fat head of his cock at your hole. Your legs wrap around his waist as he sinks inch by inch into your needy cunt.

“So fucking wet,” he pants in your ear as he bottoms out, “gonna cum so fucking fast.”

“No,” you whine, “fuck me slow, show big sis how much you love her pussy.”

He humps into you with a grunt, “I’ll try, fuck, god, you’re so perfect.”

You feel his body trembling as he stays buried deep in your spasming pussy, trying his best to not cum too early. With a slow exhale, he pulls halfway out and eases back inside you with a slow thrust. The tip of his dick rubs across the spongy spot at the front of your cunt making you keen softly and squeeze down on his thick length.

“That’s it, right there,” you bite down on his jaw with a hiss, “feels so good, Leon.”

He moans high and reedy in your ear, cock flexing inside your pussy as you bite and suck across his jaw and down his neck leaving marks all over his skin. Slipping his hand between your bodies, he uses his thumb to rub and circle your swollen clit.

“Fat pussy taking my dick so good,” he whimpers, “fuck, gonna blow my load way to soon.”

You moan and tug him into a messy spit filled kiss as he keeps rubbing your clit and fucking against your g-spot just right.

Barely pulling back, your lips brush against each other as you breathe out.

“‘m so close, Leon, feels too good,” your tongue darts out to lick his bottom lip, “want you to cum in me, fill me up.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he nods jerkily, hips railing against yours, “fuck, I’m being too loud.”

“Who cares?” You murmur, “make me cum on that big fat cock, pretty boy.”

He whines and picks up the pace, deep rough thrusts fucking his cock in and out of your squelching pussy while he pinches and rubs at your pudgy bud. You muffle your scream by biting into Leon’s shoulder as your orgasm whites out your brain. Barely noticing that Leon is hammering into your cunt, your body jerks and twitches as your pussy clamps down on his cock like a vice.

“Fucking hell,” he groans, hips stilling as he stuffs your cunt with his load.

You gasp in a deep breath while Leon’s cock twitches and throbs in your pussy, spurting rope after rope of hot thick cum while your walls milk him for every last drop. Not even giving you time to adjust, Leon slips his half hard cock out and quickly bullies his way back between your legs, tongue slipping inside your cum filled hole.

“Oh fuck,” your hips rock down into his mouth, pussy feeling used and sensitive.

You whine, thighs shoved up open for Leon to lick a broad stripe up your pussy. He hums and spreads your cunt open so he can lap up the cum dripping from your hole, thrusting his tongue into your messy pussy.

“Fuck,” you pant, hands tangling in his hair as you clench down on his tongue.

He pulls back with a wet slurp to suck your pussy lips into his mouth before kissing and sucking on your thighs. You tug his hair and he goes back down on you, greedily licking and kissing all over your mound and clit.

“I’m gonna cum again,” you moan brokenly, bucking up into his mouth as he sucks on your pudgy clit.

Whimpering, you let him push your thighs even further up so he can bury his face in your soaked pussy. He flutters his tongue down until he’s lapping at your hole, slowly fucking the muscle in and out before moving back up to flick across your swollen bud. Humping your pussy against Leon’s mouth, your toes curl as your second orgasm of the night washes over your body.

Leon lets you control the pace as you come back down until you let go of his hair so he can pull back to take a deep breath. Your entire body feels like jello as you sink down into the couch cushions. Leon’s face is coated in a combination of your slick and his spend and it makes your cunt hum with interest even as your body feels wrung out.

He grins all boyish and bashful leading you to smile brightly up at him.

“You’re the best,” he whispers, eyes earnest, “I’ve never felt like this with anyone else.”

Chest filled with warmth, you tug him down to kiss his cheeks.

“I feel the same way,” you press the words against his lips, “you’re such a sweetheart, Leon.”

“For you,” he mumbles, kissing you back, lips soft as satin, “all for you.”

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noowayybroo · 4 months

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Snowed In - Yeti!M!Leon x GN!Reader (NSFW)

Merry LATE Chrimmy guys!!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!!! (yeah... that went well) guys the fic is very long so I MARKED THE SMUT IN BLUE JUST SCROLL FOR IT

I was brainrotting with my best friend EVER and I came up with a terrible terrible thing (You're welcome) so hear me out, you're camping out in the snow, looking for, idk, self torture, and suddenly you catch the eye of a certain Yeti...

Long story short, he rescues you... eventually, and warms you up inside! I wanted to make this GN because although I am an F who LOVES F fics, I thought it'd be nice for y'all not Fs out there! I'll try keep it short so there's more chance of me finishing it! EDIT: IT's VERY LONG, JUST LIKE HIM!!!

THIS IS INSPIRED BY THE BRAINROTTINGLY NSFW GAME CLOUD MEADOW WHICH I HAVENT PLAYED BUT I WANT TO PLAY!! iN THE GAME THERE'S A CUTE YETI GUY AND HE LOOKS LIKE LEON A BIT, NO?!???!??!!?

guys I tried to edit this like 2000 times and every fucking time tumblr deleted my edit I am going insane but I pulled through for YOU! (eventually)

Honestly guys i'm not happy with this one it by far isn't my best work so read at your own peril. What I really want is for people to love the idea, not the fic, you know?? xx Pls do something with it if you like it! <3

Characters: GN!Reader, Yeti! Monster!Leon Kennedy

Warnings: NSFW, mentions of penetration, kissing, licking, cuddling etc, cumming iinside toooo, Reader is GN for inclusivity, and I've described the sex as P-in-Hole lol. He fucks you and you imagine where ig. !! Leon is kinda monstrous and not too human, and also in the start he kinda wrecks ur camp and scares the shit outta u so if it'll trigger pls dont read. Leon isn't monstrous he;s just big, furry and a bit primal. Kinda switchy / sub leon so at the start he lets you push him around n then he rails u v hard sooo uhhgjjj and also u have no condom dont be so naughty!!! NOT PROOF READ THERE WILL BE ISSUES OK BUT i CANNAE BE ASKED SORRY

Stay safe n happy this Winter!

"Just picture it! The fresh air! All that snow!" A naive relative tells you, patting you firmly on the shoulder. You stare down blankly at the brochure in your hands, all about a family getaway to a ski resort in some snowy, far off mountains. You didn't doubt them when they told you it'd be a good family exercise, but all you wanted to bond with was your warm bed and all the other things you had to do.

Only a week later, there you were. The sigh you let out dispersed into a cloud of white vapour before your eyes, leaving you to gaze upon your surroundings. Before you sat the exact sight from the brochure you held only a week ago, and it was beautiful. Crisp snow crunched beneath each trudging step, snow-tipped pines line each iced hill and valley as far as your eye could see. No longer mere inky blotches on thick paper - the wind howled past, whistling through each tree, and sending shivers up your over-clothed spine.

You learn the hard way that you won't even have a warm cabin and hearth to laze by during your chilly nights as you follow your family to pick up the camping gear they would be renting. You supposed it'd save money, but at what cost? Pneumonia?

And as you're all setting up camp, you can't help recall being at home wrapped up in your warm covers and revelling in the endless wonders of your Tumblr "for you" page. You also can't help feeling as though you're being... watched, and not by fellow campers in their tents.

"There's nothing out here but adorable rodents and birds!" your guide would exclaim for the fourth time now, in a screech which rivalled that of any of the feathered friends he'd referred to. He means to reassure you, and whilst you'd love to trust what he says with his years of experience in mind, you can't help but doubt him.

Eventually, night falls, and after a good few hours around a make-shift campfire sipping hot drinks of your choice, you and your family finally resign to bed. It's freezing, and despite your warmest sleeping-bag and thickest pyjamas, your teeth chatter and your body shakes. But you're convinced to fall asleep. The sooner you do, the sooner the cold fades away. So, eventually, amidst the wind battering your tent, and night-time ambience, you drift off.

You wake with a start, surprisingly warm, but quickly realise you're alone. Oh no. That's terrifying. After trying (and failing) for a good while to get signal (ever the priority (maybe this is too self-insert)), you crawl out of your tent. The sun hangs high in the sky. You were out for a while. Your sigh of relief must be audible once you find a scrawled note pinned to the makeshift seating surrounding your lit campfire.

"Good morning Sleepyhead!" It reads, and you can tell by the writing exactly who wrote it.

"We didn't want to wake you up so we've gone to get some food! Be back soon! xxx"

Well, at least you knew they couldn't be far away. You're not at all ready for the cold winds that begin to gnaw at your skin again so, groggily, you crawl back into your tent. You stretch, get back into your cocoon, and try once more to get signal.

He'd been watching you for a while now. He watched all the humans at the ski resort as they went about their festive holidays, completely unaware of his presence and he wouldn't have it any other way. Once like you, Leon was just like any other man, or government agent. That was until he encountered a strange virus on one of his missions. Years ago now, the virus caused him to significantly grow in size. He became taller and slightly buffer, and began to grow white fur on most of his body. His hair also became white.

Amused, Leon referred to it as the Y-virus (Y for Yeti) to anyone who'd listen, but, afraid of any negative side effects and any testing, hid away in some distant mountains. If you'd see his face, anyone who knew him might recognise him, and he dared not admit it to anyone, but he enjoyed being free, living off of wild animals and things. That, and, any snacks he could pilfer from unattended camps. He enjoyed his tranquil life, but grew to hate the years of loneliness he'd subjected himself to. As time went on, however, Leon slowly forgot what it was like to interact with other humans. And then, he forgot how to speak well too.

He watched as humans had their holidays, and spent time with friends and family. He was content in the knowledge that you were all happy, and, once the people cleared off, he'd investigate the area to see how far humans were developing, and whether he was still in the papers.

He'd been watching your camp too, and he was certain you'd all left. This was his chance to investigate.

You've been laying on your makeshift bed for a few minutes now when suddenly, you make out the soft sound of trudging through snow towards your tent. The footsteps are slow, but you chalk that up to any exhaustion a human would experience after facing the monster of a hill your tent was precariously placed upon. At first, you think it could be family, until you realise there's only one set of steps. It was probably someone on their way to wherever they were going. Nothing concerning you.

