#maria leon x reader smut

[pelova4president]

All eyes on you

Mapi León x Ingrid Engen x Fridolina Rölfo x Reader

All eyes on you II

summary~ Three of your teammates have an eye on you. And they aren’t shy to show you that they want you either.

!warnings! 18+ smut, making out, fingering?, explicit language

They made it obvious, they wanted you. They kept giving you signals and hints but somehow you were just oblivious to their actions.

It started when you joined the team a few months ago. Frido started taking interest in you and helped you move in, putting your furniture together. Mapi and Ingrid took it on them to show you around the city, in the hopes to show you their bedroom eventually.

The move from England to Barcelona went a lot smoother than you would've thought. Your Spanish was still shit but most of the girls understood you and tried to talk back in their broken English. Keira and Lucy were still trying to master the language so there weren't much of use. Frido and Ingrid however were almost fluent in both so they helped with the translating. Mapi was trying to teach you some words but that wasn't going great.

Mapi and Ingrid were and item, everyone knew that and it wasn’t like they tried to hide it either. The couple almost always sat infront of you in the bus. Frido, Ingrid and Mapi took you in and offered you the empty seat in their four seater. Frido sat next to you and even though she preferred the window seat, but she’ll never admit that because she knows you do too, she offered you it.

While you and the Swede were watching a series, sharing EarPods with your head resting on her shoulder. The couple infront of you were having a heavy making out session. You couldn’t help but look up. And maybe you stared a bit too long, okay you definitely did. Ingrid pulled her girlfriend into the rough kiss, she was more dominant than you would’ve thought. Lost in your thoughts you hadn’t noticed how the couple had separated already and their eyes were now focused on you.

“You like the show?” Frido whispered in your ear. Waking from your trance you noticed how all their eyes were on you. You got caught red handed. With red cheeks you mustered a response, “Yeah- i mean like the uhh the blonde actress is really.. pretty and good right?”. The Barca players laughed at your embarrassed state.

"So you're into blondes eh?" Mapi commented looking at Frido and then you again. "Yeah- No, i like all. All women, blonde, brunette, both uh everything?" you rambled, eyes focused on the protein shake infront of you. "Good." you heard Ingrid say.

When you finally dared to look somewhere other than your shake you met Frido's eyes. And just when you ou thought your cheeks couldn't get any redder “We both know that i didn’t mean that show.” Frido smirked. You tried to hide your face into your hoodie but that only made her laugh harder.

All three of the women were getting more affectionate with you too, but that’s just how the Spanish culture is right. Frido would get you to sit in her lap on movie nights, her hands placing themselves on your thighs. Ingrid would walk next to you and place her hand on the small of your back and sometimes her hand would drop lower, to your ass. To say you didn’t like it would be a lie. All three of them were beautiful and just very hot, you couldn’t deny that. You honestly were flattered by all their attention.

When you scored your first Barca goal, all of the girls were over the moon for you. They knew you had a bit of a rough start, not scoring any goals in what felt like months. But now you’ve broken through that barrier with not only one but two goals in one game. Frido, assisting your first goal ran towards you with open arms. “You’ve done it!” she kissed your cheek.

Walking through the tunnel after fulltime Mapi approached you, her hand resting on your hip. “Scoring looks good on you amor.” she grinned. You hadn’t really processed the compliment and her seductive tone when her girlfriend joined you. “Quite a performance you put on out there. Wanna come over for a movie night later? Just you, us and Frido, you can choose the movie.” Ingrid asked expectedly. It sounded nice and you got to choose the movie, why not.

“Yeah, i’ll be there.” you agreed. “Perfect!” Ingrid kissed your cheek and took off with Mapi who sent a cheeky wink your way. With the couple still in your mind you walked towards your car.

"Be ready at eight, You just look pretty and i'll pick you up." you heard behind you. Frido was stood by her car, her hair still wet from the quick shower she just had. "Okay, thank you!" you yelled back waving goodbye to the blonde.

Frido kept her promise and picked you up. You were debating on what to wear, comfy or classy. Frido said to look pretty so a black dress would do. It wasn't exactly comfortble, it was short and tight but atleast you looked good. So good that even Frido couldn't help but comment on it. "You look fantastic. Don't know how i can keep my hands to myself all night when you're sitting next to me like that." she muttered under her breath, taking you all in. Her eyes traveled from head to toe, stopping at the hem of your dress.

"Well, thank you.. you look very good yourself" you said feeling like a some artpiece hung up in a museum. Frido hummed at that and her eyes met yours again. "Let's go beautiful." Frido placed her hand on the small of your back, closing your front door.

She walked you to her black car, one that suited Frido. It was a matt BMW and you could see that she took pride in it, she drove through the car wash atleast once every few days. Opening the passenger door for you and walking to the drivers seat she sat down. Frido wasn’t one for very loud Spanish music like the other girls in your team enjoyed, she liked background music. A little RnB or Jazz was her go to so that's what played on the background of your conversation.

“Are you excited?” she asked, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the gear stick, her eyes were focused on the road. You didn’t immediately answer and she took her eyes off the road to take an expecting look at you. “Are you gonna be a good girl and tell me or?” the Swede raised her brow.

“Uh yeah, i’m excited. I’ve already got a movie picked out.” you said smiling. Frido grinned at that and placed her hands reassuringly on your thigh, squeezing it. "I'm sure Mapi and Ingrid are excited too." she hummed and began to move her hand higher. "They've been dying to get some alone time with you, away from all the girls you know" that was new to you. "Oh didn't know that." the blush creeping up on your cheeks betrayed your cool answer.

The car ride felt like an eternity to you. Frido kept her hand on your thigh, sqeezing or moving it when you said something to her. Your teammate was wearing black trousers and a white top, showing off her abs and tits. She was insanely goodlooking, there was no denying that. But now that she's sitting next to you holding the steering wheel like that, focused on the road and one of her hands teasing you, she was beyond attractive.

When you finally arrived she reached over you, stretching for a piece of gum. You could see right into her top, not that you minded, at all.

Both of you stepped out of the car and got into the lift to your teammates apartment. Frido took your hand in hers like it was something she's always done. Leading you to the couples house Ingrid opened the door almost immediatly. "You both look very good. Come inside." she greeted you. And while you walked inside where Mapi waited for you, you saw Frido whisper something to Ingrid.

Mapi was standig behind the kitchen island pouring herself a drink. "There you are amor, been waiting for a while now" she smirked at your flushed state. "Sorry, Frido told me to be ready at eight." you tried to apologize. "Don't worry, the wait was worth it" she walked over to you. "Would you like something to drink?" the Spaniard asked taking a sip from what you assumed was a martini.

The two Scandinavian girls joined not much later, both of them opting for a glass of red wine. They let you choose the movie liked they promised and you settled down. Ingrid pulled you inbetween her legs, you head resting on her chest. Mapi and Frido were sitting to the left of you.

Everything was fine, well you were turned on by the women but it wasn't something you haven't felt before around them. Whenever Ingrid went to take a sip from her glass she bent over, hold you by your hips and her hands stayed there. About an hour into the movie she started to play with the hem of your short dress, you obviously should've wore something more comfortable.

Tracing paterns on your thighs she whispered in you ear, "You wore that dress just for us, right.". Processing her words you turned your head around. "Frido said to look pretty, so yes?" Ingrid hummed at that, mostly satisfied with your answer. Ingrid never stopped teasing you and you couldn't help but rub your thighs together. Unbeknownst to you the three women exchanged glances at the action.

You excused yourself to the bathroom. Ingrid was doing this to you on purpose. They were open about their relationship and sex life but you didn’t know they were so open.

Going back into the living room Ingrid was filling her glass in the kitchen and Maria and Frido were having a conversation. You leaned against the kitchen counter next to the Norwegian, “Can i help you?” you asked. “You can be a good girl and go sit all nice and pretty next to Frido for me.” her hands were on your hips turning you to the couch where the two were sat.

Going to sit down next to Frido you got pulled into her lap, waiting nervously at what they had in store for you. “Are you enjoying yourself bebé?” the Spanish defender asked you curiously. You nodded furiously. “I think you could enjoy yourself a bit more tonight, no?” Ingrid said walking towards Frido who she gave another glass of wine. “You definitely could baby.” Frido took a sip of her drink.

Your eyes followed Ingrid who straddled her girlfriend. Mapi leaned in for a kiss when Ingrid stopped her, whispering something in her ear. The dark haired woman teasingly kissed the Spaniard behind her ear and down to her neck, leaving marks along the way.

Yet again, too caught up with the show infront of you you didn’t see the blondes hand creeping up under your dress. “Hmm do you like watching them?” Frido breathed. She pushed your dress up and teased you over the fabric of your panties. Feeling the wet spot on them she pressed harder. “So fucking wet already, haven’t even touched you.” she kissed up your neck.

You shut your eyes, the teasing they've been doing becoming too much. The woman behind you slowed her movements. “She’s getting all hot and bothered, don’t think she can wait much longer.” she talked to the other women. “Oh, she can wait just fine. You’ll be a good little girl for us, right.” Ingrid more stated than asked. Opening your eyes you nodded.

“Say you’ll be a good girl for us.” Frido kissed your neck, her hands starting to grope your tits. Lost in the pleasure you didn’t answer, “Say ‘i’ll be a good girl for you’ or i’ll stop and you won’t get anything at all.” the blonde demanded. You whined at her dominant tone “I’ll be good. I’ll be a good girl for you, just give me something.” you begged.

Frido took that as her sign to slide her hand inside your panties. “She’s so fucking pretty like this.” you heard Mapi say. Frido didn’t slide her fingers in yet, just teasing and lighty brushing past your clit. “J-just give me more please.” you said trying to get more.

You heard the three women laugh at your state. “Haven’t even started fucking you yet and you’re already gone, god you’re desperate.” Ingrid commented from across the couch. Her girlfriend was still under her, both set of eyes fixated on you. “Can’t wait to taste her.” Mapi kissed Ingrid.

“Maria why don’t you get her ready to take a cock then. I’m sure she’d appreciate that, don’t go easy on her though. You know how we want this evening to go.” Ingrid instructed Maria. They’ve been fucking planning this.

A/N setup done, next chapter will be a bit more Mapi and a whole lot more smut so don’t you worry. Feedback would be appreciated :) Got anything you want in the next fic, let me know!

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[barcaatthemoon]

changes || mapi leon x reader ||

the natural changes in your relationship with mapi.

minors dni, 18+, smut ahead.

mapi could tell that something was up. the locker room was a weird mix of tense and seemingly excited. there were rumors of new signees, but mapi hadn't had time to look at them. however, when she arrived at her locker to see a jersey sitting next to it with your last name on it, she realized what was going on.

"are you fucking kidding me?" mapi turned to alexia, as if the woman had personally sought you out to sign. alexia tried to ignore mapi, but the brunette's glare was too much to ignore. "her?"

"she's good, and we could use the extra help on the field with jenni leaving," alexia reasoned. mapi huffed as she hurriedly changed into her kit to get out onto the field. the less time that she had to see you, the better. if mapi was ever to have an enemy, it would have been you.

she knew that there wasn't really a good reason for the two of you to hate each other, but it had been that way for years. whether it be through playing internationally or in your clubs, you and mapi had always clashed on the field together. she knew that alexia was hoping that things would be different with the two of you on the same team, but mapi knew better.

"what is the deal with her?" ona asked as she glanced over to where mapi was glaring at you. everybody knew about you, but they didn't really know you personally. this was a brand new club to you, and you were going to keep your distance because surely these girls were all already mapi's friends.

you didn't understand the rivalry between the two of you. it had started back in international youth teams, and spiraled since then. emotions had run high for you back then, and in the year since, you had mellowed out a bit. many girls who you had once played against were now your friends, with the exception of maria.

maria seemed to hold onto the resentment from your youth. for you, it all stemmed in a single game. it was your chance to show how good you really were, and mapi had shut every single one of your attempts down. you knew how that it was just her having you marked, and that it wasn't personal, but back then it felt personal.

"go away ona, i don't want to talk about it," mapi practically growled. she was much closer to snapping with you around, and it was something that ona realized they'd all have to get used to. ona just hoped that it wasn't going to be a permanent change in attitude.

…

"fuck, come on!" you shouted as you rubbed your thigh. you thought that you were alone in the training room, so when you heard footsteps, you jumped. you looked around the room, surprised to see mapi limping around with an ice pack on her knee. "oh, it's you."

"don't sound too happy," mapi muttered. your face fell, unsure of why she was still being so mean to you. the two of you barely ever interacted during practice, but today had been put on the same team for the 5-v-5. mapi had played things a little high for a couple of the drills, which meant she had gotten you some great passes. if it wasn't for the bad blood between the two of you, there would be a lot of potential for a team up.

"what's wrong with your knee?" you can't help but ask. it's not that difficult to tell yourself that it's just because you're teammates. there was no way that you cared about mapi outside of the pitch. it wasn't like you had been catching yourself thinking of her randomly throughout the day or anything.

"pina, she jumped on my back and my knee buckled. it's no big deal. what's wrong with you?" mapi didn't hide the concern in her voice. you had hobbled away early during practice, and mapi knew you better than to think it was just to get out of drills. they had been ready to start your favorite one of practice when you left.

"it's an old injury that acts up sometimes. i'm good though, barcelona didn't waste their money signing me," you reassured her. mapi's face fell, wondering if that was how you thought she felt about you. truthfully, she hadn't been happy to learn that you came all the way here, but she respected you as a player. mapi knew firsthand how good you were, more often than not having been a thorn in her side when the opportunity arose.

"do you need ice or something?" mapi asked. you shook your head. icing your leg hadn't helped it at all. the tapes would help for a bit, but you needed something more. mapi tilted her head as she watched you try to rub your discomfort out. it was risky, but she stood up and stood in front of you.

"what are you doing?" you asked as you watched mapi move your hand away. hers replaced yours, working through the knots much better than you had been able to. "mapi-,"

"don't mention it, please," mapi said quietly. you nodded and closed your eyes as you leaned back against the bench. mapi was grateful for your eyes being squeezed shut because it allowed for her eyes to roam over your body. things seemed to be just fine between the two of you until her fingers pressed a little higher up than she meant to, pulling a very breathy sigh from your lips. "lo siento."

"don't mention it," you told her. mapi noticed the way that your voice shook like you were barely holding it together. it wasn't the first time that you had crossed her mind, but it definitely was the first time that she had ever really thought about putting her hands on you like this.

…

there's a definite shift in your relationship with mapi over the next couple of weeks. the two of you aren't exactly clambering to spend time together outside of training, but everybody could tell that something had changed. you opened up more to your teammates, no longer afraid that they'd all follow maria's lead and decide to hate you.

"hola maria," you greeted happily as you sat down across from the woman. she furrowed her brows as she looked at you, a slight pout on her lips. "it's rude not to say it back."

"don't call me maria, it makes me feel like i'm in trouble," she said.

"that's your name though," you said. she got up and stood in front of you, encroaching on your personal space. "what am i supposed to call you then?"

"mapi." she grabbed onto your chin and tilted your head up so that you were looking at her. there had been a weird bit of tension building up between the two of you that everybody was waiting to come to head. alexia seemed to watch the two of you with a particular closeness, occasionally with a look of disbelief on her face.

"fine. hola, mapi," you corrected. mapi smiled down at you, leaning in almost close enough to kiss you.

"hola, (y/n). are you coming out tonight? the girls want to go dancing." the invitation had been extended to you in the parking lot, but you hadn't accepted it just yet. you knew that tomorrow was a recovery day, but you also knew that meant twice the amount of drinks as normal. the spanish girls could handle their liqour a lot better than you could, having spent most of your adult life not drinking much.

"promise to keep an eye on me and make sure i don't drink too much?" you asked her. mapi nodded, smiling as she let go of your head. the two of you paired up for some of the drills during practice, something that had become fairly normal. after practice, mapi walked you out to your car, promising to pick you up whenever it was time to go out.

…

the club was absolutely packed, and you hated it. somehow, the entire team had been talked into going, which meant you knew a good amount of the people there, but it was still far too crowded for your liking. that was why you had sat down in a booth across from alexia and refused to move no matter what.