The sound approaches though, each footfall sounding loud, heavy and far apart. You'd think they were just walking slowly, if not for the speed at which the volume of each step increases. Before you know it, a large shadow almost eclipses your tent. A male figure. A tall one at that, and he seems to be about to walk straight through your camp.

Bit unnecessary...

Except he doesn't. The man just stops outside your tent. He looks around a bit. Maybe he needs some help, you think. Groaning quietly, you crawl out of bed, and peep through the unzipped door of your tent-

Tall. Really, really tall. At least 6ft. And you're staring right at his ass. And he doesn't... have clothes on.

Before you stands, quite proudly, something you can only describe as a yeti. He's covered from head to toe in thick, soft white fur. He's broad, muscular, and his waist forms a sharp V as it reaches his hips. Even through his glossy, well kept coat, the definition of each muscle and delicious shoulder blade catches your eye. You're terrified, hoping it's just some sort of elaborate cosplay to scare people. There's definitely space for someone to be hiding inside that... realistic suit. Ducking into your tent, you continue to observe with only one eye peeking from the tent, hoping you won't be noticed.

The man begins to look around, two catlike ears upon his head are perked as he scans his surroundings and eventually, he looks in your direction. He's far too tall to even register you while his eyes are at their level, but oh boy do you register him. You drink in his form, and, as he turns, his face. He's chiselled, certainly a sight for the sorest of eyes. His face is simply the cutest, softest almost feline looking one, and his jaw juts out as he analyses his surroundings thoughtfully.

You know how Leon looks, so I don't need to go into detail about the way his piercing blue eyes reflect the sun, shining through his silver fringe. I don't need to describe to you how his fluffy bangs sway dramatically as he looks around, or how he playfully blows a soft puff of breath upwards to clear some stray hair from his eyes.

Fortunately for you, I also don't need to tell you that he doesn't see you. He seems almost in a trance, stepping around carefully, analysing the tents and each miscellaneous object littered around. It seems as though he's checking up on things- the quality of them, the materials they're made of. He seems curious.

And then you see it, a small burst of flame at his right ankle. He's stepped too close to the fire pit. The yeti lets out a startled grunt, jumping into the air like a petrified cat. His hair bristles and stands on end as he tries to stand one legged in the snow, trying to bury his leg to put it out.

Then he loses his balance, the gargantuan man stumbling forward before suffering an untimely meeting with the guy line of a nearby tent. He yelps, trips, and with a loud thud and a few pings, lands face first in the snow right outside your tent. His collision with the strings holding up your tent sends them pinging out of the soft snow, and suddenly, your tent collapses around you, trapping you in.

Even in weak flails, he'd managed to tear his claws through another tent. You were terrified. What if he saw you?

In his clumsy efforts, the man had thrown quite a large amount of snow into your tent, and you gradually become colder, damper and more panicked as the freezing wet fabric of the tent pins you down. Scared to move, you only shiver as you completely hide inside now, not wanting the abomination outside to find you. You'd seen enough now to be certain that wasn't a costume. He was too... real.

You hear frantic fumbling and crunches of snow as the man outside extinguishes the last of his afflictions. His breaths are heavy, and gradually slow to a calming rate. And, after a while of sitting there still, perhaps shocked, he works up the courage to gaze around at the tents he's toppled. When his eyes at last land on your entirely ruined one, his heart sinks straight to his gut. His shoulder slump and he just stares in your direction, guilty being an understatement. Maybe if he just stares at the tent for a little longer, everything will undo itself, he seems to think, ogling your direction as his mouth hangs open.

Instead, it draws his attention to your shivering form beneath the soaked fabric. He swallows thickly, eyes widening and pupils narrowing.

"Fuck..." he groans meekly, muscles tensing in anticipation before stumbling to his feet. He kicks snow as he makes a series of small, unsure steps towards the tent. Then, in a flurry of inevitable motion, he crouches and throws what's left of your tent off of you. And just like that, with a yelp, your prison of a disguise is torn from you, exposing your skin to the cool, dry air. You shiver, duck away and curl further into a ball. Some small part of you prays for this to be just a nightmare, but the rest of you knows it's very real.

As soon as you hit hit his eyes, Leon falters. He leans back in surprise and his brows furrow in pity and regret. He could tear you apart so easily, and he'd just proved it. Sniffing the air a little, eventually he moves in, reaching out to you with large, clawed hands. He's almost pouting at you, eyes narrowed in concentration as he moves in. All you can do is hold your breath. You ball yourself up tighter. You have no idea how you'll survive this - you're past the point of playing dead. All you can do is stare up at him, silently pleading for mercy.

His hands are warm where they touch you. They're large too - large enough to almost encompass each of your upper arms in their soft grip. He just stays there for a while, gently holding your arms as they shiver. His gaze is locked on them as he focuses, gently adjusting the force at which he holds you, rhythmically squeezing you a little, just to get a feel. His tongue darts out in his focus, and after a while, his eyes are back on yours.

You wondered when your family would be back. You wondered if they could even save you. And then it hit you. You wondered if they'd never be back.

Gently, Leon pries your arms away from your face where you'd shielded yourself so desperately. When I say gentle, well, to him it was. He barely had to exert any force to bend you to his will. You were like putty to him. He could easily overpower you, and he didn't dwell on whether it was down to sheer strength or your fear.

Emotionless eyes scan you up and down a few times, ultimately resting on your face once more as a slow hand wipes your clinging hair from your forehead. Then, he reaches out again. Large clawed hands find purchase under each of your arms. They slide in easily as you comply, not wishing to enrage him. He hoists you up with ease, save a small grunt. Next thing you know, he's standing and you're held at arm's distance from him like a cat. He peers up at you, smiling for the first time. He chuffs, hot breath landing on your face; he seems proud of his catch.

Terrified and uncomfortable, you continue to shake in his grip. All you can do is stare at him pleadingly, and even if you had the willpower, you doubted you could escape him. Your clothes are soaked through now, and if you had to thank him for anything, it would be for warming your arms and not killing you... yet. His blues stalk you through his silvery fringe, and after sniffing your air a few times, he sighs and pulls you in.

You're terrified. You can't look. You squeeze your eyes shut. What if he eats you?? You couldn't even begin to picture it, but after a few seconds of being pressed against his warm body, a gentle caress of your thigh coerces you to open your legs a little to allow him space between them. He grunts, wrapping your legs around his waist and carrying you more supportively now, like a child.

Buried in his chest, you can't see the small awkward smile he gives you, or the look of relief he sends your way as you seem to warm up to him (literally.) Through small rubs and caresses up your back and where he holds you by your thighs, he slowly rubs his warmth into you. Mind so frazzled by fear, all you can really do is let him hold you. You shiver occasionally, afraid of what he may do to you, but otherwise remain still. You don't want to get on his bad side.

After a while of peace, he gently places a finger below your chin, and guides your face up to meet his. He leans in, nuzzles your cheek a little with his nose, and takes a deep breath in. He lingers on you for a while - eyes closing in either bliss or contemplation, before walking once more. He scowls at the firepit as he passes it, beginning to carry you off in the direction he came in.

Where was he taking you? You go a little rigid, now realising you're being abducted. You panic, and it manifests in small squirms, trying to ball yourself up again and push away, levering yourself away from the yeti. You strain against him, and your small noises of fear and exertion perk his ears. He glances down at you tenderly, ceasing his stride to raise a gentle finger to your teary eyes. He swallows thickly and puffs out another deep breath, thinking for a while. He's not at all sure what to do, and doesn't want to risk failing to speak of his own accord, so instead just bounces you softly like a father cradling a child.

You feel warm and cared for, and become distracted wondering if he can actually understand you. However, your surrender was enough compliance for him to continue walking, and he carries on carting you off to goodness knows where. You wouldn't know this, but in truth, Leon was so confused. He hadn't come face to face with a human in years, nevermind one who was so brittle and terrified of him. Somehow, after all these years, he still imagined himself to be the hero, not the monster.

He hadn't intended to face you. He didn't mean to destroy your tent, or to plunge you into the freezing cold... What he'd meant to do was leave you there, before any of that could happen. He'd felt guilty. He wouldn't let his actions affect you and your sweet holiday so negatively. It was decided for him, he was sure he was helping you. He was going to fix things, and warm you up.

The cold and fear had left you weak. You sit in his arms, limp, knowing you couldn't get away even if you'd tried. The gentle rock of his body against yours as he powers through the snow soothes you. His warmth and strong scent clouds your judgement. Before very long, you find yourself snuggling into him somewhat as you watch your camp grow further and further away through tired eyes. He squeezes you gently as he feels you sink into him. One hand rubs up and down your back soothingly. It was ironic, as your captor, how much reassurance Leon was trying to give you.

"C-can you understand me?" You whisper eventually, raising your head to gaze up at the large man's jaw. His ears twitch a little and then he hums. He peers down at you, thoughtfully.

"Hm.. yeah." His voice is gravelly, rough and deep. It's quiet though, like he doesn't use it much.

"You can?!" Your eyes widen and you pull away a little. Leon was becoming quite nervous now. He feared this moment. He didn't want to talk to you at all. He knew he'd fuck up. In response to your question, Leon smiles sheepishly, revealing his sharp teeth. You get straight to the point. "Where are you taking me?"

He frowns and peers down at you. "My... home?"

"Why??" you feel hopeless again. He seemed human enough to appeal to, but then again, you had no idea what he wanted with you.

"...It's warm here" he eventually mumbles as you notice your surroundings suddenly getting a little darker as he carries you into a cave. You'd been so entranced staring up at him, that you hadn't taken in your surroundings for a while. As you do, you notice several random objects lying around. Some looked natural and from the forest like pinecones, sticks and berries. Others seemed very human. Smartphones, newspapers... clothes.

Oh no. You were going to die here.

At least none of the belongings seemed to belong to you or your family... yet. That was still terrifying though. Where was all this stuff from? Some of it was even torn... That's it, you're getting out of here. With a newfound vigour, you begin to claw at his shoulder and back, climbing out of his arms. For a second, it works, until he catches on and wraps his burly hands around your waist, yanking you back down to where he has a good hold on you. He ducks down to look you in the eyes, almost pleading. "Not gonna hurt you." His voice is a soft hum now, claws prodding you as he holds you still.