"are the two of you having fun?" you and alexia both glanced over to jenni, who looked disappointed. mapi and leila were right next to her, both of them looking at the two of you expectantly. "come on, it won't kill you to dance with us."

"it might, you don't know that it won't," alexia shot back quickly. you smirked as you watched jenni's face harden a bit. there wasn't a doubt in your mind that alexia would be in for it whenever they got home. jenni didn't like to brag about the things that she got up to with alexia in their bedroom, but the two of you had a habit of chatting in the gym.

"well, if you die, i'll just give you cpr," jenni said as she tugged alexia out of her seat. leila followed the two of them, trailing close behind jenni. that left you and mapi to stand there and stare at each other.

"come on, if ale can get up, so can you," mapi said. she was much more gentle in getting you onto your feet. she also seemed to be content to wait until a slower song started to get you out there.

you didn't fight with mapi as the two of you swayed to the beat of the music. her hands fell onto your hips as she pressed herself up against you. you welcomed the warmth of her body, not having realized how long it had been since someone touched you like this. your mind quickly went elsewhere, but when you felt the press of mapi's lips against the side of your neck, you realized that maybe she wanted this too.

"kiss me," you said as you turned around. you knew that mapi couldn't hear you, but she could read your lips well enough to know what you wanted. and even if she couldn't, you weren't being subtle at all. your eyes hadn't left her lips, not until she was leaning in. excitedly, you surged forward and closed the gap between the two of you.

mapi's lips were soft, a contrast to the way that her teeth nipped at your lip. you let out a little yelp, one that had mapi laughing as she held you in her arms. you swallowed as you looked at her before nodding towards the door. she nodded, and the two of you left the club wordlessly.

"my place or yours?" you asked mapi. she got into the passenger's seat of her own car, having given you her keys after her second drink. you were pretty sure that she hadn't drank much more after that, but in your mind, it was always better safe than sorry.

"yours. i have never been there before," mapi answered. you started her car, jumping a little as the engine roared to life. mapi laughed at that, placing her hand on your thigh to calm you down a bit. she knew that her car could be a bit much for someone driving it for the first time, but she trusted you. you had proven yourself to be one of the very responsible members of the team, especially tonight when everybody else had chosen to get nearly blackout drunk with a few expections.

mapi seemed surprised to see where your apartment was. you had truly gotten a good location, extremely close to the training grounds and nearby several restaurants and stores. mapi was a bit jealous, even if she did like her apartment. it was close by alexia and jenni's, so she could always go annoy them whenever she felt like it.

"it's a bit messy. i had a hard time finding something to wear tonight," you warned her. mapi didn't seem to care. her eyes dropped down to your outfit, appreciatively checking you out once again. it had been hard to keep her eyes off of you earlier in the night, and she was beyond relieved whenever you hadn't pushed her away on the dance floor.

"with how good you look, we'll be lucky to make it to your bedroom," mapi told you. you clenched your thighs together as you unlocked your door. once the two of you were inside, mapi pulled you in for another kiss. this one was firm without being rough. mapi established her control very early on, but you had expected as much.

you kicked your heels off before jumping up into mapi's arms. she carried you down the little hallway, stopping momentarily to press you against the wall to kiss you a little harder. you moaned into that kiss, grinding your hips against her just a little. mapi could already feel the heat coming off of your core, and she realized that she couldn't wait to have you.

"bedroom?" mapi asked. you pointed at the door at the end of the hallway. mapi pulled you away from the wall and walked you right over there. she set you down just long enough to let you move the dresses and clothes scattered about on your bed. you turned around to see her half-naked in front of you. "like what you see?"

"fuck yes," you breathed out. mapi smirked as she moved towards you. your hands immediately flew down to touch her stomach, fingers running along the taunt and toned muscle of her abdomen. mapi's head dropped down to rest on your shoulder, breathing heavily as your hands moved along her body.

"touch me." mapi guided your hands down between her legs. you were surprised, having assumed that she wouldn't have let you in so quickly. you had heard the way mapi talked about having sex with the girls she had picked up before, and it had all sounded very one-sided. although, you supposed that her letting you touch you like this was even more exciting because you did't expect it.

your fingers were met with skin made slick from arousal. mapi was panting in your ear as your fingers teasingly stroked between her lips. mapi bucked her hips forward as your fingers approached her clit. mapi's hands grabbed onto your shoulders for support as she tilted her hips just enough for your fingers to wind up at her entrance.

"one at a time," mapi told you. she sounded desperate, so you let one of your fingers slip inside of her. mapi hiked her leg up as she bucked her hips to try and ride your finger. you quickly lifted her with your other arm, pulling both of you back onto the mattress.

mapi stayed on top of you, riding your finger as you tried to comfortably adjust yourself beneath her. you could tell whenever the one finger wasn't quite enough for mapi, and slowly added a second. once again, you were patient as mapi set the pace that she wanted. you matched her thrust for thrust, not daring to go faster than what she was.

"please, i need more. i'm so close," mapi begged you. she was a lot more prone to whining than you had originally thought, but it didn't bother you one bit. you liked the vulnerability that mapi was willing to show to you, especially considering how volatile your relationship had been in the beginning.

"do you want another finger?" you asked. mapi shook her head, and suddenly, you realized what she needed. you dropped your other hand from her hip down between her legs, allowing for your fingers to brush against her clit. you felt a surge of wetness along with the first spasm of her cunt around your fingers. the next few came in controlled little waves, matching the rhythm set by the fingers against her clit. there was only so long that she could hold off on cumming, and once she had let you, you felt her body tense up around you.

mapi lifted herself off of your fingers before settling down in between your legs. she placed her hands on your waist and bunched them around your dress. you lifted your hips up off of the bed, allowing for the bottom of your dress to move up around your waist. mapi licked her lips as she looked straight ahead to be met with the sight of your definitely ruined underwear.

"i can't wait to taste you," mapi said as she leaned in. your breath hitched as you felt hers ghost across the insides of your thighs. it wasn't fair to see her so composed immediately after an orgasm. you felt like a wreck, turned on and no longer distracted with something interesting to focus on. you were left to lay there and think about how uncomfortable the now-sticky fabric of your underwear felt.

"please hurry," you whined. mapi hooked her fingers around your underwear and pulled them down slowly. she gave a quick teasing little lick between your lips, moaning in pleasure at the taste of you.

"so sweet, i could spend all night licking up every drop." the thickness of mapi's accent made you want to clench your thighs, but her hands kept them apart. she kept you spread open as she took her time to admire you. it was touching her that had gotten you so worked up, and once the two of you were finished, mapi planned on being insufferable about it.

"just please, i want to cum so badly." you looked at mapi with a pout. she bit her lip as she pushed her finger against your entrance. "two, not just one. i need to be fucked, mapi, fucked."

she gave you a quick nod and pushed another finger inside of you without hesitation. her fingers moved at a quick pace, nearly fucking the breath out of you. you threaded your fingers in her hair and pulled her head forward, directing her so that her mouth was on your clit. mapi didn't need instruction past that.

her tongue worked magic on your clit, moving with fluidity and precision. your hips were bucking wildly as you ground yourself against mapi's face. she let you push yourself closer and closer towards an orgasm until you were on the edge of it. that was when she wrapped both of her arms around your hips, keeping you still so that she could truly control when you came.

you hadn't meant to scream her name out at the top of your lungs, but it had still happened. mapi relished in the sound of it echoing off of your bedroom walls. your neighbors would be pissed, but you'd apologize later on, if you could even face them again. mapi liked the sound of her name spilling from your lips that she didn't stop there. you were physically pushing her off of your body to get her to give you a break, and even then, she was looking at you as she "patiently" waited for another turn.

"in the morning," you promised. mapi pouted as she settled in the bed next to you.

"that is so far away," mapi whined. you rolled your eyes at her as you pulled her in for a kiss. "just one more?"

"no, it's late, and i'd like to actually get some rest now. god, you're so needy, maria," you teased. mapi's brows furrowed as she stared at you, obviously not happy with the use of her full name.

"well, now you owe me one in the morning," mapi told you. you laughed it off, already having planned on having sex with her again in the morning. you knew that the two of you had opened up a can of worms, one that you'd be exploring for at least a couple more weeks. you hoped that it would blossom into more, but you didn't want to push mapi for anything too serious when you'd only recently become friends.

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[shadesoflsk]

        MOONTALK

pairing: Leon Kennedy x GN Reader.

summary: After retiring, Leon often has nightmares about his past. Talking under the moon's gaze seems to help.

warnings: Smut MDNI, just oral (m receiving), angst to fluff to smut hehe, mentions of death, violence, and alcohol, catholic symbolism, dad bod leon hehe (x2) subby leon, reader is called spouse.

word count: 3.5k

author's note: Hello! This is very simple since I'm trying to get better at writing smut for gender neutral readers :) There's not enough content and while I improve at writing the whole sex scene I shall bring you this! (I'm open to suggestions or constructive criticism.) As always, I hope you're having a good week!

The starry night is chosen to be Leon’s witness in the middle of his stolen slumber. 

It’s a common occurrence, part of himself longs for the pain-filled activity since it serves as a reminder of his own life. Night terrors scare him more than his anxiety. The first one clings to his soul and threatens him with an inability to wake up. Helpless to his own mind, he prefers to be fully awake.

However, his brain isn’t his friend. Even when awake and aware of his surroundings, his mind would recreate scenarios he has lived before. Blood dripping and sticking to his combat boots, the smell of the iron-ish liquid filling his nostrils painfully making its home in Leon’s head, messing up with his perception of the world and himself.

Somewhere in that messed up path, he had found you. 

He didn’t intend to, it wasn’t in his plans to. He had locked his heart and thrown the key somewhere in the sea of his failures. 

A feeling of regret brimmed in Leon’s soul. How could his name be attached to yours if the sole mention of Leon Scott Kennedy brought memories of hell on Earth? A former rookie cop, ready to risk his life on duty turned into the government's best weapon.  He’s made peace with that, ever since his mission in San Francisco his life has gotten significantly better.

But that doesn’t mean it has stopped hurting.

He once heard Jesus presented his left cheek to be slapped. In the past, he’d have imagined the mere thought of being that naive was ridiculous.

“You have heard that it was said, 'Eye for eye, and tooth for tooth.' But I tell you, do not resist an evil person. If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to them the other cheek also.”

Now, that passage has been planted in his heart like a thorn that wouldn't go away no matter how much he pinched the skin. But rather than being a bothersome feeling, it shaped him into the man he is now.

He would never be Jesus, he knows that much. Ever since he was a kid, his connection to religion was always dangling between trust and distrust; faith and doubt. Fear crossed his juvenile and innocent expression whenever he came across a statue of the people’s lord and savior.

God bad, Jesus good. People good and bad. The Old Testament was the backbone for Leon’s hatred towards God. If this supernatural being ‘loved’ his people, why would he punish them?

Sins are ambiguous. Killing is bad. But if he had killed creatures that were no longer humans, is he a sinner without redemption?

He’s still coming around that last statement. Were they really no longer humans?

That’s why he prefers the New Testament. A fresh start, a new life being born. Jesus wouldn’t judge him for the man that he was and is. 

And just like him, he turned his left cheek in a mission in San Francisco years ago, when he ended Maria’s life. Bitter and revengeful for killing her father, the woman made it her mission to murder Leon. But ultimately (and ironically) she ceased to exist in Leon’s arms. 

‘Revenge’ was met with a ‘Now you can be with your dad again.’ Merciful, he had granted her a last moment of peace.

The soundless night heightens Leon’s senses. As he tries to brush off his worries, some footsteps break the unnerving silence that Leon is in. His ears focus on the soft pace that he easily identifies as yours. 

Recognition turned into monotone and monotone into mundane. And don’t get him wrong, God he loves feeling he has finally found his home.

Leon’s arms are resting on the balcony railway, blue eyes focused on the starry night. 

“You should be sleeping.” He flatly says without turning to face you. Not out of apathy but guilt. Not being next to you has woken you up.

“Can’t sleep without my husband.” 

Sensing you approaching, he opts to tease, trying to divert your attention somewhere else. “Wouldn’t be my dear spouse if you weren’t clingy.”

“I’m not clingy.” But you wouldn’t allow Leon’s usual antics. You know them by heart, lighthearted jokes instead of facing reality. “I’m just worried,”

“You worry too much.”

“But I’m always right.”

A sigh. 

Teeth biting the inside of his cheek.

“It’s hard to sleep sometimes.” The phrase is not directed at you, but a response to his own thoughts. For him, safe and sound sleep is a blessing he’s not lucky enough to receive. 

“I know.” And then again, your reply isn’t about yourself. A feeble smile appears on your face out of empathy and partial understanding. Standing next to him, your elbows rest on the balcony railway, the chill air sending goosebumps through your skin. “Did you dream about something?”

Leon’s eyebrows knit in concentration as he mull over her question. When he tries recalling his past moment of slumber he is met with the usual gruesome scenario and the same gut-wrenching screams.

“Same old tale.” He exhales. In the past he would have had a glass of whiskey in his hand, tilting the content to one side as he gazed over the starry sky. But he made a promise, and as much as his past comes back to haunt him, he’d keep it. 

“Is that it?”

“Yes.”

“Why I don't believe you?”

He brings a calloused hand to his mouth as he registers your words. Under the moonlight, his expression gives away his exhausted state, a hint of darkness around his eyes, a permanent faint frown. 

“You don’t want to know.”

“Yet here I am asking.” It’s not until now that you notice Leon’s shirtless torso. Most of his scars are turning a light white color while his bruises are changing their hues. His body is not the same from a few years ago. His abdomen no longer shows off his chiseled abs but a slightly round and soft belly. 

“Feels like I’m walking in circles.” He finally answers with his eyes closed. His restless mind can’t give him a break. Unable to completely live in peace, he finds himself pondering about his own humanity.

“The past is always clearer at night.” With an expression akin to resignation, he looks at you. “And the past tells me I’m a monster.”

The faint sound of the clock could be heard even when they were both gazing into the sky and letting their thoughts be consumed by the chill night. It reaches the dreaded ‘Devil’s hour,’ 3 AM. 

“You aren’t a monster.” And it is the truth. While Leon is a complex man, it is not a difficult task to unravel and search through the layers he has covered himself in. His heart beats for the nation and therefore its citizens. 

“If I’m not a monster then what am I?” He replies, his face growing somber. “If what I’ve done isn’t destruction what is it?”

“Salvation.” 

It is far from salvation. It’s selfish to even think that way.

Sadly, Leon was the designated pawn to complete the job nobody wants to do. 

Sadly, Leon is no more than a victim in the web of despair and destruction.

“Salvation.” He scoffs, a sharp ironic demonstration that your words weren’t the best. “I used to fight while the innocents kept falling at my feet.”

A glimpse of a past self appears in front of you. Chaos and loathing unfurls. 

It’s been years since you last saw the man who used to drown himself in the deadly burning liquid. However, the alcohol no longer filled the empty spaces in his body and soul.

Truthfully speaking, nobody can fix or heal anyone. But you gladly took the role of being Leon’s partner in life. Not only romantically speaking. Silently, you made a home in Leon’s heart and he was too comfortable with you to ask you to leave him. 

“You didn’t do it in the first place.” You place a comforting hand on his shoulder. “The government did.”

“But I was just another bullet in a gun.” He replies softly, his gaze drifting forward. Even after all of these years, he couldn’t completely shake off the guilt that kept haunting him. “Another man with his finger on the trigger… I was just a man with a gun.” 

“And you’re also a man with a heart.” You respond immediately, not giving him a chance to continue his venom-filled words toward himself. 

“If you were the demon you think you are, these late-night thoughts wouldn’t be haunting you as they do. You wouldn’t be mourning every soul even after all these years.” Your words bring a sense of comfort amidst the internal battle that is occurring inside him. The weight of his burden has always been more bearable with you.

“You think I’m that much of a saint?” A faint smile tug at Leon’s lip. A troubled expression on his face tells you he is still not believing your words. Or perhaps, he feels like he shouldn’t believe you.

“I don’t think you’re a saint. Humans are much more than black or white, good or bad. We are gray.”

Your statement is true. Humans are far from being one-dimensional beings. The balance has always been there and he knows it. When he was a child and religion was still an important part of his life, he remembers when Jesus protected Mary Magdalene. 

‘He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her.’

Leon had stained his hands with blood and gore, but he had also saved countless lives when the odds were against him.

“God… I’m pathetic, aren’t I?” He laughs, finally bringing you closer to him with his arm around your waist.

“No, you’re just human.”  You reply, admiring the view your balcony provides, you think about the endless possibilities in life. If you hadn't met Leon, where would you be? And if Leon hadn't met you? How his life would look right now?

Universe works in mysterious ways, if you hadn't been in the right place at the right time, you wouldn't have your soulmate next to you.

A comfortable silence sets in as Leon finally relaxes and gives his mind a break. There were days and nights in which his brain was weak, but that doesn’t mean he hasn't gotten better.

“I would do laundry and taxes with you in every timeline.” You break the silence with a quote from a movie both of you had watched and Leon being the moviegoer he is, you know he’ll recognize it.

“That's not how the line goes, you silly.” 

Bingo.

“Then enlighten me, Mr. I know every movie by heart.”

“It is ‘in another life, I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you.’” He states matter-of-factly which gains a laugh from you. But in a way, you’re used to his antics and almost nerdy personality only you get to see.

But your words mixed with the ones from the movie hold a glimmer of truth. Even in a timeline in which he wasn’t an agent and just a regular citizen, you’d have fallen for him. Because his past doesn’t make him the man he is now. 

In another life, you’d love him over and over again.

“But I’d do all those things in this life and even in the afterlife.”

His eyes fall on you, the glimmer in them now being obvious. Just a few words from his love would pull him out from his depressive nights.

“You never cease to amaze me.”

“I’m just amazing like that.” You wrap your arms around Leon's neck while his hands rested on your middle section. “Now hug me because I’m fucking freezing.”

“Let’s go inside, shall we?” Laughing, he pulls you closer in a tight embrace. “I’d hate for you to catch a cold. Besides… I need my cuddling partner every night.”

As both of you move out of the balcony and away from the cold wind of the night. Leon’s hands move painfully obvious to your rear. After his late thoughts, he only wants to feel you close to him.

“I don’t think you want to cuddle.” You remark the obvious. Leon just chuckles, nodding.

“Aside from being the perfect partner you’re also a mind reader?”

You step in your bedroom. Place that has been witness to Leon’s most vulnerable moments, from the times in which he'd come back from a mission to the ones in which both of you would get lost in each other's bodies.

His sanctuary, your heaven.

You smile at him as you motion him to sit down on the bed. Both of your eyes are locked in a gaze that says what you are feeling, love. No matter how hard his or your days could be, both of you could always come back to a partner that takes care of them. No matter the situation.

As he takes a seat on the edge of the bed, you lean closer and press a kiss to his forehead, to his nose, to his cheek, and lastly to his lips. This last one lingers more than the others, sweet and slow, like how you want to treat him tonight.

“I love you.” You whisper as you pull back from the kiss, your thumb grazing over his stubbled jaw.

“Love you more.” He responds with the same tenderness you have brought him. After saying his words, his hands traveled to where your hips were, attempting to pull you closer.

“Nuh-uh. Tonight’s about you, sir.” You have your mind set that this night is going to be all about the perfect husband you have in front of you.

With that, your lips once again found their home but this time it was on Leon’s neck. 

With your lips giving some attention to Leon’s sensitive skin, you treat him like he was fragile porcelain. 

After a few moments, you slowly lower yourself until you're between his thighs. Another reminder of how much his body has changed, his thighs were fuller and bit less toned than before.

He has seen you like this before, on your knees and with the sweetest of looks but dear God it gets better every day. 

You press your cheek against Leon’s inner thigh, your hand rubbing the flesh that is still covered with his sweatpants. He was no longer an active agent therefore he had gained some weight which you completely love. He blames the alcohol he used to drink so much and the lack of high-impact exercise.  But you always reassure him that you love him nonetheless. 

Your hand creeps to his clothed crotch, you gently trace along the bulge that has already formed. Leon’s breath is starting to get heavier but nothing too scandalous, for now. 

“I haven’t even touched properly and you’re already this hard.” You are trying to be gentle, but there’s something about having control over him even when you’re on your knees that just prompts you to tease him a hit.

“Might as well cum in the spot, don’t you think? Bet you’re already imagining me pulling down your boxers and stroking your cock.” The face Leon was making could send you straight to heaven. 

“You’re the devil…” Leon tries, he tries to gather himself by making a joke. But his high-pitched speech comes out pathetic. A rebuttal? More like a whine.

“What? My handsome husband can’t handle the spice? I expected better.” The praise seems to hit a spot somewhere in his body because the way his hips just bucked and sought the friction of your hand was contradictory to his previous words.

“Please…” And after that whimper, you no longer want to tease the man. Especially tonight in which he deserves the best. 

“Ok, ok. I gotcha…” You murmur, wasting no more time and pulling his sweatpants down. A wet spot is already formed in his gray boxers. Then again, more teasing words flood your mind but you brush them off.

With a gentle kiss on his inner thigh, your fingers hook around the fabric and slide it down. His dick springs forward, and as always, it makes your mouth water. It’s the same image as always, slightly curved lenght with veins you had memorized by now and a reddish tip that tells you how bothered and pent-up he’s been.

Marriage has always been depicted as a boring and monotonous lifestyle, in which you get bored of your spouse after a couple of years. In a sense, you understand where they come from. However, Leon and you always made sure to keep things interesting, and as corny as it sounds, both of you try to make the other fall in love again.

You press a kiss on his tip, holding back a laugh as you know how sensitive he must be. The slightest touch has him gripping the bedsheets. 

“You’re teasing.” He says as his lips form a pout. His calloused hands flatten on top of your hair 

“Am I?” You give his shaft a few kitten licks, not breaking eye contact while doing so. 

Finally, your shenanigans are followed by your lips wrapping around his tip, sucking the area. That gains a whimper out of Leon, the ones you’re so used to. 

When you first met the stoic agent, you wouldn’t have thought that he’d be so vocal in bed. Even when he was supposed to be on top, he’d let the most beautiful moans against your ears. asking for permission to continue, asking for permission to fill you up.

For a moment, your lips continue sucking off his tip. Your saliva coating the area and sloppily making out with the head of his dick. Your fingers wrap around the base of it, almost overwhelming Leon with the amount of attention he is receiving. 

“Ah — Fuck…” His eyes roll back as you finally take him whole. The previous ministrations long forgotten as your mouth and part of your throat surround his sensitive cock. 

You bob your head, slowly at first, controlling your breath as Leon involuntarily thrusts his hips making his tip hit the back of your throat. You place your hand on Leon’s thigh, to motion him to stand still. 

“Shit — sorry, sorry…” His voice gets slightly higher, now his previous words turn into pleas or straight-up moans. Drool pools at the corner of your mouth as your tongue runs on the underside of his cock. 

“Too good for me…” He’s reduced to just babbles and whines, his knuckles turn white as keeps on gripping the bedsheets, an awful attempt to drown more moans. As you continuously bob your head, Leon could feel his high coming.

Unconsciously and given his dazed out state, he brings his leg to your shoulder. You were completely focused on him and this simple action made your concentration break a bit. He’s putty in your hands, his brain no longer functioning whenever you are in control.

You’d edge him, you’d definitely tease him for that. But now, you just continue sucking him off with the inner side of his thigh brushing against your cheek. 

“I’m gonna  — Fuck…” It’s not a warning, but a comment, a needy announcement. As much as he denies it, there’s not a better image than seeing you covered with his cum, or watching you swallow it whole. It made him feel a sense of pride, knowing that his spouse is the one making him come undone. 

And as your tongue runs along a vein, he couldn’t contain it any longer. With a high pitched whine and throwing his head back, he spills down your throat.

The warm liquid fills your mouth and some of it drips from the corner of your lips. 

You stay still for a moment, collecting every last drop of Leon’s cum. When you feel Leon’s hand on your shoulder —the one that doesn’t have his leg on it— you know he was asking you for a break. 

Pulling out with a pop, you gently move his leg for him to rest. 

For a few seconds, you just massage your jaw as Leon tries to recover. Heavy breaths fill the dark room, allowing you to relax once again.

“You good?” You ask as you are sitting down on the floor. 

“Yeah — Just… give me a second.” He laughs, closing his eyes. A loving smile forms on his face. 

You laugh too, getting up from the floor, you admire the scene Leon provides you: All of his body exposed to you, his sweatpants and boxers pooling at his ankles, and his fucked out expression. 

Heaven.

After a minute or so, Leon composes himself. 

“I’ll make sure to wake up every night if this is the treatment I get.”

“Next time I will just tie you up to the bed.”

“Oh? I like the sound of that.”

Laughing, you slap his naked chest as he pulls you closer. Nights like this are a reminder of his humanity and his right to love and to be loved. The past can never be changed or forgotten, but he can learn from it.

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author's note 2: I just had to mention eeaao! It's one of my favorite movies and I know Leon would love it. Sorry if it was too sappy of me but then again... I'm always like that.

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[samkerrworshipper]

warmed - mapi leon x reader

just r cockwarming mapi.. not much more to it lol

ik i keep promising yall angst… its coming… at some stage

warnings: smut 18+

You’re overstimulated.

To the point where your skin is beginning to itch with the want and need that is pooling up in the pit of your stomach, right where you feel so full and so empty at the same time.

You fucked up, you were well aware of it, it wasn’t like you could make up for it now.

This though, this was so rewarding and unrewarding at the same time, you were stuffed full to the very brim which was perfect, but also so unfulfilling at the same time.

“Keep still or we start over.”

Mapi’s words are a brutal reminder of exactly what position you are in, crammed down against her lap, ass flush to her hips whilst you try your very hardest not to grind or jostle against her.

An hour and thirty minutes.

That’s how long you’ve been sitting in Mapi’s lap like this, no pleasure, no release, no relief.

The two of you had to rewatch your game from yesterday anyways, so Maria had set you the task of staying still whilst she analysed the match against Levante.

You were supposed to be analysing it as well, but it was kind of hard to pay attention when you were filled to the brim with 7 inches of silicone cock.

You wished Maria had given you the easy way out, wished she’d spanked you or edged you or done something else that would make you feel something besides mellowed out pressure.

“Maria.”

Your words are whined out for the room to hear, not that there is anybody else in your company.

“Eyes on the screen, carino.”

Your eyes struggle to obey her command, your pupils stuck to your naked bottom half that’s unmoving.

“I won’t say it again, eyes on the screen unless you want a spanking once we’re done.”

Your eyes snap up, what you want once this is done is for Mapi to fuck you senseless, you aren’t sure if you can handle another minute with her just idly sitting inside you.

“Eight more minutes princesa, you think you can hold up for me until then?”

You groan at her, you want to say no, but the words can’t make it past your lips, Maria seems to understand though.

“Tough luck, make it through the eight minutes or else you won’t cum for the rest of the week. I’m sick of your shit attitude and bratty fucking mouth, you have to learn some way.”

Mapi’s voice is gritty, you know that she wanted nothing more than to come back from dinner, cuddle up on the couch and watch the game replay before the two of you went to bed together.

She wanted soft, sweet, tender.

You wanted mean, rough and hard.

You supposed this was the halfway point, it was Maria’s way of punishing you without giving in to what you wanted.

You’d been obtusely bratty and cheeky.

The two of you had been invited out for dinner with Alexia and Olga, a little quaint double date to a cute boutique Italian restaurant in Barcelona’s core.

It was nice, everything had been going well, until you’d made the decision to start teasing Mapi.

It had started with a hand on her exposed thigh, then your fingers drawing patterns up and down, pushing her skirt out of the way as you paved a path through to her panties.

You were out of your mind thinking Mapi would let it slide, she told you as much when she leant over to your ear telling you not to push her. You’d blatantly ignored her, continuing your attempts at one upping the defender. You got as far as the inside edge of her panties before her hand was grabbing yours and shoving it into your lap with a look of so much annoyance that you knew you were in deep shit.

Now you were here, sitting practically speared on her dick, your juices leakingout all over her thighs and your own.

You watched the clock run down, your eyes aimlessly following the ball as it was passed from side to side on the pitch.

Your legs were aching from the position you were being held in, your thighs being put to use to keep you from moving.

“Maria, please.”

You knew that most likely, your begging was going to be pointless, normally Mapi couldn’t of cared less, but it was worth a shot.

“Say one more word and you’ll see just how much worse this can get for you.”

You close your lips, your eyes staying laser focused on the screen as the clock ticks down on the game.

The last thirty seconds are possibly the worst, your legs start to burn and everything is so much more painful.

As soon as the final whistle blows on the game Mapi is turning you around, so you are now face to face with the Spaniard.

“This is how it’s going to go, we’re going to go to bed, I’m going to fuck you how I like, until I’m satisfied, you won’t cum, you won’t move unless you’re told, all you are here for is to be my little slut for my pleasure, not your own, comprendida?”

You can’t do anything beyond nodding your head.

Mapi picks you up with ease, lifting you up and taking you straight to the bedroom.

Just the feeling of her cock jolting inside of you every few seconds has you moaning, Mapi doesn’t care, all she cares about is getting you to where she wants you.

She manhandles and roughouses you onto the bed, pushing you up against the pillows and spreading your legs open before beginning to move inside of you.

Mapi’s pace is nowhere near fast or rigorous enough to satisfy you, when she said that she was searching for her own pleasure you didn’t realise that she would quite literally use your body as a vessel for her orgasm.

There is no doubt in your mind that Mapi has the little vibe insert tucked into the strap.

Her thrusts into you are shallow, hitting none of the spots that you need her to.

It’s crazily unpleasurable, and yet you don’t find yourself minding too much, especially not when Maria is the picture of perfection, her messy bun bopping up and down, her moans echoing out across the room.

You focus on Mapi, completely syncing out of your own mind, trying to imagine how Mapi is feeling.

You know that your supposed ‘punishment’ would have gotten her worked up, whether she wanted to admit it or not.

She’s chasing a built up desire, deep pure pleasure thrumming through her lower limbs.

Maria isn’t a overly loud lover, but you can tell just by the way her eyebrows are scrunched up and her pupils are blown that she is teetering somewhere on the edge, you aren’t quite sure where she’s at until her legs spasm and her whole body jerks.

Mapi cums hard and fast, her body thrusting into yours until the after effects of her orgasm have managed to rid her body and she pulls out.

You feel emptier than you ever have, most likely a result of being stuffed full for hours on end.

Mapi makes quick work of removing the strap, once she does she lies herself down on the bed next to you, letting you breathe through the big feelings that you are experiencing.

“How are you feeling, princesa?”

Mapi’s hands are on your face, twisting the strays hairs out of your face and gently playing with them between her fingers.

“Good, just need a second.”

Your legs feel heavier than a hundred bricks, numb and weighed down to the point where you genuinely wonder whether they’ll be in use tomorrow.

“You want to cum? I think you’ve earned it, you were such a good little girl for me, princesa.”

You do want your own orgasm, you think that your cunt will implode if it doesn’t get to experience some relief, but you need a few minutes to recover from the last hours happenings.

“Just gimme a minute, seeing you like that made me think and feel things I never had.”

Mapi’s smirk was cheeky, cavalier and slightly proud.

“Mm, next time it’ll have to be three hours, hmm? I wonder how crazy that would make you.”

You shake your head at the suggestion immediately, an hour and a half had been pushing it, 3 hours was simply ridiculous.

“How about I promise to never be a brat again?”

Mapi rolls her eyes, her mouth reaching down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“We both know that would be a lie, carino. You’re my bratty girl and I wouldn’t dare have you any other way. Now how about we go get clean in the shower and I let you get off on my thigh, hm? You’ve been good but not good enough to deserve my mouth or fingers, you’ll have to work your way up to that.”

You nod eagerly at Maria, already willing your legs to begin moving so that Mapi can’t take back what she’s just said to you.

When Mapi realises that you need some assistance, she picks you up, gently carrying you towards the bathroom.

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[desperate-gay]

could i request bestfriends to lovers w mapi (possibly w smut)

Costumes

Mapi Leon x fem!reader

SMUT 18+

“-Ria please!”

“No! There is no way I’m dressing up, especially as a pirate.” Mapi exclaims, continuing to scroll through her phone. You turn around from the full-body mirror and slump on the bed next to the older girl.