Somehow, he comes across as quite trustworthy. You couldn't be scared of him just because he's big, not when he's so clumsy and cute. And certainly not when he holds you and watches you as if you were the most precious, sweet individual he'd encountered. It was hard to ignore him, too, with his smooth voice and handsome face, and the careful way he leans over you as he carries you deeper into his cave to shelter you from droplets of condensation.

"Can you please let me go?" you plead.

"I'll take you" he hums, missing the way your eyes widen in shock and confusion. He jostles you up a little to make sure you stay wrapped around his waist and no lower, before eventually laying you down on some soft-makeshift bedding. You're so far into the cave that most of the light from outside is gone. Nobody would find you now, even if they saw the small gas lamp Leon lit beside you. He's about to lay down right beside you when he realises, perhaps, it's not the right thing to do.

Sheepishly, he motions to a spot on his own bed beside you. "Can I?" You have no idea what to say, so, you nod. You were in his home, if you could even call it that, you weren't gonna anger him. You felt as though you needed to make friends with him if you planned on getting out of this alive. And so, as the large man slowly got onto his knees before laying down on his side beside you, it struck you just how "Beauty and the beast" this situation really was. He groaned a little and his joints creaked somewhat as he slowly got down, propping his head up with one hand as he watches you.

Huge was an understatement, and whilst he did have monstrous features and strength, he seemed like the type to at least give you a kind death should he want to eat you-

No, stop. Why are you thinking like that?

You shiver, replacing his amused hum with another thick swallow. His wide eyes scan you.

"Still cold." his lips tug disapprovingly as he watches you lay there, and when you nod, he wraps a blanket around you that he got from goodness knows where. His voice echoed in the small cave, even if he seemed to be whispering now. Leon didn't like causing you fear, but he also didn't like ruining your shelter and warmth, and so, he sought to provide those for you.

You lay there, facing him. Slow and heavy breaths continue to rush over your face, fanning you as he invades your personal space. Yet for some reason, you can't bring yourself to move away. Turning your head momentarily, you eye your camp in the distance. Maybe if you could just get up and run now, you could escape him. Maybe he'd be kind and let you go. You shake again, the cave only rescuing you from the wind, not the biting cold his body provided you shelter from only moments earlier.

Suddenly, his burly arms are back on you. They wrap around you and pull you close, leaving you no space but to open your legs a little for him to get in between. He blankets you in a weighted embrace, head rested in your neck, pressed intimately close. "You're still shivering" He murmurs, silently noticing how your hairs stand on end at his proximity and gravelly tones. You feel his soft fur against your face, between your fingers. You can almost hear his heartbeat.

It's at this point, reluctantly, that you start to allow your attraction to him to manifest. The signs had all been there before as you admired his figure and strength, and basked in his voice. But now, you had no way of escape. You might as well just give in and enjoy the ride. So, you relax against him, wrapping your leg around him again, and letting him give you all of the closeness he can.

Leon knows this is wrong. He, at heart, is still very human, and knows that he should have abandoned you about 20 minutes ago after he destroyed your tent. Heck, he shouldn't have even gone to investigate. But he couldn't fight how good this felt. He couldn't fight the slow boner he was developing as you snuggled up to him so innocently, and he couldn't help wondering what a relationship with a human would be like, after all these years.

He also cant help the small shocked whimper he makes when you move down a little to snuggle up closer to him, and not-so-accidentally press quite firmly against his little issue. His hands seize your waist, threatening to move you, but when you tense in protest, he groans and goes limp, wrapping them around you again. He falls under the impression that if he keeps still, and if he keeps you still, you won't know what's really going on.

It was difficult to keep your morbid curiosity at bay, about fucking a literal Yeti. It was also difficult to not get too attached to the soothing warmth of his shimmery fur and hot skin. His slow breaths and small smile had you in a sleepy trance. You could fall asleep like this and rest. It would be the warmest night you'd get out here, and in all honesty, this was all starting to feel like a nice, cuddly dream.

Too much so.

"What do you want from me?" You lean back to look into his eyes which shoot open. He seems sleepy too. Your presence comforting him more than you could ever know. He stammers a little.

"W.. N- Nothing." he pleads, leaning in to press his forehead to yours. He thinks for a long while, articulating his words. "Just wanna... keep you warm, n safe." he sighs. You're digesting his response when his eyes shoot open in terror as he feels his cock kick against you once. He loosens his grip. This was terrible. He was being selfish. Maybe he should take you home now.

"Are you gonna let me go back?? I have a family out there, please." You whimper, giving him the eyes. He can't say no, he never wanted to hold you hostage. He just wanted to make sure you were ok and-

"Are you warm now?" he huffs, looking down at you to gauge your expression. In all honesty, you were warm, physically and emotionally. He was cute, too cute, and you could tell that he cared. For the first time since you'd met, you almost felt sure that he would actually let you go. And so, you wanted to test him. You pretend to think for a while.

"mmm, no." you smile up at him.

"No??" He seems shocked, running his hands over you to check, nuzzling his nose against your face. "You feel so... warm" he chokes out, eyeing you worriedly. He presses his finger tips to your forehead "you ill?" he grumbles "Where?" His huge hand works its way up and down your body, pressing everywhere he can whilst still being decent, checking for warmth. Then, when he identifies that your leg is a little cool, he wraps his around it.

You stare up at him. The answer is very simple. "Inside." you hum. He short circuits. Leon stares down at you, a faint blush just becoming visible beneath the fur of his cheeks. Inside? What did that mean? How was he meant to warm you up there???

Oh.

Leon stares at you in shock. He swallows thickly, and you decide he's just not sure what you mean, so, you decide to be a little more genuine about it. "Look... I'm... I'm not even sure if this is real. But I've never seen anything like you before and I'm just curious." There's a stunned silence as he eyes you up and down, thinking to himself.

"If you don't want to- it's fine." He wanted to. Oh boy did he want to. He just wasn't sure if it'd be right. He never imagined this day would come. He never thought he'd be able to fuck someone ever again. Leon hums down at you.

"Really shouldn't." those words pop your balloon instantly. You pout at him, but you're willing to take his answer.

"Why not?"

"No condom..." he sighs "Unless you-"

"No."

You both lay there in silence for a while before he crumbles, head falling to reside in the crook of your neck once more. You can tell he's thinking about it- taking you in, soaking into you. He's not felt more content in years. Cuddling up to you, he croons before placing a chaste kiss to your throat.

...Maybe he does want it...

You cover his cheek with small kisses, and sneakily reposition yourself against his throbbing cock. He whines, bucks into you once, and buries his fanged mouth against your skin where he feverishly kisses, trying to hide his sounds. Leon couldn't even admit to himself, let alone you, how pent up he'd been, and now? He wouldn't at all be able to let this opportunity slide.

One of his hands roams your body, sliding down to grip your waist possessively, tugging you hard against him. Then he retreats, realising his mistake. You grab his hand and return it to where it was, earning a playful chuckle and another shy buck of his hips. He runs that hand up your body twice more, watching entranced by the way it glides over your hips and chest, before using it to cup your face. He makes you look up at him.

"You sure?" He's hesitant, a little shaky. You're both very aware that this could end terribly. He could crush you.

"Uhuh.." Just like that, your fate is sealed. He leans in, and pulls you close for a hungry kiss. Expected from a mythical creature, Leon was a walking antithesis: His physical size and strength made him dominant and scary, and yet each of his actions was soft, caring and calculated... and needy. He whines as your lips meet his searing ones. He was so cute, so pliable. You're sure he'd do anything you wanted at this point, and so, testing your luck, you gently grind against him.

He instantly reciprocates, moaning a little as he clutches you tightly. Leon's ears sit flat to his head as he ruts against you, eyes screwed shut, mouth willingly opening enough for you to use some tongue. You've been making out for what, 2 minutes? And the man is already panting, groaning, rock solid against you as he humps desperately. When you slow down on the tongue, he licks eagerly into your mouth too, and moves to pepper kisses and licks all over your cheeks and neck while you catch your breath.

He's so cute, practically begging for you with his mouth but no words come to his aid. Instead, all the gentle giant can do is stare down at you with pleading giant puppy eyes. You want to go further with him. Guiding his hand down towards your sex, you intrust him to ready you. And oh boy does he. He swallows thickly, eyes locking onto you as if you're some mission or target, and he begins to work on you, slowly at first. He groans, cock kicking against you as he licks his lips. Eyes closed tight, kissing you all over, he doesn't even notice you undressing your bottom half until he hears you shimmy the fabric down your legs.

But that's when you feel it too. His hard cock poking out from his coat, slowly drooling copious pearls of precum, smearing his fur. He ruts it against you, the force of his huge hips shoving you so hard that you wrap yourself around him again just to stay put. Suddenly, Leon picks up his pace on you just where it feels best, rubbing with more force and energy than before. Unbeknownst to you, he had a plan. You let out a moan, mouth open wide enough for him to suddenly jam two huge digits in there. It didn't hurt, he wouldn't hurt you, but for a second, you feared for your life.

Even half way in, his fingers had you gagging, choking and drooling. You got them nice and wet for him, and as thanks, they'd be going inside you. Replacing his fingers with his tongue again, he needily whimpers and whines into your mouth.

"Fuck, you're w.. g-great... You're great" he groans, toying with your entrance, eyes shut once more as he grinds into you. He's slow, he understands his fingers are huge, especially by the reaction he didn't mean to elicit from filling your mouth with them, and so, once he breaches you, one finger at a time, makes sure to go slowly. He tries a bit of everything, thrusting, curling them, scissoring you open, all gently until he thinks you can take more.

He fills you so perfectly, so deliciously with just his fingers alone, and he knows what to do even whilst kissing you all over, but you don't dwell on where he got the experience. Leon nibbles a little at your lobe, trapping it gently between his sharp fangs, and moves towards teasing other parts of your throat and shoulder in this way until you begin grinding against his fingers, chasing something more. You snapped out of it a little when you realised just how large his member was. Easily over 7, maybe 8 inches.

And now, he was lining it up with you, holding his breath as he lets it slip, teasing your entrance a few times. It was thick too. The whole thing was just pretty, and due to his strange skin colour, where it would be red and angry it was tinged with a soft purple.

The last thing you see before he stuffs you is his brows furrowed in concentration as he lines himself up. As soon as he slides in, you groan and buck from the stretch of just the first few inches. He shakes, he twitches a little, and he curls up to you, holding you oh-so-dearly. His hips buck shallowly a few times but ultimately he's patient, waiting for the go ahead until he can continue to slowly fill you up. A few shallow thrusts and he works his way deeper, then he gives you a minute or so before repeating.

As bottomed out as he can be, Leon begins a torturously slow pace. He watches closely for you reaction. He's wondering what you like, what you want from him. Eventually, he's groaning with each slow thrust, apparently more edging for him than you. He quickens his pace, leaning over you, propping himself up as he pounds into you a little roughly now. He barely pulls out, each slow roll against of his hips against your sex making you want to cry out.

It's having an affect on him too. Before long, Leon is groaning and growling with each thrust. He's on his knees, body forcing your legs up against your chest as he pile-drives into you. His head hangs by your ear, occasionally nipping and sucking at you, but for the most part, growling like a feral animal. He slows down a little before driving a series of hard, strong thrusts into you with merciless force. Snarling and snapping his jaws, each smack of his hips shifts your body across the bed until he has to grab your ankle to pull you back to him.

He knows you're close, but he wants this moment to last and he's sure you do too. His breath tickles your ear between breathless chuckles, his voice deep and sultry, "H..heh... you ever... ridden a yeti?" As soon as you shake your head no, he purrs. "You want to?"

You nod. He picks you up with ease, temporarily leaving you empty and collapses onto his back. He's quick to fill you to the brim once more as soon as he's comfortable. He groans and throws his head back as you slide down him. And then, lets you work your magic. He groans under you, arms folded behind his head to cushion himself. His eyes follow you, watching you almost predatorily as you bounce on him, and occasionally, his hips snap up to meet yours.

"Fuck, you know, you're so... gnnn... good at this" he whines, trying to force his eyes to stay open so he can watch you.

He bites his lip, bucking up to meet you as his hands reach out for you. They're huge. One feels your body, supporting you, the other holds your ass, guiding you up and down. He smirks, clearly about to make another comment, when you reach down caress his chest, digging your nails into his pecs as best you can. His head falls back and he lets out an almost roar. "Fucckkk" he hums, staring up at you.

You're close again, but you're getting tired. Luckily for you, he understands. Leon sits up, wrapping his huge arms around you. He snuggles into your neck, littering it with growls and kisses as his hips go wild, pistoning into you with a force somehow he hadn't used yet. You were amazed, for such a large man, how hard and fast he could rabbit into your hole. His breaths deep, laboured and lustful as he lost himself in you.

It wasn't long before you were cumming on his cock, gripping his fat length like a vice. He groans, plugging his mouth with your shoulder, but not biting hard. You know exactly what's coming as he adjusts his legs, thrusting hard, almost throwing you up into the air if it weren't for his arms pinning you down to him. His growls and groans shake your core, rutting up in a similar fashion a few times as he pumps you full of his seed. And then he collapses, falling back against his bed. He pants and blushes furiously.

A small grin litters his face, he looks like he's about to pass out as he lays there, eyes narrow and chest heaving. It takes him a while to come down, cock still throbbing and kicking inside you. With how tight you are around him, there's no chance you'll spill a drop before he pulls out.

"Mmmm, fuck" he hums contentedly, hips jostling you upwards a few more times as he carefully reaches up to hold your face. His hand dwarfs your head easily, and he smiles. He's hesitant as he strokes your face. He knows what he did was probably wrong, but it felt so good. It delights him when, as he gently pulls you towards him, you come readily, leaning down to meet his lips.

This kiss isn't hungry or greedy. It's needy and loving. It's an apology, and a thank you, all at once. And when you pull away, his eyes flutter open to gaze lovingly at you.

He sighs, realising his time is up. "Alright, Take you back now, as promised." You're not having it. Playfully, you roll your hips against his and sigh down at him. His cock is half soft inside you now, and still feels great. He stares up at you, confused, ears perked. "What's wrong? Why not?"

"I'm cold outside again..." you pout. He chuckles, leaning up to grab you in a tight hug before laying down once more, this time with you as his captive.

"Well then, allow me to warm you up again."

And that he did.

Eventually you returned to your camp. With Leon carrying you, that is. If he'd given you anything, it was a severe case of jelly-leg.

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guys I just awnna have a little rant at u rn I'm sorry this fic is late and not christmas and Im sorry but I tried to write n edit this like 3 times and each time tumblr deleted my fucking edit im so fucking mad I had internet and I saved it as a draft the works but tumblr was a penis grrrr also, also, the times I edited it like and wrote some I had such good ideas for jokes and puns and things and good writing and now because iM fed up all my good ideas have left me so sorry that this fic is shitty bye thanks for existing ily.

the fic is so long im sorryy i hope you like him

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Broken Locks | Part 4

𓆩♡𓆪┆other parts: part one | part two | part three | part five

𓆩♡𓆪┆pairing: las plagas! yandere! re4! leon s. kennedy x fem!reader (afab)

𓆩♡𓆪┆summary: Leon has managed to mold the reader into the girl he wanted all along, loving the girl she has became, leaving her vulnerable and hopelessly in love; making a difficult situation when Jill and Chris finally find her location. But along the way Leon has started to feel guilty and his real personality starts to peak through.

𓆩♡𓆪┆word count: 3k

𓆩♡𓆪┆disclaimer: this is a work of fiction! i do not condone everything i write, my writing doesn’t reflect all my morals. if any of the following warnings trigger or make you feel uncomfortable, scroll away; you are in charge of what content you’re consuming. this is 18+ only, minors are strongly advised not to interact.

𓆩♡𓆪┆warnings: nsfw 18+, mdni. female anatomy and she/her pronouns used for reader. DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. Noncon and dubcon, kidnapping, stockholm syndrome, breast fondling, nipple pinching, fingering, oral sex (m receiving), desire to r*pe, talk about making the “perfect” girl for m, forced motherhood, pregnancy, abusive relationship, lack of freedom, and trauma.

Chapter four: Too Far Gone.

Two months had passed and Jill and Chris had found only little clues, the exact location where you were imprisoned was a secret; this only caused further stress to them, knowing the clock was ticking before anything worse could happen. Of course, you knew yourself what the parasite was doing to Leon, how it made him treat you, and how hungry it was for you, but Jill and Chris didn’t know; they were concerned with the parasite making a new home in you, once it would have enough of Leon’s body it would soon go to you.

“Should we look in the apartments again?” Chris asked he was at a dead end, not knowing where to look for clues to where Leon had taken you.

“Y/N’s apartment just has her stuff, and some traces of Leon’s DNA but doesn’t lead us anywhere but the car park and Leon's apartment is just a box of dust,” both of them released a sigh of failure, knowing they were not going to complete anything.

Chris paused for a moment, clicking and typing now and again, looking through the files of the pictures and samples he had on his desk for evidence and clues, breaking the silence to wallow in the situation: “I knew something like this would happen… He shouldn’t have been sent there,” he had his hand on his head.

“He had no choice, that was his job,” Jill started to walk to the board of pictures of possible locations, “like it’s our job to end his behaviour… and save Y/N.”

“What if she’s beyond saving?”

Jill widened her eyes as she looked at Chris: “Don’t say that, we’ll find her, we just need to look at more camera footage, and talk to more people.”

“What other people, the only person that had the most valuable information was that… What’s his name… Derek, he showed the footage, and it was all covered.”

It looked like it was futile but Jill wasn’t going to leave you suffer in Leon’s control.

“I’m going to look around his apartment again, I don’t believe he hasn’t hidden anything in there,” Chris walked away from his desk, leaving Jill to try and find something to give away your location.

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Leon was more loving than ever, the dark veins were slowly starting to fade and you saw the innocent eyes you fell for, but he wasn’t completely changed yet. Every night you felt Leon’s hungry hands roam around your body, his hand going underneath your shirt to grope your breasts and pinch your nipples in between his fingers, knowing he was smirking to himself when he felt how easy it was to make them erect; sometimes he would rub your clothed cit and insert a finger in your wet cunt, making you moan from his slight touch, stopping when you were just enjoying it — he didn’t want to do what he used to do to you, now with you being pregnant, about to be the mother of his child.

Right now you were looking into those beautiful blue eyes of his, seeing his sweet side as he fed you your favourite snacks on the sofa; it was amazing to be out of that little room, being able to roam around the house. The only thing you couldn’t do was go into the garden without Leon watching you through the window, if you stepped anywhere near the front door Leon would be alert, watching you like a hawk ready to make a move. You had no desire to leave him now, your mind was just a chaotic debate of rationality and love with one side remembering all the horrible things he did to you, but the other acknowledging what he was doing recently.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said as he placed your favourite snack in your mouth, smiling as he saw your eyes glistening as you smiled every time he shared a gentle touch with you, “Glad you came to your senses.”

You nodded: “I’m sorry —”

“No need for an apology… You learnt your lesson… Just don’t go back,” he played with your hair, his fingertips running through your hair. You cuddled into the crook of his arm, inhaling his scent, this was what you liked and what you imagined your life to be like with Leon, before all the dark and sinister beginnings.

But as you raised your vision you saw Leon’s eyes have a darker and dull tone to them, knowing those dark thoughts were clouding his mind again; the fear you would used to feel had subdued into normality, knowing Leon wasn’t going to hurt you like he used to, ever since you became the girl he wanted.

“How about my baby girl makes me feel good, prove to me again you learnt your lesson,” he started to grab fistfuls of your hair, gentling and tugging it as he bit his lip, staring at you but also lost in a daydream.

“What do you want, Leon?” you innocently chirped.

“Surprise me,” his hands moved to the back of his head, he started to relax, lying down on the sofa waiting for what you were going to do.