“But it’s a costume party with the team. We can’t show up bare.” You protest while placing your chin on her chest, making her look down at you, seeing your pleading eyes stare back at her.

She turns off her phone and places it next to her before sighing, “Hermosa, I don’t want to dress up. Can’t we just stay in and watch movies together like tradition?”

Ever since you were little, one of you would go to the other’s house and watch a bunch of Halloween movies while stuffing your face with junk. The two of you have been best friends for years, and now you both play for Barcelona together. You’re both attached to the hip.

Without your knowledge, Mapi has been in love with you for some time now. If you weren’t painfully oblivious, you might have been able to figure it out a while ago.

So seeing you give her your best puppy eyes while pleading for her to do this with you, she has no other choice and mumbles, “Fine.”

“Seriously?” You jump up from your spot with a bright smile on your face, making the other girl melt.

“You better get the costumes before I change my mind.” She grumbles, going back to her phone but secretly smiling when you run out of the room to grab the costumes from your car.

—

“Ay dios mio, I look like an idiot!” Mapi exclaims as she tugs on the brown coat and white collar of the shirt.

She’s cut off when you open the bathroom door and walk out in a white shoulder-less shirt with a brown corset over it, matching the blonde’s coat, and a red long skirt with a matching bandana. The corset that tightens right below your chest allows your boobs to pop out more, distracting the older girl.

You notice her raking her eyes up and down your figure. “What? Does it look okay?”

Mapi snaps out of her thoughts and nods her head. “Y-yeah, you look…great.” She stops her complaints about her costume as she drools over how good she looks.

“Not too bad yourself sailor.” You giggle while adjusting her hat, making the other girl’s breath hitch. “Are we ready?”

The blonde sighs and begrudgingly nods her head. “You sure we have to go?”

“Yes, now come on Grump Sparrow, we’ve got treasure to find.” Mapi groans as you grab the side of her coat, dragging her with you to the awaiting car.

When you both arrive at the club, you see your Barca teammates all in a rounded booth with their designated costumes on. Multiple people are dancing on the floor dressed as devils, angels, cats, etc.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe my eyes. Mapi dressed as a pirate? Someone start taking photos!” Lucy yells while searching for her phone, making the rest of the team laugh while Mapi rolls her eyes as you pat her arm in fake sympathy, laughing with the rest of your friends.

“Okay, okay, get all your laughs out. I’m going to start drinking, do you want anything?” She asks you, in which you nod in return. “The usual?”

Once you nod again, Mapi heads over to the bar to get your drinks. You take a seat next to Alexia at the end of the booth and across from Ona.

“Hola, amiga.” Alexia greets you, wrapping her arm around your shoulders. You return her greeting and start a conversation with her while waiting for Mapi. “Y’know, Maria wouldn’t wear matching costumes for just anyone.”

Alexia is the only person who knows about your deep crush on the defender. Her being captain and also being very observant has its perks, so she easily picked up on your always flustered state around your childhood friend.

“Um, what do you mean?”

Alexia sighs at your obliviousness and says, “Oh I don’t know, maybe that she feels the same way!”

“No. There’s no way!” You both begin to whisper, bickering at each other until Mapi returns, sitting down right next to you.

“Here you go, hermosa.” Taking your drink, you smile at her but notice her focus on Alexia. Then you remember the weight on your shoulders, Alexia’s arm still wrapped around you, making the blonde next to you glare at the other woman. As the tension thickens, the arm around you removes itself from you, stopping the consistent looks.

You clear your throat and thank Mapi, soon sipping on your drink to get drunk faster. Alexia’s foot stomps on yours, telling you that the jealousy is clear.

Soon conversations start getting weird, drinks go down faster and faster, and everyone gets more tipsy as the night goes on. The whole team is on the dance floor besides you and Alexia who continue to sip on your drinks while watching everyone.

“So when are you going to tell her?”

“Ale, I don’t know if I can. I don’t want to ruin 23 years of friendship because of a stupid crush. I’ll get over it.” You shrug, causing the pink-haired girl next to you to frown.

“She feels the same. Trust me, you saw the way she reacted when she saw us.”

You just sigh in response and think about all the things that can happen. You can confess in hopes of her returning your feelings or you can get rejected and risk losing your number one person. Your thoughts are stopped by said person coming over to you, pulling your arm towards her.

“C’mon, hermosa! Time to dance!” Mapi shouts over the booming music as she pulls you onto the crowded dance floor. You down your drink in one gulp and begin to sway your hips and arms to the music with the older girl.

The alcohol floods through both of your veins as you start to grind on your best friend. Her hands grip on your hips, guiding you to keep going. Soon you turn back around and grab at her biceps.

“Maybe you should be called Jacked Sparrow.” You tease with a lopsided grin, making the other girl laugh.

“If you’re Swann, I want to be Turner.” Your breath hitches as her face gets closer to you; her eyes flickering down to your lips. “Let’s get out of here, yeah?”

In a trance, you nod your head and allow her to drag you through the crowd, stumbling occasionally from getting pushed. You take one glance over your shoulder and see Alexia with a smirk on her face, raising her glass in fake cheers.

—

You fiddle with your keys, trying to get your door open while Mapi hugs your waist from behind and breathes against your ear, making you shudder against her.

Finally, the click of the lock allows you both to push open the door and rush in. You giggle when Mapi’s hand wraps around your wrist and drags you to the couch. She sits down first and grabs the back of your thighs, trying to pull you into her lap which she succeeds in. Your skirt rides up to allow your legs to sit on each side of the girl's thighs. She leans up, stopping centimeters before your lips, her hat long gone so it doesn’t poke at you.

“Is this okay?”

“Yes, yes it’s okay, please just kiss me.”

She smiles before finally attaching her lips to yours in a soft kiss. You have imagined this more times than you’d like to admit, but it’s so much better than your imagination. The kiss starts sweet and innocent but soon turns more needy and sloppy. You pause and pull back, wincing which worries the blonde defender below you.

“What? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” She quickly rambles but stops when you wave her off.

“No, no it’s just this corset. It’s poking at my boobs.”

You both begin to laugh together while she moves her hand to your back and unties it to loosen it. Once she is done pulling all the strings she unbuttons the front and takes it off before throwing it somewhere on the floor.

“So back to kissing?” She asks, puckering her lips and squeezing her eyes shut, making you giggle at her antics. She smiles at the sound before placing her hands on the back of your neck and pulling you down to reattach your lips.

Your fingertips brush along the tattoo on her neck as she slips her tongue into your mouth. You turn your head slightly, deepening the kiss while your other hand grips onto her bicep. Her head moves down to the underside of your jaw, peppering kisses down the column of your throat, making you dig your nails into her arm while your other wraps around the back of her neck. She hisses at the burning sensation of your fingers gripping her skin, but it turns her on even more.

“Bedroom?” You whisper, pecking her lips a few times. She nods and stands up, carrying you with her as you wrap your legs around her waist.

She gently sits you on the bed while she takes off her leather coat. The street light from outside gleams into the bedroom, allowing you to have just enough light without having to turn on any lamps. You start to unbutton her shirt under her gaze. She lets you tug off her clothes, enjoying the sight of it, but when you unbuckle her belt while staring up at her with puppy eyes, it makes her go feral. She pulls down her pants, leaving her in a bra and underwear, and then grabs your face, pulling you into a heated kiss.

“You are so beautiful.”

You blush at her comment and pull off your bandana as Mapi starts to pull at the hem of your shirt. Getting the message, you tug your arms out the sleeves of the shirt, helping out the desperate girl who quickly lifts it over your head as soon as she can. Shortly after, she yanks down your skirt, revealing your matching white set of simple lingerie which you put on before leaving, hoping that something like this would happen by the end of the night.

Mapi signals for you to move up the bed so she can fit on with you. She hovers over you and leans down for a breathtaking kiss, slotting your bottom lip in between yours before playfully tugging at it while pulling away. She places a simple kiss right below your ear before her hand gently grabs your jaw and turns your head all the way to the side, pressing your cheek against the silky sheets. You moan at the feeling of her tongue sliding from the base of your neck up to the bottom of your ear.

“Don’t worry, amor. I’m going to make you feel so good.” She whispers, her breath fanning over the side of your face, making butterflies flutter in your stomach, but also making the ache between your legs stronger.

Her hand trails under you and onto your back, grasping the clasp of your bra. She looks at you real quick, quietly asking for consent. “It’s okay, baby. I want this, I want this really bad.”

She unhooks your bra and slides it off of you, flinging it on the floor. She sits up slightly, admiring how good you are right now with your chest heaving and your hair spewed out across the bed.

“Gorgeous.” She says softly before moving her lips to your beck once again. Her teeth sink into your skin once in a while, definitely leaving marks littered along your neck. An occasional whine slips out from your lips at the slightest sensation of her mouth.

Soon she starts to trail her lips lower and onto your chest, wrapping her lips around your hardened nipple while her hand gropes the other one. She switches sides, giving the other the same attention as she gave the one before.

The noises from your mouth become more frequent the closer she gets down to your core. She’s now leaving kisses around your belly button and over the fabric of your white panties. You buck your hips up with a moan when she licks a stripe up your clothed slit as your hands grip harder into the sheets.

“Please, Ria.”

“Tell me what you want, amor, and I’ll make it worth your while.” She taunts sultrily, teasingly placing kisses on your underwear.

“Anything, your fingers, mouth, anything.” You plead, continuing to buck your hips closer to her face.

Her fingers curl at the waistband of the white fabric and slowly pulls it down while trailing kisses with it. You whine in anticipation but are cut off by a loud moan slipping past your lips when her mouth attaches to your clit. She licks down to your slit and gathers up your arousal before dipping her tongue into your dripping hole.

Your back arches slightly as moans spew out of your mouth consistently. Mapi flips from thrusting her tongue in and out of you to sucking and flicking your clit. She sits up for a second, causing you to whine at the absence of your pleasure, so when you look up you see her tying her blonde hair up into a ponytail so it doesn’t get in her way. Her arms wrap around your thighs, allowing her hands to press against the top of them while she shoves her face further into your pussy.

She continues on her previous assault, making your orgasm approach a lot faster than you thought. The girl in between your legs notices when your moans become louder and your back arches higher, causing her to press one of her hands on your stomach to shove you down. Your hand subconsciously scratches her arm in pleasure as she flicks her tongue faster over your clit.

With one final push, you’re moaning loudly and seeing stars while Mapi continues to gently lick until your high is over.

“T-that was amazing.” You pant after experiencing one of the best orgasms you have ever experienced.

“Oh, we’re not done yet, princesa.”

You’re about to question her when you’re interrupted by her fingers plunging into you. She’s now kneeling on her knees while her unoccupied hand holds your thigh open, giving her easier access. Your hips slightly shy away from her touch due to overstimulation, but that doesn’t stop you from the euphoric pleasure you’re receiving.

The sound of your wetness can be heard echoing in the room from the blonde’s fingers working at a fast pace in and out of you. You both know you’re not going to last long since you’re still recovering from the last orgasm she gave you.

“Oh god, I-I’m gonna cum. It feels different though.” Mapi senses the worry in your voice but knows exactly what’s happening.

“Just let go, amor. It’ll feel good, I promise.”

With a few more strokes of her fingers, your inner muscles tense as you cum. The sound of her digits slamming into you begins to sound different, wetter in your opinion. Your orgasm lasts longer than you expect as you moan extremely loudly, probably waking up the neighbors.

Once you’ve calmed down, Mapi removes her fingers and you look down between your legs to see a huge wet spot.

You cover your face with your hands and groan out, “This is so embarrassing! Did I just wet the bed during sex?”

The blonde chuckles before grabbing your hands to remove them from your face. “No you didn’t wet the bed, have you never done that before?”

You shake your head no in response and ask, “What happened?”

“You squirted is what they call it I guess. It’s basically when you experience a very intense orgasm.” She explains while you nod your head in understanding. “Felt good didn’t it?”

“Really good.” You giggle before nuzzling your face into the girl’s chest. She laughs lightly and kisses your forehead as she wraps her arms gently around your frame. You start to tiptoe your hand to the clasp of her bra before you are cut off by a stern look. “What? I want you to feel good too, baby.”

“I do feel good. Right now, with you in my arms.”

“But-“

“Hey, we got all the time in the world to go again, if you let me take you on a date?” Her usual silly and cocky behavior is shifted to a more nervous tone as she bites her lip, waiting for your answer.

“I think we’re past the first date phase, Ria. I have been in love with you for so long.”

“I’ve been in love with you for I don’t even know how long.” Mapi breathes in relief, making you smile widely and leaning up for a passionate kiss. You both soak in everything that just happened and pour all your emotions into this single kiss. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

You laugh at the vibration of her mumbling into your lips, but you all but nod in return, causing the both of you to smile into the kiss.

“Alexia is going to be so happy this finally happened.”

“Wait- she knew about your feelings for me?” You ask in disbelief.

“Well duh, I was pretty obvious and she sees all knows all. The whole team basically knows. You’re just oblivious.”

“Am not.” You pout which makes the blonde pull you back into her chest.

“Awe don’t pout, amor. You’re my oblivious girl.” Mapi tries to reason as you huff in response.

“Ale knew about my feelings too.”

“What?!”

#mapi leon x reader #mapi leon smut #mapi leon #alexia putellas #woso x reader #woso smut #woso imagine #woso fic #woso #lgbtq

[postersofleon]

My Ex Girlfriend Is Still Hot

Being recommended this place was good, apparently they can fix any vehicle at a cheap price, but it's not the cheapness that first attracted Leon into this place. It was seeing his ex-girlfriend covered in oil. It had been years since he had seen her, she looked older, but that that didn't reduce his love.

content: angst, fluff and smut

notes: afab fem!reader x leon, reader is divorced mom, mentions of leon's situation-ship with ada, reader is mean to leon (he kinda deserves it), fixing old relationships, baby!, leon is in love with the past, mentions of leon's unhealthy coping mechanisms. the smut is kinda fluffy. this took forever. rewriting and writing again. blah, anyways, minors, um, be care what you read. don't interact, the standard stuff, sorry. also, um, i don't know how this was. it felt rough, sorry. not prove read and... it's long

taglist: @argreion

He was tired. Leon couldn't deny that his 'exciting' life had bored him and broken him up. It was always issue one or issue two causing problems, but he won't think about it.

All he wanted to do now was fix his poor bike that got destroyed after his fight with Maria. His body was still sore from his body being infected, from his body being hit once again. He stepped out of Chris's truck and entered the garage to fix his favorite vehicle. A teenager was flicking through his phone; the kid was kind of covered by oil stains. Eh, he is willing to trust Claire's recommendations of fixing cars. The kid looked old enough, probably fourteen or fifteen to handle himself here.

"Um, hey." He put his hands on his jean pockets, Leon cleared his throat a bit, "I'm guessing you aren't the owner, huh?" The kid slowly looked up at Leon, he looked annoyed as hell to see him, "Duh." He put his phone back in front of his face. Leon cleared his throat again, "Well, is the owner here, kiddo?"

"Mom!" The kid yelped loudly.

Leon pursed his lips together. This kid had lungs. He heard boots approaching them, a woman appeared, "Sorry about the wait." Her hands grabbed a rag and cleaned her hands up. In that exact moment, Leon immediately recognized her- it felt like a one of those smacks he was used to. Her eyes went on the ground for a bit before looking at his eyes.

"So, how can I help you?" She put her hands on her waist. Leon swallowed his spit that was forming on the back of his throat, "Oh, I was..." What the hell? Was he returning back to his stupid roots when he was always awkward with women. He pressed his lips into a line, his mouth now felt dry as hell, "My bike... it needs to be fixed." Finally. Those poor words seemed to struggle to even pop out of his throat.

She nodded her head, "Yeah, can I see the... damage, jeez." Her eyes widen at the extent of the damage, pieces of the bike were dangling and sections of it was scrapped up and turned into a small balls of metal.

Did she recognize Leon?

Stupidly, that was he first question when she tilted her head to see the damage from bellow. She turned to see her... son. Gosh, Leon just connected the points that this kid was actually her son.

"Hey, bring me the gloves," She cleaned her already dirty hands with her black tank top, "There are on top of engine I just bought." With every word she spoke, Leon recalled how much he adored her.

The kid nodded his head and hurried to another room leaving Leon alone with you Her eyes met his, "Are you sure you wanna fix it up?" She put her hands on her waist, "Everything will have to be replaced, and..." Her eyes trailed off to the room where her kid went, "I can promise cheap, but this baby needs all whole bath on oils."

Leon nodded his head. "Yeah, it's one of my favorites."

She looked back at him, a certain similar twinkle was in her eyes, "Oh, curious, you have more?" Leon felt his heart freeze for a second, "Yeah," Leon muttered softly, "My friend, Claire made me like motorcycles." Leon knew it. He knows she recognizes him, but she making herself like she doesn't remember. Before he could comment her child came back with the gloves, she put them on and got on top of truck, she sat on the edges of the truck and moved the bike around.

"So, how much will it cost me?" Leon asked her.

"By the way you treated her, I want to say 100k, but," She jumped off, "You are lucky I have spare pieces everywhere in this shop. The engine, the clutch, the starting gear- everything got broken one way or another." She took off her gloves for a second, "So, it'll be 20 something. The bike looks from this year so it's pieces might be a little expensive or further on."

Leon nodded his head, "Y-yeah, okay."

Her kid and she got on top of the truck and carefully unloaded it to the ground. Leon swallowed, seeing her get dirty was something he never expected from her. Leon helped her down this time, her hands grabbed his arms to assure a safe fall. "It'll take a while to patch her up." She said. Leon smiled, "You do remember me." He whispered.

She rolled her eyes, "You..." She fell into his trap. Trusting his hands on her body would be a red flag to anyone, but for her... it was normal. Seventeen years without seeing each yet, his touch was normal... still normal. "I hate you, Leon Scott Kennedy." She pushed his hands off her waist. Leon tsked his tongue, "I know you do." He can't even deny it. Yet there was a nice feeling. That sense of comfort he never apparently lost.

She gave him her back, "I'll finish the motorcycle as soon as I can." She muttered softly. Leon felt his body hurt, this feeling was always so familiar. The bittersweet feeling of appreciation. Leon stepped forward without thinking, "I'm sorry." He muttered softly. She gave him the finger.

Leon clenched his jaw. "Are you married?" Leon muttered again in his low voice. "I'm sorry for touching you-"

"I'm not married, and my status shouldn't matter to you." She snapped back. Leon nodded his head. He used to not super care if married women threw themselves at him, but hearing those words made a huge pillow to the fall. Hearing her angry was something Leon barely heard from her. But that's what happens when you just leave.

Her son kept an eye on Leon now.

"Is the kid mine?" He whispered softly.

All he was met with was a witch's laugh, you couldn't stop laughing at his utter audacity. "Y, you think I would just have your child and not tell you?" You turned around, you couldn't even see him in this exact second, but it was your job now tying you to him. You could reject fixing his motorcycle. Though, that will make you weak. He left and you are still crying over the past.

"When I heard about what happened in Raccoon City, I thought you died," You licked your lips, the nerves were shaking every detail of your mind, "Not even a letter, a phone call, a fax." Your hands went towards your face and gently rubbed the veins that were slowly popping. "I waited for two years. You know, like a fucking idiot."

The shop was silent. Everyone couldn't look at each other and... once again your dumb feelings got in the way.

"Then, I find out you saved the president's daughter. That was the only damn news I got from you and it was thanks for the government." You turned around angrily. Finally, those tears began to form under your eyes, it was frustrating seeing that idiot with a smile. You only knew Raccoon City got infected, you knew they bombed it and after nothing. Maybe you were selfish. But... didn't you have that right?

Those feelings. Those damn feelings.

"What was the reason's name?" You asked softly.

Leon blinked.

"Name?"

"What was the person who stole your heart? Made you forget about the people you knew in college? The people in our town?"

Leon swallowed. Would you even understand what he went through? Seeing those mountains of dead bodies forming because he accidentally helped Ada? He wanted to help people so badly that he had forgotten the life he once lived. He was a hockey player who lived with his grandmother until she died when he was nineteen. Yet... was he even that guy anymore?

Apparently, the only person who knew him from the past was you. Only you.

"If I tell you, you won't believe me." Leon sighed, his blue eyes met yours, and a sad smile appeared in his lips. "A little girl named Sherry." He crossed his arms against his chest.

"Yeah, was that an excuse to never call for the last couple of years?" You retorted back. "Leon, you didn't leave for a couple of days or weeks. You were gone for six years until I knew you were alive and another couple of more years happened. You left for seventeen years."

All those years passed, yet Leon couldn't stop looking at you. He nearly forgot your details. Even if you are angry with him, he is happy to remember your face and your voice.

"Sorry." Apparently, that made you angry. You didn't mean to, but sometimes you didn't know how much you dealt with him.

-

You refused many times to see him as you fixed his bike, and Leon was trying to fix what he broke. He wanted to ask about your child, who just played with his phone and sometimes helps.

He wanted to ask about your old marriage.

Leon just sat down beside your son, "So, your mom-"

"Not talking to you." The kid immediately said. Leon nodded his head, "About your mom or about everything?" Leon asked politely.

"Everything."

Great. This kid is stubborn. Leon began to tap his thighs, he can try to ease up the kid and get what he wanted. What do kids think is cool? Gun? Zombies? That was Leon's life in a nutshell. "Alright, I'll tell you about me." He sighed softly. "I'm Leon Scott Kennedy. I was born in 1977, my parents died in a car crash, and I was raised by my grandma." Wow, he truly barely spoke about his past until now.

"I met your mom in high school, but I properly knew her when I went to her work." He could easily now remember how you asked for orders, and Leon mumbled a shy, "Milkshake."

"She... she wasn't my first love, but she slowly turned into my first." Leon sighed softly. He smiled. He couldn't get rid of those feelings, but that sad feeling came into his mind. She was his first love, and he nearly forgot about her.

"When I went to Raccoon City, I thought about your mom. She thinks I didn't, but I did." He muttered softly. He leaned back to the chair, "But once you see your first death, it's not even a normal death," Leon chuckled bitterly, "A zombie eating a person up. Zombies are trying to desperately kill you." He clenched his jaw as he thought about his shitty life.

"I know I should've called. I should've called her and told her I was fine, but I wanted to be a hero so badly. I volunteered to be one of their guys to be trained..." He closed his eyes. He could've just gone home. Gone back to your arms and forget, but it was too late to defend himself.

"I had a girlfriend - Ada, when I was in that life." Leon muttered softly, "I was desperately trying to search your mom in her." Poor Ada. Having to deal with his dumb issues, he caused himself.

"I got angry at her for not being her. I remember when she betrayed me, I was shocked because I knew your mother would never." He rubbed gently his wrist.

The kid turned to see Leon. It's as if Leon could feel the judgment of the kid, "I don't know what to say." The boy turned off his phone.

Leon nodded his head, "Your mom is allowed to hate me." He whispered softly, "I fell in love with another woman that wasn't her yet I begged her to be... her." Leon rubbed his mouth firmly. He wanted to shut the hell up. He didn't want this kid to actually have a valid reason to hate him.

"Don't be like me, kid." Leon muttered softly.

"Wasn't planning on it."

He heard footsteps and saw a guy with silver hair, "Um, hi." Leon crossed his legs. The kid groaned. Before Leon could wonder why your kid would groan at him, the kid muttered the word, "Dad, what are you doing here?"

What? This is the guy you married?

"Don't give me that look, it's the weekend, it's time for you to be with your dad."

Your son stood up. "I'll tell mom-" Before your son could mutter another word, you were already near the door. "Yeah," You forced a smile, "Don't worry about me, kiddo. Just go with dad. You have fun with him." You kissed your son's cheek. The son stood up straight and went outside with his father. Leon and you were only in your shop.

He sighed and you groaned.

"I didn't say anything." Leon defended himself. You turned to see him, "I know, I know your little mind is trying to figure out my life." You turned away from Leon and looked as your child left with his father. Your hands fumbled nervously to your pants' pockets, "The bike is almost done." You whispered softly.

Leon swallowed weakly, "T-that's good."

A small pregnant pause made the two think your life's. Thinking it through in all those picky details that you once not thought about. You are happy with your life, yet you wondered what would've happened if Leon stayed. Leon wasn't happy, but he accepted those details. He thought about him probably being the divorced husband. It was a bitter thought. You deserved a person who would stay with you. Not an unstable guy who was a functional alcoholic until now.

Leon stood up silently and looked at you.

You saw him.

"I'm sorry for leaving." He whispered softly.

"For fuck's sake," You laughed bitterly feeling all those same emotions, "I doubt you missed me, but I missed you." Leon's hands cupped your face, he didn't mind the oils or anything anymore. Sure, his ex girlfriend is still hot, but she looked so beautiful right now.

"I wished I did miss you, but I know I would've been worse." Leon muttered softly. He couldn't even imagine him living his life. He already hated his shitty life and remembering he failed you. But... he still did fail you.

Leon's eyes soften, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He leaned to finish the gap and kissed you. The kiss felt desperate from the two of you. You held him tightly as his lips moved against yours, very politely put his tongue between you two. You slowly pulled away from the kiss; the small feeling of feeling pathetic grew. So many years away from each other, yet his hands belong in your hips.

"I'm dirty." You whispered softly.

His heart clenched. He felt so stupid loving you even more with that simple mutter. "A date." Leon held your hands with his. "I need a date with you. Just you and me."

You couldn't help but laugh a bit.

Was it bad that nothing really changed between you two?

-

The date was in your house. You doubt this date will grow into a relationship, and it would be foolish if it did. Leon was still wearing a normal jacket and shirt underneath it. You prepared food and you two ate. He asked about your child, you answered, but you couldn't ask him about his life outside of you. He didn't want to make you know.

You washed the dirty dishes as Leon looked at you.

What if...

A married couple just enjoying time with each other, holding and appreciating each other. Leon sighed softly, "I love you." He whispered softly. "Thanks." You laughed softly. Your hands felt nervous, trembling a bit as they grabbed the rag to dry up the dishes. You had a question and you hoped he'll answer it.

"Who is Ada?"

Leon's breathing stopped, "Ada?" You heard his conversation with your kid. Your eyes fell down, "Was she important?"

He didn't like the next words coming to his mouth, "Yes, she was." Leon won't lie about that. Ada was the most normal thing in his life. Ada was more in his life than you ever were. You temporarily closed your eyes and felt the small buzzing feeling in your heart.

"I was truly stupid one, huh? Waiting for you." You turned to see Leon.

Leon looked down at his lap. He didn't know how to comfort you, and it felt like a horrible task.

The last time he saw you came into his mind.

You were kissing him repeatedly, and less than twenty-four hours, Ada Wong kissed him, and he couldn't say anything. It wasn't his fault for failing you there. But what came after... it was his fault.

"I fucked up." Leon forced himself to look at you, "I know I did, but you having your child. Having a life without me," Leon stood up, "Don't regret that." In the end, he got what he deserved. Then, for a moment, the idea of you being in Raccoon City, you dying... He would've hated himself even more.

Leon caressed your face again, "Please, I don't want you to regret your life."

"I just hate you." You mumbled pathetically.

"Then, hate me."

Leon and you looked at each other for a while. Before you can say anything else, Leon dropped to his knees and unbuttoned your jeans. "Hate me." His hands rubbed gently your thighs, the softness of your body remained, and he loved it. Being between your thighs was his heaven. He always thought of that. His tongue licked them a bit, and he gently opened your legs open and looked up at you.

Your breath was shakey for a bit before he licked your pussy. His breath and a bit of his teeth was felt, you shivered weakly, but he made the feelings grow a bit more. His hands traced your butt and went underneath your underwear to hold you tightly. His tongue slowly began to lick your folds, gently flicking his tongue in your opening.

"Leon-" Your voice was a different tone of pathetic.

Leon felt himself growing. Your taste... God, your taste... Leon looked up at you again and grasped your butt harsher.

He sucked a bit on your clit. He needed you so badly. You were his first love. You were his first everything.

His hands slowly pulled down your panties. He wanted to avoid crude language in a way. He wanted this to be romantic. He licked a line in your opening. His tongue flirted with your opening until the tip of his tongue was inside of you. You gasped weakly, "Leon..."

Your arousal made Leon grab you harsher. Holding you tightly as his tongue flicked in and out of you. Sucking your pussy and feeling safe again. Your legs almost failed you, and he grabbed you. His tongue moved a bit, sucking and licking your pussy. A small growl escaped his lip, licking your cunt was his only goal right now. You gasped weakly. You couldn't speak properly, but all Leon did was shoved himself deeper.

Your hands grabbed his hair, "Le- Leon." You gasped.

He looked at you, "I love you." Leon muttered softly before kissing you gently. He stood up and held you. "I love you." He kissed your cheek gently. Your eyes closed tightly, feeling exposed, "Can we go to my room?" You asked. Leon nodded his head, he lifted you up in ease. You kicked down your jeans and panties, you needed to remember to pick those up later. Leon walked upstairs, his eyes were focused on you and on his destination.

Slowly and gently placed you on the bed, Leon smiled at the view, "Always beautiful." He muttered softly.

Your head turned away, your cheeks were feeling that flushing sensation. All your blood was on your face with those simple words.

Leon grinned. His fingers quickly unbuttoned his jeans. His hands rubbed his cock, "Do, do you have a condom?" Leon asked softly. You shook your head, you haven't had a one night stand for so long that you didn't have the things ready.

He pouted, "Guess we are doing the college route." The quick fuck and the slip it out.

Leon slid down his boxers, his hands grabbed his cock, "I got better with the pull out." He promised you.

"Sure." You couldn't help but chuckle.

He pressed the tip of his cock on your folds. Leon bit on his lower lip and rubbed his pre cum around your clit. You whined, "L-Leon..." Leon growled softly, "Missed my pretty girl." His cock moved around your folds until he pressed it against your clit. The pre cum was spilling pathetically, Leon's free hand grabbed your hip that kept twitching.

Begging.

Slowly, the tip of his cock opened you up. Your hole was ready for him, he pushed himself deep and deep. Slow and gentle for you.

It had been a while since you slept with someone. Your hands patted your bed and grabbed your covers, "Fuck." Even your voice was pathetic. A pathetic whine that made Leon growl, he pushed his hips until all of him was in you. Your warmth made him want to cum. "I love you." Leon whispered softly.

He began to move, his hips moved away and in; Leon leaned close to you and gasped his air into your lips. His hands caressed your thighs and forced them a bit more open, Leon wanted you.

Leon was never meant to be a rough lover. His stupid life made his mind think everything was cruel, but your whines made him want him to nicer. Leon's eyes met yours. His hips moved faster. Those small facial reactions, your eyes wanting to close and the way your nose twitched a bit.

His hands gently folded your legs against your stomach.

Those small sexual noises were small plops. His hand grabbed your face and caressed your cheeks and neck. He was gone for so long and...

"Why- why are you crying?" You asked.

Leon didn't even notice it. He smiled, "I, I d-don't know." His hand traveled down your hips and caressed your stomach. The new and old details of your skin just made him miss you despite having you close.

Your hands caressed his cheeks and pulled him close. Those gentle kisses were he can melt and turn into nothing. His thrusts turned faster now, he sucked your bottom lip and pulled away. "I need you." Leon muttered weakly. His hands grabbed your hips and thrusted faster. You grabbed the back of his head, "I need you too." You agreed with his words.

Was it lust? Was it the painful feeling of being separated away?

This felt odd. Even the sex you once shared with each other never felt this desperate.

He wasn't going to pull out. His empty promise showed more as he growled weakly, "I have to..." Leon looked at you again and kissed you. His tongue entered your mouth, he licked evert detail... begging. Needing.

Leon groaned and finally came. You hissed softly as you finished as well. He didn't know what else to do but hug you. He didn't want to leave anymore.

#resident evil #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #death island leon

[ghostkennedy]

I HAVE A REQUEST PLEASEE MAKE ONE WHERE LEON AND READER ARE ENEMIES TO LOVERS AND HAVE A SIMILAR SCENE WHERE LEON AND MARIA ARE FIGHTING IN DEATH ISLAND. I HOPE IT MAKES SENSE.