You took this as your cue to give him his favourite thing, you moved down to your knees, feeling his eyes pierce through you as he analysed every movement and where you were looking; you moved your fingers around his belt, pulling his pants down to reveal his erect member be exposed in front of you, his pants were dragged down to his ankles. You smirked at him — him reciprocating — as you moved your hand around his hard cock, seeing the precum glistening on his tip as you moved your hand up and down, getting wetter as you saw Leon get lost in a trance of pleasure and lust, his shallow breaths and how hard he was revealing how good you were at keeping him happy.

“Good girl,” Leon said through his laboured breaths, waiting just to feel more of your touch.

You kept your eyes interlocked with him as you moved your wet mouth to kiss his tip, feeling him shudder and twitch from just slight touch, feeling your cunt get wetter with knowing how attracted and in love he was with you. You didn’t care how wrong it was but cared about how being with him started to make you feel.

Your mouth enveloped around his cock, glazing it with your saliva as you bobbed your head up and down; Leon helped with your movements with his fingers gripping your hair, thrusting his hips so his cock could kiss the back of your throat — hearing you gag and see your eyes roll to the back of your head drove him crazy. He had to stop every voice in his mind, to not let the parasite take control at this moment; all he wanted to do was grab that pretty little throat of yours and push you onto the delicate coffee table, move your pants and just feel your warm and tight walls clasp around his throbbing member — you were a drug to him that he never wanted to give up. But he didn’t want to risk anything, wanting the baby to be as healthy as possible, but once he got what he wanted he would be sure to use that gorgeous body of yours as much as he wanted.

“What a good girl you’ve become… Look how hard you’ve made me,” he cooed as he whipped away the tears in the corner of your eyes, amused at how you still couldn’t get used to his length, feeding into his ego more than you already did the past couple months.

Your hands then started to caress what your mouth couldn’t reach, knowing that Leon loved it, especially when your hand twisted around his cock as you quickly changed your movements to make him cum quicker.

Leon took control as he grabbed your head, thrusting his cock into your mouth with force, your gags getting louder until you felt Leon’s warm release trickle down your throat, automatically swallowing every drop he gave to you.

When he finished, he lifted your chin to face him, leaving a kiss on your lips: “I love you… My beautiful girl.”

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The dark and dusty room was now illuminated by Jill’s flashlight, she felt the creeps every time she visited this room; it seemed the lights had been broken long ago, possibly due to the parasite adoring dark dwellings. She and Chris had been investigating Leon and your apartments, trying to find anything, only finding his DNA in your room. Still, that information wasn’t going to give any of the wanted information — just telling what was already known.

“Christ Leon, you live like a pig,” Jill said under her breath when she saw the plates piled up in the sink, the dust collecting on every surface, every time she breathed it felt like she was suffocating on the filth in the air.

Her touch grazed over his desk, there was no point in looking at it again, everything was searched top to bottom and even checks on any hidden places with drawers or things behind the bookshelf; it was useless to come back here but she was pulled toward it, thinking that there has to be something that exposed Leon’s whereabouts, this was his second home but he had to leave something knowing his clumsy nature.

Once again her shin hit the coffee table: “Fuck sake… Every time,” she muttered under her breath as she released a sharp breath from her pain. She had gotten fed up with this table and decided to push it away towards the wall with her foot, it would be better not to be hurt by something in the middle of the room — when she walked past where the table was the floorboards felt almost hollow. Jill rocked from her heel to toe once again and could feel a board slide just a little bit, her heart raced when she felt the subtle change, feeling that sinking feeling as the plethora of thoughts started to accumulate.

She instantly pulled out her phone waiting for an answer: “Chris… Come here now… We missed something.” Afterwards, Jill moved to the hallway to wait for Chris to come over, feeling relieved to have found something new and wishing on every lucky star that it would reveal something.

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After the affection you had experienced with Leon, it was now time to relax with him, to look upon the man you had learnt to love and feel lucky to now feel safe in his arms. You were on the sofa, watching anything you could find on the television, not really paying attention but having it on so it wasn’t too quiet in the current atmosphere you two were in. Periodically you glanced over to your ankle, looking at the bruise you had from that shackle, you had learnt to suppress the tears the memories would give you, and now just look at it waiting for the bruise to go away; Leon noticed that your eyes were wandering there since you would circle your ankle around every time to look around the whole bruise — there was a tingle of Leon’s previous character coming through with his guilt, but also the parasite trying its best to suppress that humanity with thoughts of: “she had to be punished”, “she learnt her lesson from that”, “you can’t change the past now, you’ve got her, ignore it”.

“I’m sorry I did that to you,” you looked up at Leon, “I know you were looking at that bruise around your ankle,” Leon couldn’t get himself to look at you.

“Leon… I —” he cut you off.

“No… I know you were looking at it… I,” he felt a sharp pain in his temples knowing his inner demon was wanting to swerve his words in another direction, what he wanted to say was “I should have never done this to you, I love you,” but the parasite won the battle and he continued his speech by stating: “You needed to learn your lesson, and you have now… You’ve become a good girl.”

“Darling I —” he wouldn’t let you get the words out.

Leon darted out of the room, leaving you to wonder what was wrong with him, you didn’t want to challenge him and follow, knowing that if he was erratic it wouldn’t end too well for you; you stayed put, hiding behind the cushions on the sofa like a child, holding your stomach as you felt nausea creeping in, making your anxiety worsen.

You heard bangs against the wall, and trampling footsteps along the wooden floor, hearing Leon continuously shout: “Leave me alone, please, please leave!” causing you to grip harder onto the cushion; you were helpless and there was no one to help and nowhere to go, you were forbidden to leave and just endure everything Leon had done.

Finally, the thudding and banging had stopped, and hearing a final thud to the ground as well as laboured breaths; you decided to get out of your hiding space, holding onto the thought that Leon would never harm you when you were with child, and you had done nothing worthy of punishment.

“Leon… Are you okay?” you slowly peered from the corner, seeing the shelves of the room collapse and lay on the floor around Leon, who was curled up into a ball grabbing fistfuls of his hair. The dark veins had disappeared for a long time but it looked like he was dead behind the eyes.

“Leave me alone,” he curled up harder, tightening his grip on his hair.

“Leon…”

“I said leave me alone!” he croaked, hearing the lump in his throat, knowing he was crying; it left you speechless, you wanted to go and hug him but you didn’t know what he was capable of, you had learnt not to defy his commands.

You stayed by the door frame until Leon finally got up, walking straight past and ignoring you, you pleaded to know where he was going, stopping when your feet hit the border of the opened door; he got into his car and went off, and you were dumbfounded. Did he just leave you? Was he coming back?

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Chris had met up with Jill outside Leon’s apartment, he saw that she was pale in the face, like a wave of worry and anxiety had washed over her — which was exactly the predicament she was currently in, constantly thinking about you and what could have happened to you these past months.

“Everything okay?”

“You need to come see this,” she started to open the door, “We missed something.”

They both walked in the dark and dusty abode, Chris making a face with not being used to the scent the atmosphere oozed; Jill didn’t react too much to the smell anymore, she was determined to look through every crevice to find something — she would never let a dear friend down. They kneeled down to the floor, their flashlights exposing the rotting floorboard that had been manipulated in its placement on the ground. Chris didn’t need an invitation, putting his light down to pick up the wood, tossing it aside when the dark and dirty secret chamber had been exposed.

“What the?” Jill said as she focused on the box that was hiding from them all this time.

Chris took the box — leaving nothing else in the secret compartment — deciding to check this outside the apartment, not wanting to spend another minute in the dreary place. When they finally reached their destination they set the box in the middle of the table, having no trouble opening it.

It was rusted and filthy from not seeing the light, when opened it revealed a book and a key; Jill made sure to keep hold of the silver key, holding it tightly in her fist and making sure she would never lose sight of it. Next was the book, it was a journal with red leather wrapped around the yellowed pages.

“Read it, it can tell us something,” Chris suggested and Jill followed suit. Her eyes gazed over the few pages that were written in, looking at the messy handwriting and the ink splodges with fingerprints over the edges, thankful it didn’t alter the illegibility of the text.

It was a diary, revealing all of Leon’s inner thoughts, entries of you coming over to give him leftovers, and him gushing about you later on.

“He really did like her,” Jill said under her breath.

“No wonder the parasite chose her then,” Chris answered.

After his trauma from Raccoon City was documented, mentions of a man called Jack Krauser and how it “killed” Leon inside to see what he had “become”; neither Chris nor Jill understood what this was, they knew of the man and how Leon knew him but not what was witnessed in Spain.

But then, there it was. The entry of where you were, the exact location and a plea for help; both Chris and Jill leaned in and focused on every word, reading slowly to take every bit of information in.

It’s too much, the voices are eating at me and there will be nothing left of me. I want to escape it, I want to, but I’m afraid to die. I don’t want to die, please god please this cannot be happening to me, I wasn’t the best person but no one deserves to slowly deteriorate into nothing.

The next few lines were just scribbles, no writing, just lines from where Leon struggled to pick up the pen and continue what he had written.

I don’t want to harm anyone, but it’s getting too much, it’s telling me to hurt her… The girl I love, it’s telling me awful and shameful acts I should do with her and there isn’t much time until I will surrender to it all. If anyone should find this, please come to the address I have written down below, take that key and find me. Please kill me when you find me, the cure is in the village, and I’m too far gone.

“Get the car we’re going,” Jill didn’t want to risk waiting any more seconds.

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vampsickle · 1 year

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a new pet. ☆ ( re4 ) leon s. kennedy

☆ tags - uhh no plot ... ur a bad guy, and youve caught leon !! he's just a filthy mutt here <3 slight overstim.. idk. im bad at tagging !! >< but leon’s submissive .. yeahh. gn reader, no use of pronouns!

☆ wc - 1.2k.

☆ a/n - HIII look i finally wrote smt !! hope yall enjoy ..

leon's eyes never leave your figure while you circle around him, prowling as though he was your prey. and -- well, he was. for now, at least. beads of sweat run down his heaving chest, the chains leaving angry red marks in his skin. how'd he get stuck in this situation anyway? at this rate he was expecting you to kill him, or even torture him to death, it was frightening. thank goodness you had a kind heart .. a decent heart. you tolerated his antics for a while, but it grew annoying watching him fumble with all your plans, and neutralizing your army. to have him bound this way was mouth watering, he's pure eye candy, truly ..! when approaching him from behind, he can't help the girlish gasp that slips past his lips when you poke his abdomen. his tongue darts out to wet his lips, brows tightly knit together, bottom lip quivering. he's a man after all, and even with your feather light touches, leon can feel his underwear straining against his hardening cock.

breath hitches in his throat when you easily unbuckle and slip his belt off, dropping it to the floor. his pants lower and stop at his mid-thigh, unable to move any lower. leon's gnawing on his lip now, humiliated at how aroused he's become. you cease your touches, moving away from him, which allows leon to take a proper breath in. an unopened bottle of lube rolled around in your desk drawer, collecting dust. now it'll finally have some use! leon's trying to look over your shoulder and see what you're holding, impatiently struggling with the chains once more, heels lifting up off the ground, standing on the tips of his feet.

you click your tongue, turning around and stepping close to him, and his eyes are akin to that of a puppy's. baby blue hues watch you so intently, a quiet whine bubbling in his throat due to the constant ache and burn from the chains.

"oh, leon ... for a government agent, you're quite eager, huh?" all he does if huff in response, turning his face away in embarrassment. there's nothing he can say to defend himself, so he stays silent, peeking at you once again as you approach. you simply pull his pants down, and they pool at his ankles, the cool wind hitting his thighs.

"you can tell me to stop, leon. but from the looks of it, you've really been lacking the right kind of attention..." he nearly moans from your sultry tone, he's too desperate to back down, and whatever you're going to do to him is much better than killing him. so he shakes his head, still so anxious to see what you have in store. a gentle hum rumbles in your mouth, stepping close to leon, pressing your cheek against his chest as you carefully grab his crotch. he's suddenly shuddering, teeth grit together, jaw clenched. all his muscles have simultaneously tightened, and your thumb grazes over the small wet spot that formed. his noises are quiet, like he's holding back, trying to prove to ... himself that he can handle it.

"just ---- just let me go," he speaks through gritted teeth, it's nearly a hiss, but you simply tut in response.

"but do you really want me to? i mean, look how hard you are... your body doesn't lie, leon .." each time you say his name he feels pinpricks in his stomach, a knot that has begun to tighten, his ears reddening. it's unbearably hot in the room, or is it just him? he wants to argue, but all the words are forgotten when you're pulling his cock out, any protests of his dying in his throat. you laugh at him, and his face flushes-- only a weak whine is all he can muster.

his cock stands proud, beads of precum run down the length of it, the tip flushed a soft rose color and is quite aggravated. blood rushes through the few veins, and leon swears he can feel his heartbeat in his dick. he knows it'd be better if he got to lay down, or to bend you over that splintering desk and take you right there. he's lost focus of the mission, now he just wants you---- to feel you around him. the odds are not in his favor, though. he's merely a fly trapped in your strategically weaved web. you squirt lube onto your palm, sighing quietly as you wrap your fingers around his cock, beginning to pump his pulsing length. he's been anticipating it for so long now that nearly cries out at the touch. the cool lubricant smearing all over his throbbing cock, it's all too much, and his head hangs. leon mumbles some curses, practically thrusting into your fist, his mouth hung open, breathy moans and pants passing through.

you're surprised at how quickly he came, spurts of white landing on the floor, and he's still halfway erect, and you notice the way high thighs tremble. you softly praise him, to which he responds with a shaky whimper, weakly bucking into your hand again. that makes you grin, and you squeeze him tight which makes him yelp like an injured pup, leaning his head to the side.

"please ... again," leon spoke in a hushed tone, too embarrassed to raise his voice anymore.

"you need to tell me what you want clearly. i need you to look at me when you say it, leon."

he whines, head lolling to the other side, his cock bobbing with his movements. leon turns to you again, looking like he's about to cry, trying to get even closer to you.

"i ... want more, please..?" he's whining again, tugging on his restraints, and you simply coo and nod in response to his cute face. you start to stroke him to full hardness once more, your hand moving faster, ears tinted red at the wet noises it's making. leon's mewling, eyes squeezed shut, shamelessly thrusting into your hand again. so he cums again, and as hours go by you keep him there, using your hand, and using other toys you have on him.

how long has it been now? the sun has started to set, and leon's wrists are rubbed raw, and you gaze at his sweet face. there's tear streaks running along his flushed cheeks, he's been milked like a cow, loads of his cum pooling on the floor. he's panting with his tongue out just as a real dog would do, dirty blond strands have fallen over his eyes, and he no longer makes any attempts to escape or struggle.

with a heavy sigh, you unlock his binds, and he nearly falls on top of you. but, you hold him close, even if he's sweaty. you lower both your bodies to the ground, cradling his upper half in your arms. leon's nuzzling his face into you, curling up into your touch, the beat of his heart returning to a normal pace.

"aww ... sweet puppy, are you tired?" you're smiling like a child who's been offered ice cream, running your fingers through his locks, keeping him settled in your chest. you had it kept in your back pocket in case things went your way, which they did! a dog collar with spikes all along it. while he's resting in your warm embrace, you snake your arms through his to reach his neck, clipping the collar on. when he makes a soft noise of confusion you shush him, petting him once more. a new pet for the collection, and perhaps your favorite.

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thoughtsofatransboy · 8 months

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Requests open!!

well, I don't know what exactly to put on there... I have open requests for EVERY characters you may want to... Just send on it... But this blog have boundaries... So there's the rules

I DON'T write: Non-con, Incest, Scat or Age play

Apart from these exceptions I write everything, so don't be shy to request. Plus it always will be GN!reader except if you request a specific gender.

Waiting for your requests folks! :3

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rookieleonskennedy · 8 months

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razor-sharp

part two

part one

fem!readerxleon kennedy

tags/warnings: MDNI, CNC, hunterxprey trope, pinv

A/N: sorry for the wait (:

description: You look good like this. Beneath him. Your body trembling with the potent mixture of lust and fear slugging through your veins. Streaks of mud and dirt mar your skin from where you fruitlessly tried to crawl away from him. Leaves are trapped amongst your hair from where he tossed you onto the ground.

Leon can sense the moment you give in. The moment you give up. He can feel it in the way your throat loosens around his cock, can see it in the way your body relaxes before him, your wrists no longer yanking incessantly at their chains. He lowers his gun with a cocky grin, sliding it back into his holster.

“ That’s it bunny, give in to me.”

He continues thrusting into your drooling, gagging, and willing mouth as you stare up at him. He groans at what he sees: you, completely fucking cockdrunk, your eyes hazy with lust and your cheeks tinted pink from exertion.

The sounds your throat is making against his cock send sharp bolts of pleasure through his limbs, a lightning storm brewing beneath his skin. He knows he’s going to lose it if he keeps fucking your mouth like this, so with a final push, he pulls you off his dick by your hair.

“Fuckin’ perfect mouth you’ve got, bunny. But I know your tight little cunt feels even better.”

Leon uses the leverage he has with your hair to shove you down on your elbows and knees before letting go. His boot-covered foot presses down into the curve of your back, causing it to take on an unnatural arch.

Leon’s cock throbs with want .

You look good like this. Beneath him. Your body trembling with the potent mixture of lust and fear slugging through your veins. Streaks of mud and dirt mar your skin from where you fruitlessly tried to crawl away from him. Leaves are trapped amongst your hair from where he tossed you onto the ground.

Leon puts a bit more pressure on your back, and the strained whimper you let out has a deep, primal growl fighting its way out of his chest. The angle he has forced your back into gives him the perfect view of your pretty pussy, the lips spread wide and dripping with your arousal. He can see the way your entrance flutters, the pink muscles clenching down on nothing like they’re begging for him to fill you up. For him to pump you full of his cock.

Leon’s head spins . He wants to bury his dick so far inside your pussy you can feel it in your throat; he wants it so far inside you that you can taste it on your tongue. Leon wants to destroy you. He wants the only thoughts inside that pretty little head of yours to be about him, to be about his cock.

With a final shove to your back, Leon removes his foot from your spine. His hands move to his cock, his fingers stroking slowly up and down the spit-slick shaft.

“Gonna fuck you, yeah , bunny. Gonna shove this fat fucking cock inside that tight pussy of yours, and I don't care if you squeal. No one’s around to hear you for miles, so let it all out f’me, s’alright. Lemme hear you scream.”

You moan at the fountain of filth spilling from his lips, your hips swaying enticingly as you push your needy cunt toward him. All that fight you had in you earlier, and for what ? It didn’t do you any good in the end. You still wound up here, on the ground where you belong, begging to be used.

Leon grunts as he falls to his knees, one hand moving to grip your hip hard enough to bruise, the other lining his dick up with your entrance. He lowers himself over you, his large form dwarfing yours as he covers you fully. His breath is hot and wet against your neck, his chest heaving where it is pressed along your back.

A shiver worms its way up your spine when your earlobe is gripped between his teeth, and is given a rough tug. Leon then presses his nose into the thin skin that flutters above your hummingbird-like pulse, and he speaks purposefully.

“Cry f’me, bunny.”

Your breath hitches in your throat at his words, and your body tenses as you feel the tip of his cock begin to press into you. As wet as you were, and as willing as you were just moments ago, Leon hadn’t prepped you, and your body knew that what came next wouldn’t be pleasant.

In a last-ditch effort to avoid more pain, you try to pull away from the intrusion of Leon’s length, only to be hauled backward as Leon shoves forward, sheathing himself inside you in a single stroke.

With a pathetic wail, your elbows give out beneath you and your face lands harshly on the forest floor. Leon had buried his cock inside you, and his teeth into the soft junction of your neck and shoulder.

Your body thrashes weakly beneath him, shockwaves of pain radiating across your synapses. Your hands scrabble to grab the chain binding your wrists to the post in the ground, frantically searching for any leverage to get away.

Leon chuckles as he removes his mouth from your skin, the indents of his teeth carved into your skin forming a grim circle of red. The hand he has gripping your hip digs in impossibly harder, keeping you completely stationary. Your eyes begin to well with tears, and a dry sob tears from your throat as the throbbing from between your legs settles into a dull ache as the moments pass.