PLEASE YOU CAN IGNORE THIS IF YOU DONT WANT TO DO IT BUT PLEASEE IM BEGGING YOUUU

Demolition Lovers

~DI! Leon Kennedy x fem! Reader~

Leon and beloved Reader are our demolition lovers. Make sure you give that song by MCR a listen. I was worried about this one, but I fucking looooved writing it.

Word count: 2138

Content warnings: the girlies are fighting-physically and vocally, traumatized reader, villain reader, talk of death, attempted murder, knives, blood, strangling, choking, crying, screaming, angst, smut, sexual content, kissing, p in v sex, reader is riding, creampie, unprotected sex

!!!!!!MINORS DNI! GHOSTKENNEDY IS STRICTLY 18+!!!!!!

“Do you always have to get in the fucking way of everything, Kennedy?”

Leon scoffs at your remark. “What am I supposed to do? Let you end the world for some personal vendetta? Is that it?”

You laugh as you step further into the giant lab, having caught Leon meddling in your plans again. The man never fucking stops, does he? He’s been in your business, getting his hands dirty with your mess for years now.

It’s funny how much he still tries to protect you, keeping your treacherous actions a secret, regardless of how many times you come back to attempt the same thing. Somehow still believing there’s a good person inside of you, perhaps a person who could still empathize with him. Maybe if you coped with the trauma, your need for revenge would subside. You’re tired of his wishy-washy bullshit.

You’ll never be satisfied until the whole world knows your pain. Knows what it feels like to lose control of yourself no matter how hard you try to fight it. To watch the world from your own fucking eyes and being locked away somewhere inside your own head. A mere spectator as your hands are controlled by something else entirely.

Every last person left on the planet after everything is said and done will know what it feels like to watch your own hands kill the people you love while there’s absolutely nothing you can do to stop it. 

You shake your head at him. “I’m sorry I have to kill you. It’s nothing personal, I promise.”

“I wish you’d been more creative. You guys always try to end the world. It’s getting repetitive if I’m being honest.”

You laugh loudly, your hand quickly grabbing the knife strapped to your leg and tossing it at the man’s forehead.

Your distraction is not nearly enough to stop Leon from dodging the hit.

He throws himself out of the way of your flying knife and you charge him, unsheathing another knife strapped to your chest.

You’re in front of him in an instant. You kick your leg up in an attempt to knock him off his balance again, but he grabs your ankle and pushes you around.

You recover quickly, spinning around until you’re back face to face with him. Your hand swings the knife towards his neck, but he grabs your wrist.

He goes to kick your feet out from under you, but you quickly jump, kneeing him hard in the abdomen. 

You both recover before either of you can even blink, both back in stable stances instantly. 

You fake out a hit to his face. When he reaches up to stop the blow, your other hand is jolting the knife towards his stomach.

His forearm stops your punch from connecting, while his free hand bashes down into your wrist brandishing the knife, forcing it to fall to the ground with a loud clang.

You pull your now knifeless fist back and go to connect with his jaw, but he arches his back, moving his face back from harm’s way.

In your frustration, you get sloppy, giving Leon the perfect opportunity to pounce.

He straightens his back as you lean down to grab your knife. When your back is curved down, he kicks his leg straight out, swinging it over top of you. His thigh connects with the back of your neck and sends your body crashing to the floor.

Before he can pin you to the floor, you quickly flip onto your back. You dig your nails into his thigh, allowing yourself to slide out from under him as his leg goes stiff. 

As you slide out, you pull his calf roughly, causing his leg to straighten out and him to lose his balance.

Before his chest can even make contact with the floor, you’re on his back. Your hands grab a fistfull of his hair and yank it back as he hits the floor.

You wrap your legs around his neck, locking your legs together as they cross at the front of his neck. 

You bring one of your forearms below his chin, pulling him up at an uncomfortable angle.

“It didn’t have to be like this, Leon.” You say in a fake empathetic voice.

He grunts and his voice comes out strained, “You’re a fucking puppet!”

“So are you!” You yell out. You can’t help but shake your head, “I guess we do have something in common after all.”

Leon flings his body, flipping you over.

Your back crashes into the ground as he straddles your abdomen, trapping your hands at your hips.

“I’m trying to fucking help you.” He gets out through gritted teeth.

Leon feels his irritation growing impossibly larger as you laugh, once again, “I didn’t ask for your help. You put yourself into this shit, that isn’t my fault.”

He stares into your eyes with a death glare and you send one of your own right back at him. 

You can feel one of your knives beneath your thigh. If you can just strain your arm enough, you could pull it closer with the tips of your fingers until you can get a proper grip on it. He’ll just think you’re trying to wiggle out, if you just stretch your fingers enough… there it is! 

In the blink of an eye, you wrap your hand around the weapon tightly and bring it up to Leon’s leg, slicing into his thigh. 

He grunts out and flinches at the sudden sting, and of course, you utilize the opportunity.

You push yourself out from underneath him, rising to your feet and he does the same, ignoring the pain in the back of his leg. 

He surges forward, reaching out to grab you. You jump up and grab a low hanging pipe swinging your legs over his shoulders. Your ankles lock behind his head, but he keeps moving forward, forcing you to let go of the pipe.

His arms reach out to try and push you off of him, but you grab onto his forearms to keep yourself from falling.

He continues forward until his hips make contact with a metal table, throwing your back against the cold surface. He wraps his hands around your throat and you pull your leg against your chest, pushing the bottom of your shoe against his face.

This doesn’t help at all, so you come up with another idea.

You wrap your legs around his waist, gripping him tightly between your thighs. His eyes widen in response and his grip on your throat loosens.

You’re able to gain the upperhand, changing positions and pushing Leon back onto the table. His feet leave the floor as you push him further down the cold metal, climbing up after him.

It’s your turn to straddle him and wrap your hands around his throat.

His hands shoot up, gripping tightly around your wrists in an attempt to pull them away from him. Your wrists feel like they’ll break between his hands, but you only allow that to fuel yourself, gripping his throat tighter.

“Why couldn’t you just stay out of my fucking way?” You yell out, frustrated and somehow devastated that it had to end up this way.

His voice is scratchy as he forces words out of his mouth despite his lack of air, “How–could I–do that? This is–just–too much–fun.”

“Just shut the fuck up!” You grit out through your clenched teeth, “I have to do this, Leon. I have to see this through.”

Leon continues to gasp for air, his face growing red and his mouth forced open. His eyelids flutter as he keeps trying to suck in a breath, but you just squeeze tighter. His hands are shaking around your wrists, his grip slowly loosening.

His eyes roll into the back of his head and a desperate, pathetic noise leaves his lips as the lack of oxygen to his brain takes over.

You don’t know what happens. You don’t know what comes over you, but you let him go. You pull your hands away from his throat and he sputters and coughs as he desperately sucks the air into his dry throat.

His eyes focus back on yours and you don’t realize you’re crying until you lick your lips and taste the salty tears on your tongue.

You’re overcome with so many emotions and for some reason, your frustration turns to pure rage. You ball your hands up into tight fists and start pounding them against his chest, hard. Over and over you punch him and he just lets you. 

You scream at the top of your lungs a banshee-like sound that you didn’t know you were capable of making. 

You don’t see him as your fists connect with his chest again and again. You see the people you lost while being controlled by a parasite. The people you loved dying from your finger on the trigger, your hand wrapped around the handle of the knife, your hands wrapped around their throats.

You’re pulled back to the present as Leon wraps his hands around your wrists and stills them. You’re panting, chest heaving as you struggle to catch your breath. 

His eyes meet yours and you squeeze yours closed, unable to meet him head on. 

“They don’t know the pain. No one knows how I fucking feel.”

Maybe you did lose your humanity to that parasite. Maybe it was too late and you’ll always be this fucked up.

You feel Leon’s warm hands cup your cheeks, “Look at me.”

You slowly open your eyes and see a concerned look in Leon’s eyes. You can’t bare it, can’t bare his worry to be about you. You can’t handle anyone worrying about you anymore. It makes them vulnerable, puts them in danger. Anyone who cares about you is immediately worse off because of the fact.

You just sit there, your face in his hands and your body straddling his hips, lost somewhere deep in your own head.

Your eyes widen when you register what he’s done.

He’s kissing you. Leon Kennedy is fucking kissing you. 

Why is he doing this? Why does it feel so fucking good? Why are you closing your eyes and leaning into the kiss? Why are you bringing your hands up to his hair and tangling your fingers in the strands?

You don’t know what possesses you to reach down between the two of you and palm his hardening cock through his pants. You don’t know what possesses him to reach down between you two as well and hastily undo his belt. You don’t know what possesses either of you and the actions you continue to take, furthering a situation that doesn’t make any fucking sense, but neither of you make any effort to stop. Quite the opposite really. 

He pushes his pants down his hips and you undo the button and zipper on yours and your fingers are shaking so much, fumbling with every move you make and all you know is that you can’t stop.

Not when you’re pushing your own pants and panties down your hips and off of your legs. Not when you grab his underwear and nearly rip them off of his body.

And especially not when you sink your wet heat down onto his hard cock and start bouncing up and down desperately as his fingers dig into your hips and make you go faster.

No. All you can think about is chasing your pleasure and his. It’s the first time in years that your mind has thought of anything besides revenge and forcing others to endure the same pain you feel every single fucking day.

You don’t feel the pain. All you can feel is the way your walls clench around his cock, trying to pull him closer, pull him deeper, until there’s not one single bit of your pussy left that hasn’t been speared on his cock.

And as you throw your head back, screaming out as your climax crashes through you, your mind goes completely foggy. You can’t think at all. All you can do is feel the tingling relief coursing through your body from your powerful release.

You feel his come flood your pussy and it feels so fucking good. Everything feels so good right now. And after nothing feeling good, not even close, for years, you know you’re addicted. 

You don’t have to give your pain to others to somehow release yourself from it. No. You’ve found a way to release it from yourself over and over and fucking over again.

God fucking dammit, Leon Kennedy. Always so determined to find a way to help you and by the grace of God or some other holy intervention, the prick has found it. He’s found it and you’re going to keep giving it to him willingly.

~masterlist~

#leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy smut #leon s kennedy smut #leon smut #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy x y/n #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x y/n #leon s kennedy x you #resident evil #resident evil smut #resident evil fanfiction #resident evil 4 #resident evil 2 #resident evil 6 #smut #leon kennedy fanfic #leon kennedy fanfiction #di! leon #di!leon #death island #re death island #ghostkennedy

[eimids]

Masterlist🤝

Pretty much just woso x reader fics. I might write for criminal minds or marvel (women)

Who I write for!

NSFW alphabet (18+):

Prompts

Alessia Russo: All letters

Alexia Putellas: All letters

Lucy Bronze: All letters

Bottom!Leah Williamson: All letters

Top!Leah Williamson: All letters

Ona Battle: (almost) All letters

Maria Leon: (almost) All letters

Leah Williamson🫶🏻

Tension (18+)

Reader is questioning her sexual identity, Leah’s there to help.

Loving you is all I need

Leah and reader get stuck in an elevator after a fight

Now that we don't talk

Based on 'Now that we don't talk' by Taylor Swift

Forgive me

Leah lashes out on reader and then tries to apologize (18+)

Making up

They say best sex is make up sex? They are absolutely right (18+)

Lucy Bronze😋

Looking like a winner (18+)

Lucy is exited after winning the euros

Mastermind

You ended up in the same room with Lucy. Was it a coincidence after all?

Mastermind part 2 (18+)

Lucy takes you home and fucks you.

Mastermind part 3

The aftermath

Weddings and heartbreaks

R fell in love with the wrong person

I am beautiful

Reader is really insecure about how they look because they’ve gained weight after Ed recovery and they don’t feel good enough for Lucy but Lucy shows reader how much she loves her.

Alexia Putellas

Don't care about them

Reader has gotten mean comments on her social media after her relationship with Alexia came public.

Stay and wait (18+)

Reader allowed Lucy to flirt with her. Alexia didn't appreciate that at all.

I miss you, I'm sorry

Your and ale's relationship and how it came to its end.

Katie McCabe

I can cheer you up (18+)

Reader doesn't get invited when all her friends are going out and she's sad about it. Katie wants to cheer her up.

Vivianne Midema x Beth Mead

The ups and downs

The life after their ACL injuries.

Leah Williamson x Alessia Russo

Two idiots in love (with sex) (18+)

I wanted to write smut so Leah and Alessia it is. This is literally just smut with a little bit of plot.

Leah Williamson x Katie McCabe x reader

Making up part 2 +18

Just smut.

Lionesses x reader

Emotional support water bottle

R has a very important water bottle (blurb)

Big bad flight

R is scared of flying (blurb)

Game day shenanigans

R gets tackled and Lucy isn't happy about it

Overwhelmed

Someone gets a bit too handsy during a fan meeting.

Rise and shine

Reader being hangover

Sickness and Cuddles

Reader is sick and lionesses help

Arsenal x reader

Your worst enemy

Reader is suffering with depression and doesn’t want her teammates to know

Your worst enemy part 2

Reader getting better with the team by her side

#masterlist #woso x reader #woso community #leah williamson #lucy bronze #alessia russo #arsenal #lionesses

[baddestbittyontheblock]

mapi león fic recs

you are responsible for the content you consume‼️

❁⊰ spilling the tea mapi león x fem!reader

❁⊰ one night stands mapi león x reader | 18+., heavy smut, mentions of casual sex, choking

❁⊰ just business mapi león x fem!reader

-a businesswoman reader who is accused of being a golddigger by the team

❁⊰ some days are harder than others mapi león x reader | contains some details of mental health issues and insecurities

❁⊰ socializing problems mapi león x reader | not fluff at all, accidental confession, teenager love, a bit of headcanon, reader being a stupid curious, mapi confessing unintentionally, also mapi being an assertive/passive person.

-You are secretly Mapi's love and you have negative impressions about her.

But that ended when Maria accidentally left her sketchbook on the bench at the locker room.

❁⊰ three is better than one alexia putellas, mapi leon x female!reader | smut

-Mapi invites Alexia to join you two.

❁⊰ disobedience mapi león x reader | smut

-a little blurb/ or headcannons about Mapi being a dom, like what pushes her buttons and what punishments she likes to give out?

❁⊰ everything and more mapi león x reader

❁⊰ the swap mapi león x reader | fluff, suggestive content

-why are suddenly being woken by your cat screaming and not her laying on your chest?

❁⊰ you made your mark on me mapi león x reader

-you fuck up the arrangement

❁⊰ mapi ficlet mapi león x reader

-reader gets sent home from the World Cup through an injury and mapi looks after her

❁⊰ "Go to sleep, I will not leave you alone." mapi león x reader

-reader is a war time reporter assigned to Ukraine

❁⊰ too much teasing mapi león x reader

-reader plays for the lionesses and they have a secret relationship going on, during the euros and the lionesses find out about the relationship and tease her about it

❁⊰ mapi ficlet mapi león x reader | fluffy, mapi being protective

-reader gets injured in the last game of the season for barca and is worried about not being able to play in the wc because of the injury.

❁⊰ shyness is nice mapi león x reader

-a shy and swedish reader. mapi wants to know more about them.

❁⊰ woso couple things mapi león x reader | just mapi dating headcanons, fluff, suggestive content

-If there was one thing Mapi loved most, it was being in your arms

❁⊰ if i was a man mapi león/alexia putellas x readers | talk about the Rubiales case and it's a longer oneshot than usual

-OCs are sisters, face claims are the women in the picture underneath: Luisa Ruiz Moreno is a journalist and is dating Mapi Leon, Elena Ruiz Moreno is a football player for Barcelona and Spain, she's in a long-term relationship with Alexia Putellas

❁⊰ one night stands (pt:2) mapi león x reader | literally just sex and a tiny bit of fluff. Minors dni.

❁⊰ teasing m.león x i.engen x reader

-being taller than Mapi and tease her about it but being shorter than Ingrig and then get tease by her >>>

❁⊰ the kit switch mapi león x reader | implications of intimacy, offhand mention of blood

-“Took you long enough!” You heard someone laugh from across the locker room. Looking up, you saw Mapi standing in the doorway looking adorably smug.

❁⊰ rules are meant to be broken mapi león x reader

-The Spanish national team are in Italy for a friendly, the game just played ended in a 1-1 draw, goals coming from you and Alexia. Both teams had just congratulated each other on a good game of football. The Spain girls now standing with their families. They watch as you and Alexia swap shirts, the later quick to wear yours.

❁⊰ please mapi león x reader

-mapi does CPR on R

❁⊰ powerful mapi león x reader

-Powerful. That was one word you could describe your girlfriend.

❁⊰ collision madness mapi león x reader | mentions of blood, swearing, slight smut implication, teeny bit of playful grop!ng

-in which mapi and the reader are secretly dating, and both play for Barcelona. during a game against real madrid, the reader gets into a nasty collision with the goal post after being pushed into it during a corner. mapi gets extremely protective and angry, earning herself a red card.

❁⊰ mapi blurb mapi león x reader

-mapi x reader where they play each other in the uwcl final. after the game reader asks for mapi’s shirt but mapi is confused as she already has loads. reader replies that she wants to see how good her new colours will look on her. mapi finds out there that reader is joining barca

❁⊰ so it goes (part 3) mapi león x reader | minors dni(swearing, sexual content, phone sex).

❁⊰ like a best friend mapi león x reader | 18+ minors dni, if you don't like butt stuff, do not read this. Cunnilingus, fingering, butt plugs.

-maria buys you a birthday present, then shows you how to use it.

#woso x reader #woso #woso imagines #woso imagine #espwnt x reader #espwnt #mapi león #mapi leon #mapi león x reader #mapi leon x reader #mapi leon imagine #fic recs #fc barcelona x reader #barca femeni #barca fc

[pelova4president]

All eyes on you II

Mapi León x Ingrid Engen x Fridolina Rölfo x Reader

All eyes on you I

summary~ After making their intentions very clear they take control.

!warnings! 18+ smut, dirty talk, making out, masturbation, oral, fingering, praising/degrading, strap-on use, blowjob, orgasm denial, thigh riding

“Maria why don’t you get her ready to take a cock then. I’m sure she’d appreciate that, don’t go easy on her though. You know how we want this evening to go.” Ingrid instructed Maria. They’ve been fucking planning this.

The thought of them planning this out, wanting you like that drove you crazy. With you still between Frido's thighs, Mapi made her way towards you. She made a show of leaning over you to take the blonde behind you in for a kiss. You looked up, trying to see the passionate interaction between the two of them. But Ingrid wouldn't let you, taking your face into her hands and kissing you just as passionate.

Mapi took that moment to slide your panties aside. Spitting on her fingers she rubbed at your clit. You moaned into Ingrid's mouth, giving her easy access to slide her tongue in. She took total control over the kiss, like she'd been doing all night.

Ingrid left your lips swollen. With Ingrid next to you Mapi kissed up your legs, kissing your inner thighs and slowly moving up your pussy. The Spaniard began licking your pussy in slow motions, not wanting to give you satisfaction yet. Both of Frido's hands cup your tits, groping them gently with her palms. Her fingers tug at your nipples, pulling out a string of breathy moans from you. "That's it, make some pretty noises for us." the blonde whispers in your ear.

The defender in front of you began circling your clit. Putting just enough pressure to receive pleasure from it, but not enough to really get anything from it. “Mapi, need more. Give me more.” you moaned out, tired from all the teasing. You just wanted something. “You think you’re the one making calls here? I’ll give you what i want and you’ll take it or you can forget the idea of an orgasm at all.” the replied sternly. Mapi may not be the hardest dom in the room but she still had control over you.

After what felt like forever, she finally pushed a finger inside you. Fucking you slowly, she pushed another one in without a warning, stretching your hole out. And while you're being ruined by Maria Frido's whispering sweet nothings in your ear. "You're so pretty. You're doing amazing sweet girl." she kisses you behind your ear.

Almost reaching your peak you try to let the woman between your legs know. "Mapi fuck- 'm gonna cum." you moan out, your head falling onto Frido's shoulder behind you. But before you could let loose Mapi's fingers disappeared. With a frown you looked down. "Why'd you do that?" you asked her. Her face was soaked in your arousal, "You don't deserve it just yet." she grinned.

Frido stood up from behind you, placing you down next to Ingrid who was looking at you with hungry eyes. Her green eyes were filled with lust, the green being replaced by her dilated pupils.

Frido returned with two strap-ons, a blue one and a bigger red one. Mapi took finally took your dress off, taking your naked body. All three of the women in front of you were fully dressed, feeling so exposed you tried to cover up. "Why are you covering up?" Ingrid asked you confused, her brows knitted together. She looked around, seeing what bothered you.

"Quítate la ropa y no es sólo ella la que está desnuda" the dark haired woman spoke. You didn't exactly get what she said but you assumed it was something along the lines of 'take your clothes off' since they started stripping for you.

Ingrid was wearing a pink lingerie set, the colour complimenting her dark hair and light eyes. And while Frido was taking her clothes off, revealing a blue set, the colour of her eyes, Ingrid undressed the other woman. Mapi wore a simple black thong and lace bra. They were absolutely stunning. "Better now baby?" Frido smirked cockily, securing the strap-on around her hips.

With wide eyes you looked at her, how could she be so fucking hot. "Aw, looks like someone can't use their words, cute. But i think we can make that mouth a bit more useful hm?" You don't have time to respond. Maria's finger intrudes your mouth and she presses down on your tongue. "Suck" she commands, so that's what you did.

In the corner of your eyes you could see the Scandinavian women whisper something to each other. They saw you look and they smirked. "Get her mouth nice and ready for my dick Maria" Frido walked over. She stands in front of you, the silicon dick before you. "Go on, you thought you were the only one receiving pleasure tonight? Suck me off." she bluntly says.

Following her commands you begin taking the tip in your mouth. Slowly taking more in your mouth, on your pace. That was until Frido decided it wasn't enough. "I know you can suck dick better than that." she grunts. You're taken aback by her rough movement bringing her hips forward, forcing you to take the whole length at once, without warning. Trying to keep your breaths steady your open your throat up as much as you could. The tears prick in the corners of your eyes.

"You're doing good, so perfect." Maria sucks your pulse point after saying this, marking sure to leave a mark for everyone to see, "So fucking good for us". Maria was fucking herself next to you, her breaths getting more erratic by the second. Frido was close too, her hips were no longer pushing roughly into your mouth, now her movements were longs and deep.

"Joder- Fuck…" Maria cursed reaching her orgasm. "Jesus, gonna come in this slutty mouth of yours-" Frido groaned, her hips stuttering. Riding her orgasm out she took her dick out of your mouth. It was not that you saw Ingrid again. Mapi was wetting the red cock between her thighs.

"Are you gonna take all of this, pretty girl?" the Norwegian asked. "Yes please" you answered looking with glassy eyes. "So sweet, how can i see no to that face hm." you laid down on your back.

Ingrid teased your pussy, rubbing the tip against your clit. "Please Ingrid, i want you." you tried to convince her to stop the teasing. It worked, she pushed the tip inside, your mouth opening at the feeling of the stretch. Steadily, she moved the red dick further in. Her pounds were slow, almost like she wanted to tease you. "Come on Ingrid, the slut likes it rough." the blonde next to you said. Maria's head was thrown back, riding the girl's cock.

Ingrid started to get rougher. "Like this? Want me to treat you like a slut?" the sound of her hips coming in contact with the flesh of your ass. You bite your bottom lip hard to prevent a moan from escaping your lips as her mouth comes down to bite your neck. "Don't hold back those pretty noises for us." she licks the marks on your neck. You could feel that Ingrid was getting close too. "You're so fucking perfect, need more of you." The words tighten the knot in your belly. "Please please let me come. Need it." you begged once again. "Come for us" Ingrid said coming undone. With a scream of her name you reached your high.

The post orgasm haze was hitting you hard. Your sight was still blurry when Ingrid pulled out, offering you some water. Just when you thought you were done for the night, Frido offered you an offer you couldn't resist.

"Think you can take one more orgasm?" you nodded furiously, ready for another. "Yeah? If you really want one, you can you it yourself. Get off on Maria's thigh." she exchanged a glance with your teammates and gave you a smirk. "But," of course there had to be a catch. "if you don't get off before Ingrid does we get to fuck you whenever, however and how many times we want the whole of next week."

Mapi placed you on her thigh, one leg on each side of her thigh. But of course Ingrid didn't get the same treatment. Frido was giving her fucking head, while you had to do it all yourself. "Go on then, or can't you do it yourself now? We fucking ruined you for everyone eh? Including yourself." Mapi kissed up your shoulder.

You could hear Ingrid moan and the wet sounds of Frido's tongue on her pussy. It only made it harder for you. Grinding yourself down, you just couldn't find the right position. But when you finally did, it was heavenly. And now not only Ingrid was close but you were too. "I know you want to lose. Let her come first, amor." she was right, you did want to lose.

You held your orgasm off as long as you could and when you heard Ingrid reaching her peak you got the green light. Mapi guided you through your orgasm, leading your hips with her strong hands on your hips. "That's it, such a good girl." she praised you.

Tired from all the action you leaned forward, your head in the crook of her neck. The other two women got everything ready in the bedroom for you. "Gonna take you to bed now, okay." Mapi picked you up and walked you to their bedroom. Placing you on their soft mattress she cleaned you up. You felt the bed dip and all the women who ruined you just minutes ago laid down next to you.

Placing a kiss on your head Ingrid spoke, "Get some rest, you'll need it. We won, so this was just a tiny bit of what's to come." You hummed and snuggled into Frido who was already gone. "G' night, thank you" you mumbled before drifting off.

And eventually, they did get to show you their bedroom.

A/N definitely underestimated how hard it was to write an orgy but it's here. Thanks for reading :)

#woso x reader #woso fanfics #woso community #woso smut #barca femeni #barcelona femeni #barca women #mapi x ingrid x frido x reader #mapi leon x ingrid engen x reader #ingrid engen x reader #ingrid engen #mapi leon x reader #mapi leon #maria pilar leon #fridolina rolfö #fridolina rolfo smut #fridolina rolfo x reader #all eyes on you

[merrixmas]

Oh, How The Tables Have Turned

Pairing: Agent Leon x Plaga Reader (Fem)

Summary: Leon was assigned to capture what seems to be a powerful creature for experimentations. But he ends up turning into one.

Warning: Mention of Murders, Infecting, Rape, Dubcon, Creampie, Blood, BDSM, Spanking, Kidnap, Reversing of roles. Dom reader to sub, Sub Leon to Dom. Smut, Aggressive lovemaking

+info: Reader resembles Maria Gomez(RE Movie character) *Not in appearance* but is infected with the dominant plaga. This AU takes place after Re4. Las plagas with a vampire twist, if you see any grammatical errors or change with the pronouns, you didn't.

Word count: 5.4k

Murder reports were increasing during the past few weeks. Some bodies were found bloodless or almost out of blood and this rose the suspicion that the suspect might be a blood sucking monster. And one of the government officials didn't want the public to know what or who caused the murders, as it might be one of those biological threats. And they knew the perfect guy for the job.

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"Hunnigan, are you sure this is the way?" leon asked as he looked around in an empty and abandoned building next to a hospital.

"This is the place where most people went missing and murdered. And witnesses report that the suspect is a female.. with supernatural abilities?" She said as looked at the reports.

"When did I put a detective in my resume? Shouldn't the police or actual detectives be handling this?" He asked as he explored the building.

"The government wants this to stay hidden until we find out if it's actually a blood sucking monster or a mentally disabled person. And your mission is to bring her for examination and we'll cover it up." She explained.

"Hey hunnigan, did the reports say what she look like?" He whispered quietly through the speaker.

"Well reports mentioned that she looked like-" As hunnigan spoke through the communication device, it got feedbacks. Until it was just static.

Maybe the signal was weak here he thought. As Leon looked around, he then heard a giggle coming from the high stack of crates.

The sound of a woman's giggle causes him to freeze in place, his eyes narrowing as he scans the shadows "Who's there? Show yourself, now."

"Why would I? Will you hurt me?" I said sarcastically

A small smirk curves his lips "You really think I'd hurt you? Well, perhaps not intentionally. But if you don't show yourself, I may have to take matters into my own hands. And believe me, you wouldn't like that."

"Is that a threat?" I then leaped off the high stack of crates, landing behind Leon

His trained reflexes kick in as soon as he hears the movement behind him. With a swift turn, he raises his arm, ready to defend himself. His eyes widen in surprise when he sees me standing there, smirking at him.

He swiftly got his gun from his holster, pointing it at me. But before he could, I then kicked his gun away. Using my tail, I wrapped it tightly on his leg, making him stumble with ease.

"Please do tell me, why are you here? in my territory? I expected someone else.." I said coldly with disappointment. My eyes narrowing as it glowed. "You shouldn't be here."

Leon smirks slightly as he regains his footing, his hands held up in a gesture of peace. "Now, now. No need for hostility. I'm just here on a mission, nothing personal." He takes a step forward, his gaze locked on my form.

"On a mission to capture me." my eyes narrowed "I'm not dumb"

"Well, I wouldn't put it quite like that." Leon chuckled softly, taking another step towards me. "More like... dealing with a potential threat. And I assure you, my intentions are purely professional." He paused for a moment, studying me closely.

"I'm doing this city a favor.. I kill bad guys in order to feed myself" My voice dripping with annoyance as I spoke to him

Shaking his head, Leon chuckles lightly, running a hand through his hair in amusement. "Fascinating... It's always been assumed that creatures like you had to feast on human life in order to survive. But it seems like you have a more... unique appetite."

"I have no interest on feeding on innocent lives, makes me feel... guilty and pity" My eyes gazing at his as I spoke truly.

"Guilty? Interesting..." Leon murmurs, taking another step closer to me. He can't deny the attraction he feels towards me, even with the knowledge of what I am. He knew there's something wild and alluring about me. "So, you're not here to hurt me?"

"Not at all. Unless you want me to?" I titled my head to the side with curiosity as I crossed my arms.

Leon raises an eyebrow at my response, his gaze flickering over my body once more. "Oh? And what would happen if I did?" He challenges me softly, taking another step closer.

"Oh, you have no idea." My eyes narrowing as he got closer.

Leon smirks slightly, his heart beating faster in anticipation of what I might do. He grabs my wrist gently, pulling me closer to him as he stares deeply into my eyes.

"You wouldn't even last long" I warned as I moved my tail from side to side

Leon watches as my tail moves, a small shiver running down his spine. He doesn't break eye contact with me, his gaze filled with desire and curiosity. "Is that so?" He murmurs, his voice low and seductive.

You then sensed that something was wrong and you needed to act fast. You wrapped your tail around him before injecting something on his neck.

As he feels the tail wrap around him, Leon's heart races even faster. The sensation of being held by something so primal and powerful is intoxicating. He doesn't resist as he feels a small prick on his neck, his mind already starting to cloud from whatever I injected.

A few hours later, Leon woke up. He was laying down on an operating table with his equipments organized on a bigger table beside him. He noticed that I was sitting on a chair beside him, asleep as if I guarded him during his unconsciousness but failed due to sleepiness.

His surroundings were unfamiliar to him. He tried to sit up but found that he was restrained, unable to move. "Wh-where am I?" He manages to say, his voice hoarse and weak.

As soon as I heard his voice, I woke up. Stretching before standing up to examine his body "In my underground lab."

Leon's muscular body tensed up a bit as I examined him, but he tried to maintain his composure. He thought I was more than he had expected—beautiful, deadly, and now holding him captive. His heart rate quickens as he struggles against his restraints again, feeling exposed and vulnerable.

"Your struggles won't be any use, those chains are very sturdy, handsome." My eyes not leaving his body as I examined him

Leon looks around, taking in his surroundings. He swallows hard, his heart racing as he tries to make sense of what's happening. He hates feeling so helpless, but he knows I'm far more powerful than he is.

"What? you thought I would fall into your trap by seducing me? what a fool." my eyes glowing with anticipation

Leon's eyes narrowed as I approached him, my glowing eyes sending chills down his spine. He can't help but feel a mix of fear and arousal at my words, knowing he had underestimated me.

I leaned closer to him, my face close to his. "Want to be free from those chains?"

Leon's breathing hitched slightly at the feel of my warmth so close to him. He gritted his teeth, trying not to show any sign of weakness as he met my gaze. "And what would you have me do in return?"