“ That’s it.” Leon croons down at you, an artificially sweet smile on his lips. “Y’feel so good wrapped around my cock baby. This tight little pussy is grippin’ me like a goddamn vice.” Leon begins to move inside of you as he speaks, his hips thrusting in and out of you at a slow, but brutal, pace.

Your face digs painfully into the amalgamation of leaves and twigs below you when he moves his free hand to press down on your head. His chest peels away from your sweat-slick back, and the hand savagely gripping your hip moves to curl around your shoulder, thumb pressing into the bite mark.

The new angle allows for Leon to bully his cock even farther inside your wet walls, a strangled cry leaving your lips as he brushes up against your cervix. Your thighs quiver, barely having enough strength to hold you up. Your previously contained tears begin to flow freely from your eyes, and you can no longer hold back your ragged sobs.

Leon laughs down at you when he feels your shuddering cries, never letting the pace of his hips falter as your muscles clamp down around him. His cock is carving out a home for itself inside you, a hollow space that only the shape of him will ever fill.

Phosphenes flash behind your eyelids as you clamp them shut with a gasp. The burning ache between your thighs from Leon’s battering begins to morph into something sweeter, something pleasurable . The sensation was no longer a scorching flame that burned your nerves to a crisp, but rather a pleasant warmth that built tantalizingly beneath your skin.

Your pained sobs turned into needy whimpers and moans, your tense muscles slackening as Leon’s thrusts perfectly lined up with the spongy spot hidden inside the depths of your cunt.

You whine in embarrassment as a lewd squelching noise begins to emanate from between your thighs, your body starting to accept the presence of Leon’s cock inside you, and the desire to flee quickly dissipates. Your mind goes hazy with the ardor building in your abdomen, and your pussy flutters rapidly around Leon’s dick.

What was there to flee from? Why did you want to get away from this? The pleasure clouding your senses soon became all-consuming as the hand that Leon had curled around your shoulder trailed softly down your side and around to your swollen clit. His slender fingers began to play with your most sensitive part, expertly pinching and rolling the nub between his digits. A dark laugh rumbled from Leon’s chest as he felt the desperate way your cunt began gripping his cock as you rapidly reached your peak.

You couldn’t help the high-pitched keening sounds spilling from you as the white-hot waves of your orgasm began cresting through your bloodstream. Supernovas began to bloom before your eyes, and it felt as if Leon’s touch was ripping you apart atom by atom. He was pulling you apart, wearing your stone wall defenses down until they were nothing but rubble beneath his feet.

It was a heady feeling for Leon, to have you like this. It sends his pulse thrumming, his breathing now ragged and worn. To know that the bond you two had forged together was this strong–that the love you two shared was this strong –for you to readily place your life in his hands? It sends Leon hurtling toward his end much faster than he would love to admit.

You trust Leon implicitly. When you came to him with the idea: what if you hunted me down in the woods like prey and forced me to take your cock? You weren’t the least bit worried that he’d hurt you, no. You were worried he’d think you were a freak .

While he was a bit taken aback by your desire for him to “ruin” you (as you so eloquently put it), he was more than willing to sit down and discuss what exactly it was you wanted from him, and what both your limits were with what he could and could not do with you.

The memory of you blushing and stuttering on your shared couch as you detailed your desires was temporarily wiped from Leon’s mind as he felt the current of your orgasm roll through you. He continues to pummel your puffy cunt as you ride out the aftershocks, still toying with your pudgy clit as he keeps chasing his release while you begin to whine from the needle-sharp sting of overstimulation.

“Not stopping until I stuff you full of my fucking cum, bunny. Whine all you want. I want you dripping with my load.”

Another orgasm begins to build in your abdomen as Leon refuses to let up his salacious ministrations. Tears pour from your eyes once more, and drool begins to slide out the side of your mouth as you are fucked stupid on his cock. The only thing you can think of is the simmering heat beneath your skin that slowly churns into an inferno as Leon finds his release inside your gummy walls and your eyes roll back into your head.

“That’s it, good girl . Come f’me again. Milk my fuckin’ cock, baby.”

Leon collapses onto your back as he grinds his hips into you, riding out the last of both of your orgasms. The sticky mix of your releases starts to trickle down your thighs, sending a pleased shiver up your spine.

Leon groans softly as you roll yourself onto your side, allowing him to spoon you awkwardly with your hands still chained up as they were. You laugh softly, mind still muddled with pleasure.

“Wha’s funny?” Leon slurs, his nose nuzzling into the nape of your neck.

You shrug, shaking your head with a smile.

“S’nothin’.”

Leon hums, and places a kiss to the back of your head.

“M’tired.”

You scoff at him in disbelief.

“You are not allowed to fall asleep until you unchain me and take me somewhere with a nice, hot bath.”

You hear Leon fake snores behind you.

“ Lee !” You squeal at him.

Your false ire causes you both to dissolve into a fit of giggles.

“Yeah, yeah, princess . I’ll take care of you.”

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nyctophiliq · 11 months

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tying leon up !

I am an avid believer of the subby leon agenda, I just think he is such a soft boy like adfasdf enjoy 💕

cw for re2r! leon, bondage, sub/dom under tones, thigh riding, semi clothed sex, slight begging

“keep your thighs open for me, yeah?” you hummed next to his ear, knee pressing between his legs, rubbing against his length. your clit was on his toned but soft thigh, grinding back and forth as you laid your head on his shoulder, watching your hand toy with his cock.

it was so hard to keep quiet, it was embarrassing to be this hard by only watching and feeling you getting off on his thigh, leon thought. you were only wearing one of his hoodies while he was rid of his pants and boxers, small whimpers leaving your lips and getting lost in leon’s ears, the lust feel of your tits pressing against his body- all this was doing is mushing his brain.

“come on, I know you w-wanna say something.” you tease him, stumbling on your words a bit but still keeping composed, your cold fingertips pressing on the vein on the underside of his dick before your hand slipped up his shaft and your thumb gently circled his tip.

“I want to… ah- I want to kiss you s’bad, honey…”

and believe it or not, this was all he yearned for at the moment, but he got more than asked for- not that it was a bad thing. your free hand came to grip his head, yours lifting up from his shoulder and your lips meets his in a slow, desperate kiss while your hand starts to pump along his length, drawing a low groan out of him. you tilt your head back to give yourself a better angle to devour him and an easy access for your tongue into his mouth.

#📗 — written by moss !#resident evil x reader #resident evil 2 x reader #resident evil smut #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader smut #leon kennedy x reader #leon s. kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy smut #leon kennedy smut #resident evil 2 leon x reader smut #resident evil 2 smut #leon kennedy x reader smut #leon scott kennedy #leon scott kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you

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killuintense · 6 months

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put me in a room with him and I won't be the one who gets pregnant.

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noowayybroo · 6 months

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(Half Life is a game series by Valve that I like that kept getting teased for a Part 3 to be released)

(Half Life is also a fic by @sapphires-and-silver-linings that is REALLY GOOD and it's about a Fem Reader and Soft really sweet Plagas Leon Kennedy)

You should read that fic it's actually so good I'm not hating on the wait idek if there will be a part 5 but I really hope there is.

#resident evil #re leon #leon kennedy #leon kennedy imagine #resident evil x reader #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy fanfic #leon s kennedy #re4 leon #resident evil leon #resident evil 2 #plagas leon #las plagas #leon s kennedy x reader smut #smut

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admirxation · 8 months

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Broken Locks | Part 5 {FINALE}

𓆩♡𓆪┆other parts: part one | part two | part three | part four

𓆩♡𓆪┆pairing: las plagas! yandere! re4!leon s. kennedy x fem!reader (afab)

𓆩♡𓆪┆summary: Chris and Jill have finally found the reader, but the only problem now is to convince her that she and her baby will be safe, and how to deal with Leon.

𓆩♡𓆪┆word count: 2.6k

𓆩♡𓆪┆warnings: nsfw 18+ mdni. female anatomy and she/her pronouns used for reader. DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. Noncon and dubcon, kidnapping, manipulation, mental illness, trauma, gun violence, blood and death.

Chapter five: It needed to happen.

The journey was long, Chris and Jill took no stops no matter how many hours they were on the road, their determination was strong. There was silence — now and again — but when they did have a conversation it was the anxiety and worries that Jill was expressing, Chris trying to make her feel better and reassuring her that you were alive and that today was the day you would be bought back.

Jill didn’t vocalise this, but what she was most worried about wasn’t the parasite, of course, that was one of her priorities but the number one thing that kept circling around her mind was the thought of you being in love with Leon; she knew your deep affections toward him, and now knowledgeable of his to you, but she didn’t want you to fall for him, to surrender yourself to Stockholm syndrome and mistake his abuse for “love”.

But unknowingly, you had already gone through the motions of hating him, accepting him, and falling in love with him — against your will.

It wasn’t long until the destination was reached, of course, they didn’t want to stop right in front of the house so they parked close to a cluster of cars that stopped before the beginning of a forest. The map was pointing to get inside the forest, so they had no choice but to make their way and be ready for anything that was going to happen; when it came to the halfway point a pathway became clearer with it being filled with tiny stones and a neat curvature to what Jill and Chris knew was where you prison was located. They decided to move away from it, to walk where the trees could cover them.

“You had to wear the blue vest didn’t you?” Chris whispered, penetrating through the sounds of breathing and breaking twigs under his boots.

“Ignore my lack of camouflage, let’s just get her,” Jill said, exasperated with the whole situation, just wanting to grab your arm and put you somewhere safe.

“Get down,” Chris grabbed Jill’s arm, so hard that bits of her flesh were poking out in the gaps between his fingers’ grasp, Jill didn’t hesitate and didn’t want to ask any questions, so both of them had their stomachs and chests lay along the dirt, having their bodies be covered by the surrounding trees, but allowing a small space of vision to see what was happening.

“It’s Leon,” Jill whispered as she squinted her eyes and focused on who was driving the black car, “We better get a move on,” without any time wasted they both scrapped themselves off the ground, running but frequently being alert to see or hear if Leon was going to make a U-turn and come back.

Jill couldn’t help but have that picture of Leon be engraved in her memories, it was only brief but she saw how terrifying he looked with the dark veins over his pale skin, looking like he had been in survival mode for far too long; but that was the case, Leon wasn’t “living” he was merely surviving and trying his best to keep his heart pumping while the parasite controlled and took him over — what was once known of Leon S. Kennedy was now a fragment of the past, a relic only to be unlocked by a core memory.

The roof was the first thing they saw, within the gaps of the trees and leaves it was easier to see everything when their running quickened and got closer; they stopped again to check their surroundings, wanting to make sure there weren’t any traps or cameras Leon had — it was obvious he was going to be very protective, after all the efforts to get you imprisoned.

When the goal was near, both of them saw you stop by the door, tears in your eyes but also fear; Jill and Chris couldn’t make out why you were teary but you knew — you thought Leon had permanently left you there and would never come back, to leave you and your baby with no one to take care of you. The rational part of your brain was relieved and kept shouting at your body to just take the steps and get out of that house as soon as possible; but you couldn’t, it felt like a higher being or natural force kept you grounded in your current standing, forcing you to remain a prisoner and Leon’s little toy to always own and control.

Both of them slowly approached you, making you jump a little when you heard the tiny stones under their feet be crushed and moved about; you looked up and your best friend was there, with an unknown man.

“Jill? Is that you?” you couldn’t quite believe it at first, for too long you had only been accompanied by Leon and your own thoughts but this was now a person you knew and deeply cared for; your whole body tingled in joy and the voice inside told you to just run up to her and have her take you away from it all — but Leon managed to manipulate you enough to stop listening to that voice of rationality.

“Yes, it’s me… I’m sorry it took me long but I’m here to save you now,” Jill was slow with her movements, not knowing what Leon had “taught” you to do in case of a rescue, “The man by my side is Chris Redfield, a friend… We are both here to save you, no more harm will be done to you… Please walk toward me Y/N.”

Jill was gentle with her speech and body language, you felt relaxed and safe, not the false safety you felt with Leon but a true refuge; you couldn’t quite place it but just with a first glance you could trust Chris, he just seemed trustworthy to you, maybe it was his aura or his close friendship with Jill but that was how you felt.

“I-I want to…” your voice was shallow.

“So come to me then,” Jill was desperate.

“What if Leon comes back… He’ll be mad at me.”

“Y/N, Leon doesn’t control you anymore, if you come with me now, you will never experience that anger,” her hand reached out, slowly inching even more closer until she was face to face with you, just inches away and able to see every physical emotion you expressed on your face.

“But… It isn’t fair to leave the father of my child.”

Jill couldn’t believe it, she paused for a moment, she stuttered as she tried to get some words out, any words, but that was improving impossible with the shock of the news; she kept thinking about if she had come sooner this would have never happened, but also what was going to happen as the baby of the infected man lived inside you, using you as a source — another host for the parasite.

“Jill… That parasite is just going to grow inside her,” Chris then looked at you, reluctantly pulling his gun towards you, “I’m sorry Jill… But this is for the greater good.”

You couldn’t move, you were frozen, having your life flash before your eyes, your heart beat quickening. “Is this the end for me?” You thought, your vision getting blurry as the tears were nesting in the brim of your eyes; for a final moment of peace you closed your eyes, not wanting to see as your light would fade.

BANG.

Your body was frozen in time, your fists were clenched, your teeth grinding, just waiting for it to happen… But it didn’t.

“Don’t you dare, you’re not killing her, we don’t know her condition,” you heard Jill’s voice. You wondered why you were hearing people speak, you thought you were experiencing something of an afterlife, or the beginning of the journey to it, but no, you were still alive. You opened your eyes and saw that Chris was pushed to the ground, looking at Jill with red fury in his eyes, his gun now far away from him. That trust of a stranger was now proved to be consequential, you were hoping you could trust Jill.

“Y/N, please listen to me,” she was grabbing your arms, looking into your teary eyes, “I know you’re scared, but we’re not going to hurt you, he was just shocked, I will make sure you won’t be hurt… Please believe me, come with me, don’t look back… I promise you and that baby will be safe, you can trust me.”

And you did.

You put your hand into hers, hesitantly taking a step onto the wooden porch, down to the grass of the forest as Jill guided you and Chris behind; you were scared that Chris was behind after nearly killing you, but you were with your best friend and you knew she wouldn’t let anything happen to you. You kept looking around your atmosphere, you hadn’t been out this far in his area, all you remembered was the incident at the apartment and then waking up to that dreaded room.

It didn’t take long for you to be in the car, ready to start your journey; you were inside the vehicle and took a deep breath in, you expected it to give you some relaxation but that was further from the truth, with the reality that happened. You paused, not wanting to look behind you, but knowing exactly what was happening.

“Where do you think you’re taking her?”

It was Leon.

Jill and Chris stayed outside the locked car, their guns pointing to him, not breaking any eye contact.

“She doesn’t want to be with you, Leon, you can’t take care of her,” Chris started; he didn’t want to shoot his friend but he knew he would have to with all the evidence he had collected along the way in the finding of your location and his “condition”.

“I have taken care of her, she’s had everything she wants,” Leon smirked.

“You took her freedom… You didn’t take care of her,” Jill took a deep breath, “I don’t want to make it harder, take a step back or I’ll shoot you right here!”

Leon couldn’t help but let out an arrogant chuckle.

“You know I always finish my mission Kennedy, and my mission is to protect Y/N and to make sure she never sees you again,” Jill said.

“Fine,” he stepped back, “On one condition.”

“We’re not negotiating Kennedy, you either back off or your dead!” Chris had venom lingering in his words as he shouted at Leon.

“I just want to ease my mind… I know Y/N doesn’t want to be separated from me, for the months you morons took to find us she clinged to me like a puppy, so bring her here and let her choose… If she chooses you, I go, if me then… Never disturb us.”

“Like we’re going to entertain that —”

“No, fine,” Jill opened the door looking into your eyes, helping you come out of the car, “It’s fine Chris, we will give him what he wants.”

Leon’s eyes widened with excitement, looking at you hungrily, arrogantly believing he had already won the whole game.

Chris couldn’t help but wonder what the hell Jill was thinking, she knew you were traumatised and troubled, you had no place to figure out that Leon wasn’t the one you needed or wanted; he just wished on every lucky star that the right future would unravel in front of him.

“Darling,” Leon started, “Come on, I know I’ve had my moments but you know I care about you… I gave you everything… I gave the privilege of being the mother of my child… Come on, I won’t be mad, they manipulated you.”

“Course we did,” Chris said sarcastically under his breath.

“Shut your mouth Redfield! You don’t know anything that happened those months we’ve been together, I’ve given her a home, given her all the presents any woman would dream to have… The only crime I did was miss the mundane courting and gave her the relationship she wanted.”

You stood there, your mentality being troubled, every part of your brain voiced its opinion; you felt your eyes getting heavier and a force making your walk toward Leon.

“Y/N no!,” Jill went to grab you.

“Ah, ah, ah… Not the rules of the game Jill Valentine,” he looked at her with sinister eyes.

“Y/N please… You don’t want to be with someone like that!” you paused in your steps which made Leon clench his fists and look dead into your eyes to try and convince you with fear to continue your walk, “He will kill you one day —”

“You don’t know what you’re —”

“He will… Those dark veins are a parasite from Spain, he went there on a mission to save the President’s daughter, We have every single file that we can show you after all this… If you choose to stay with him, you only killing yourself… And your baby.”

Chris slowly put his hand in his jacket pocket, holding up the journal that Leon had hidden and pleaded for help: “Remember this Leon… This is what you wrote and how we found you, you pleaded not to be the person you’ve now become, go on read it, and the real Leon will come,” he threw the journal towards him and Leon caught it, not taking any notice as he flicked through the papers.

Until he saw it.

The page that pleaded to be killed, and how much he loved you, not the “love” the parasite conditioned you to feel, but a true love that could have been felt if a confession occurred sooner and he had never gone to Spain.

And there — right in front of you all — those dark veins were fading, his blue eyes emerging with innocence, he wasn’t cured but this was the real Leon who was fighting to get his last words out.

“I’m… I’m sorry Y/N, I love you and I would have never hurt you if… if —”

“I know Leon, I know who you really are but… I don’t think the real you can survive now,” tears started to form.

“I know… That’s why I need you to kill me, right now,” his knees dropped to the ground, his hands dropping and getting grazed from the concrete, squeezing his eyes shut as he struggled to stop the parasite from taking control again, “Please, I can’t take it anymore it’s too much!”

You couldn’t do it, you stayed there with Chris and holding onto Jill’s arm, they looked at you and Jill handed you her gun, giving you the forward to finish and make what needed to happen; Leon couldn’t suffer like this anymore, and a cure was destroyed all the way in Spain, there was no hope.

“I’m sorry Leon, I wish it had happened differently,” your finger was on the trigger.

“I know… We would have been happier… I love you.”

“I love you too,” you closed your eyes, your finger pulling closer to you.

Then it happened.

The drop of a dead body hit the ground, blood pooling on the ground.

Leon was now dead.

Your whole body was shaking, not being able to hold the gun anymore as it dropped to your feet, looking at Leon’s limp body on top of the pool of blood; it needed to happen, but that fact wouldn’t make you feel any better.

It was time to leave and you sobbed, whaling as the remnant of who Leon truly was and his last words lingering in your mind, those words that would be remembered all your life.

Chris was driving to where you would be living for a while, your hand on your belly, and the other in Jill’s hand as she pressed the side of her body into yours for comfort; she whipped away your tears and couldn’t imagine the conflict and emotional turmoil you were experiencing.

Tears puddled on your top as they rolled down your cheeks, you caressed your stomach and thought about the baby that was now forming inside you, the only piece of Leon that would live.

No idea what was to happen next.

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a/n: omg finally it is finished, i rlly hope you enjoy this and maybe read more of my work. i will now be working on more one shots and taking a break from multiple part series as i’m mentally exhausted from writing long stories (ik play the smallest violin for me but that’s how i feel), BUT i MIGHT make a sequel to this if anyone wants, have a lovely day/evening <3

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