"Ahh, well you're not what I need so I'll have to let you go. But not until the parasite in you gets rejected by your body. You see, what I injected into you is similar to the las plagas but it's quite weaker than that, so you won't mutate. But if you go out of my range, you might, I'm only keeping your parasite at bay" You explained as your fingers traced one of his darkening veins.

His heart sank at my words, realizing he had been outsmarted. He tried to hide his frustration, knowing he couldn't afford to antagonize me further. "And what about you? Aren't you also infected with the parasite?" He asked, his tone cautious.

"I am infected with the Dominant Plaga, one that controls the subordinate plagas and their own parasite, but mine is quite weaker than the dominant plaga." I explained.

Leon couldn't help but feel a small wave of relief wash over him. The last thing he needed was to be infected with something like that again. He gritted his teeth and tried to remain calm, hoping I would have mercy on him. "So... why did you inject me with that weak parasite in the first place?"

"I sensed that my rival was also in the building, and that means that he'd kill you. But in order to keep you and I safe, I had to take you with me, but not without the parasite in you." A sense of worry flowed through me as I spoke

He narrowed his eyes, trying to figure out my motives. My words rang true, but he couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this than I was letting on. "You injected me with a parasite in hopes of keeping me from harming you?"

"I don't trust humans but I'll be rest assured you won't harm me if I injected the weak parasite in you, cause I have control over you. as long as you're in my range."

Leon couldn't help but feel a mix of anger and annoyance at my methods. He had to admit, I had him in a tight spot, but he wasn't going to let me control him like this. "And what happens when I'm no longer in your range?"

"You would be out of control, even you won't have the ability control yourself."

Leon smirked, unphased by my threat. "Is that so? Well, we'll just have to see about that. I've faced much stronger threats than a mere parasite."

"Even if it's just a weak parasite, it can still control you. Don't underestimate it, and don't you dare escape. you'll only make things worse" I warned

Leon chuckled darkly, his eyes locked onto mine. He could see the determination in my gaze and knew I meant business. But he wasn't one to back down easily. "Is that a threat or a promise?" He asked, his voice low and dangerous.

I rolled my eyes "You're hard headed than I thought, handsome."

"Maybe. But I've also got more experience dealing with things like this." He retorted. His eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at me, daring me to make a move.

I chuckled before breaking the chains using telekinesis then mentally controlling Leon to feel slight pain.

Leon felt the chains around his wrists break free, and a sudden pain shot through his body. He gasped in surprise, trying to understand what was happening. His muscles spasmed uncontrollably, and he collapsed to the ground. What... What just happened?

"You wanted to test the waters. I gave you an example of my power over you."

Leon groaned, still trying to catch his breath. He didn't like being controlled, but he had to admit that it was impressive. He slowly got back up, rubbing his wrists where the chains had been. "Alright, you've got my attention.

"Finally, I'll bring you to your quarters, no funny business, got it?"

Leon sighed, frustrated by the situation. But he knew better than to disobey my orders. "Yeah, I got it." He reluctantly followed me out of the room, keeping a wary eye on me.

I then led him to the long hallway to an odd looking door. as I stepped closer towards the door it slided open, I then entered the room, gesturing him to follow.

Leon followed me into the room, trying to stay alert despite his fatigue. The room was well-furnished, with a comfortable bed and even a small kitchenette. He supposed it could be worse. "Not bad... for a cell."

"The bathroom is just on the left, all your needs are in here. now if you excuse me, I have research to do."

Leon nodded and watched as I left the room. He closed the door behind me, then made his way over to the bed. It was soft and inviting, but he knew better than to relax completely. Instead, he sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled out his phone.

And when he pulled out his phone, it seemed to be hacked, only having the ability to search online and not able to call anyone.

"Great. Just great." Leon muttered to himself as he looked at his hacked phone. He knew he had to find a way out of this situation, but it seemed like every move he made was being controlled by me. But then his phone rang.

Leon cursed under his breath as he heard his phone ring. He was sure it was me, trying to keep him on edge. With a sigh, he answered the call. "What do you want?"

"Figured you'd find out that your phone is hacked, I'm not dumb. But hey, atleast I didn't hack your search engine to keep you entertained. Just make sure I don't hear you slap your sausage in the middle of the night, my room is just beside yours."

Leon chuckled as he listened to the me on the other end of the line. I was clearly enjoying this power trip I had on, but he wasn't about to let me get away with it. "You know, I had a feeling you might be behind this,"

"Ofcourse, wouldn't want you to call backup on me, do I, handsome?" I responded

"I can't help but notice you keep calling me handsome. Are you hitting on me or something?" He couldn't help but tease a little.

"Want me to call you ugly instead? I'm just being nice to my guest" I chuckled

"I'll take nice over creepy any day," Leon said with a smirk. He couldn't help but be curious about me, despite my strange behavior.

He then hung up the phone. He needed to come up with a plan, and fast. He couldn't let me continue to keep him here, he needed to capture me. He thought for a moment, then came up with an idea.

He then opened his files, seeing that he still had the info about the dominant plaga and the subordinate plaga that hunnigan provided, he went through it, reading and learning about it's abilities.

He found out that his parasite can become a dominant plaga if he were to mate with a female that is infected with the dominant plaga. Once the female with the dominant plaga senses sexual contact, it'll become vulnerable as it prepares to mate with a male that has the subordinate plaga, Leaving the female host weak and will lose their some of their power to be transferred to the male.

When he finished learning about the two types of plagas, he waited for the perfect moment to make his move.

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TWO DAYS LATER..

He had been observing me from afar and knew my routine well enough to time it just right. When he felt the time was right, he charged into action.

It was the middle of the night, I slept in my room peacefully, just wearing my underwear and nightdress. But my peaceful slumber was soon interrupted as Leon silently made his way into my room. His eyes were fixated on me, taking in every detail of my sleeping form as he closed in on the bed.

Slowly and carefully, he climbed onto the bed, his muscular frame looming over my small form. His gaze took in every detail of my sleeping figure, noting the rise and fall of my chest with each breath.

I stirred slightly in my sleep, my parasite sensing his presence but I stayed unaware of it

Leon took advantage of my stirring to slide his hand down under the blanket, feeling the softness of my skin against his rough palm. His fingers traced along my waist before dipping lower, slipping beneath the fabric of my nightdress to explore the curves hidden beneath.

I squirmed slightly from his touch but still remaining unconscious

His touch was firm yet gentle, exploring every inch of my body with practiced ease. Despite my squirming, he continued his assault on my senses, his fingers trailing upwards to cup one of my perky breasts through the fabric of my nightdress. Eliciting a moan from my lips.

He smirked, satisfied by the response he had elicited from me. With a deft movement, he pulled down the straps of my nightdress, exposing more of my skin. "Wake up, doll."

I groaned as I slowly gained consciousness "Don't fight it, doll." His voice was low and menacing as he leaned closer to my ear, his hot breath causing goosebumps on my neck. His hand moved from my wrist up my arm, grabbing hold of the fabric of my nightdress.

I chuckled as I stayed calm, assuming it was just his attempt to kill me. "You can't harm me, Leon. The parasite in you won't like to hurt it's master."

"Oh, but I can do this." With a swift movement, he ripped apart the nightdress, revealing my underwear beneath. His fingers dug into my flesh, causing me to wince in pain.

"So fucking beautiful." He purred, leaning down to capture my lips in a heated kiss. His tongue danced with mine, exploring every corner of my mouth as his hand found its way to my thigh.

"What are you doing-!?" I then tried to cover myself with my hands

"Oh come now, sweetheart. Don't act so surprised. You know what I want." His lips curled into a smirk as he teased the hem of  my panties.

My eyes glowed again but flickered as I lost my composure and became vulnerable to his touch "You little-"

"Oh, you're feisty." He chuckled, pinning me down with a surprisingly strong grip. His other hand moved to cup my panties-clad mound, rubbing teasingly against my sensitive folds.

"You ungrateful bastard.. I sheltered you and kept you in control, and this is how you repay me? Reversing the roles of our parasite?" I groaned as I struggled against him.

"Well, I am here to capture you, and it seems you're quite the catch." His fingers dipped beneath the fabric of my panties, teasingly brushing against my already sensitive clitoris.

"Besides, I intend to do much more than that," he murmured against my skin as his tongue snaked out to trace the shell of my ear. His fingers continued their teasing assault on my sensitive folds, rubbing harder and faster against my clit.

"A-aahh- ngh... You fucking perv..." I moaned as I squirmed

"Much better." He grinned, his lips trailing down my neck to nip at my earlobe. His fingers thrust into my wet panties, filling me completely as he began to move them in and out, setting a relentless pace.

I cried in pleasure as I couldn't do anything because of my vulnerable state "N-not there.. mmh-...."

"Really? How about I fuck you where you're the most vulnerable?" He growled as he pulled his fingers out to slapped my ass

"You thought I wouldn't know, huh?" He smirked, taking advantage of my vulnerability. He grabbed my neck, gently squeezing. My eyes widened in fear as I realized he was not playing around.

The glow from my eyes faded as I became vulnerable, leaving me powerless over him as the master plaga in my body thought I was going to mate

Leon chuckled darkly, his grip tightening slightly around my throat. "Now, now... no need for that," he said mockingly. "I just want to have a little chat with you." His other hand moved down to grope my breast.

Leon smirked as he felt the glow of the creature within him responding to my words. It was like a drug, this power they shared. "You're not the first one to use me for their own gain," he growled lowly, I yelped in pain as his fingers digged deeper in my flesh

He pushed himself off of me, his eyes boring into mine. "Now then," he purred, "let's see what kind of information you have for me." His hand moved to unbutton his pants, revealing the bulge of his erect cock straining against his boxers.

I panted heavily from the release of his grasp on my neck, My eyes widening from fear.

"Oh, don't worry," he said with a wicked grin. "This won't hurt... much." He pushed down his boxers, freeing his throbbing member. It was thick and veiny, the tip glistening with precum.

I then tried to stand up from the bed and run but he caught me before I could even stand up

"Now now," Leon purred, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me back onto the bed. He straddled my hips, his thick cock rubbing against my soaked underwear. "Where were we?"

"Fuck you..." My eyes narrowed in frustration

He chuckled darkly, his hands sliding under my panties to grip my hips. "That can be arranged," he whispered huskily as he yanked them down, exposing me completely to him.

I squirmed as I tried to cover myself

"No need to be shy, darling," he said, smirking. "You're already exposed." He leaned down, his mouth hovering just above my breasts before he flicked his tongue out and circled my nipple, causing it to harden.

"The parasite.. it's controlling you mentally..."

"Oh, is that so?" He taunted. "Then how about I prove to you that I'm in control?" He pinched my other nipple hard, causing a small yelp to escape my lips. "Tell me, who am I thinking about fucking right now?"

"Do you expect me to know when you made me powerless.." I murmured

"Oh, I think you do," he purred, his hands moving down to cup my ass cheeks. "You know exactly who I'm thinking about." He squeezed my ass before giving it a hard smack."

"That's it, darling," he whispered in my ear. "You like that, don't you?" His hands slid down to my thighs, spreading them wider apart. "I can feel the parasite inside you, desperate for release.

"N-no..." I denied as I squirmed against him

"Oh, really?" He chuckled darkly. "Then why are you getting wet for me?" His fingers brushed against my sensitive folds, feeling the moisture that had accumulated there. "Your parasite wants me to fuck you,"

My eyes widen with realization "This can't be.."

"Oh, but it is," he said, his fingers delving into my folds. "And I plan on taking full advantage of that." He thrust a finger inside me, feeling the tightness that clenched around him."

"S-stop-! I c-command you!.." I shouted as I tried to stop him from thrusting another finger in me.

"Such a turn on, hearing you beg like that," he murmured before sliding his tongue out to trace the shell of my ear. "But you can't command me, not when I'm the one holding your leash."

"Looks like the tables had turned" I thought. Before, I was in control over him, but now he controls me..

"Exactly," he whispered, his voice laced with satisfaction. "Now, let's see how well you perform for me." He thrust another finger into me, stretching me further as he continued to tease my sensitive spots. "

I moaned from the pleasure as he teased me, my back arching as he thrusted two fingers in me

"You're so wet, so needy..." His fingers continued their relentless assault, causing a wave of pleasure to wash over me. "I bet you're dying for me to enter you, aren't you?" He positioned himself at my entrance, his large cock teasing my folds.

My legs shook as he teased my folds "N-no... please..."

"Please what?" His voice was low and menacing as he positioned himself between her spread legs, his hard cock throbbing with need. He didn't wait for an answer before and thrusting into her, filling her completely with one powerful stroke.

I gasped as he filled me up, his thickness stretching me impossibly tight. He began to thrust slowly, hitting my deepest spots with each powerful thrust.

shivers ran down my spine as I arched my back

"That's it," he groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly. He began to pound into her, his cock hitting against her walls with a wet slapping sound.

"P-please..." I whimpered as he pounded in me

"Please what?" He growled again, his hips slamming against hers with brutal force. His cock stretched her to the limits, hitting deep within her core with each thrust. Tears ran down my cheeks as my body shook uncontrollably

Feeling her body shake and quiver beneath him only seemed to fuel his desire. He pulled my legs up over his shoulders, forcing himself even deeper inside of me. His powerful thrusts matched by the loud slaps of skin on skin as he took me roughly. I whimpered as his thrusts became more brutal

"You like that?" he whispered huskily, his lips brushing against my ear. His hand continued to play with my ass, squeezing and slapping it in time with his relentless pounding.

His thrusts becoming even more powerful. He reached down to rub my clit in tight circles, pushing her over the edge as I trembled under him

"Once I'm out of my vulnerable state.. oh I'm gonna make fucking-.. remove that parasite out of you and retrieve my abilities.." I murmured

"And what if I want to keep you around after that?" he growled, picking up the pace as his hips slapped against mine in a rhythm that was both primitive and erotic. "Maybe I'll find a way to tame this wild thing inside me, without your control."

"Your powerless over that parasite in you. You're not even used to it's power yet, only I can control it fully." I contradicted.

"We'll see about that," he snarled, his eyes flashing with determination. He gripped my hips tightly, pulling me closer to him as he began to move faster and harder inside me. "I won't let some pathetic creature take control of my life."

"So, how exactly do you plan on doing that, hmm?" His thrusts hitting a particularly sensitive spot inside me. "You think you can outsmart me? Prove it." His breathing gets ragged as he drives deeper and faster into my wet heat.

I looked away, unable to respond to him as I knew I was powerless right now

He continued to thrust into me, his cock hitting my g-spot with every move. "You're mine now, got it?" His voice was low and menacing as he pounded into me, showing no mercy. "I'll break you if I have to."

A white ring formed around his cock as I got close to orgasm. He smirked as he saw the white ring forming around his cock. He increased his pace, pushing deeper and harder into me with every thrust. "Come on, baby," he growled. "Give it up for Daddy."

My moans got louder as I was on the brink of cumming, and soon enough I cummed, convulsing under him as I gushed out creamy liquids.

Leon let out a low, primal groan as he felt me cum around him. He continued to thrust into me, his own orgasm building rapidly. Finally, with one last powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside me and released his seed. His body tensed as he came, filling me up completely.

"Good girl," he said, panting heavily. "You gave it up so nicely for Daddy." He pulled out of me slowly, watching as the last drops of his cum dripped from his cock. "Now, don't you go thinking about running off or anything."

I knew I couldn't, the roles of the parasites changed, he now had the master plaga while my parasite now needs his control.

"You're going to be a very naughty girl." His tone was both threatening and aroused. "But that's okay," he said with a smirk, "I can deal with it." I panted heavily as I was laying on the bed, vulnerably.

He smirked, enjoying the sight of me vulnerable and exposed. "Now," He said as he sat on the edge of the bed, "we can do this the easy way or the hard way."

My eyes narrowed as I listened to what he said

He smirked, running a hand through his hair. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you unless you give me a reason to." He paused, his eyes studying your face intently. "Besides, you've got something I need right now.. I need to feed on someone with pure blood. Preferably someone like you."

Feeling a surge of fear and weakness, I grip the sheets tightly Y-you mean... you want to... feed on me?

Leon's smirk widened, revealing a hint of fangs poking out from his upper lip "Is it so hard to believe? I've already made the choice, and there's nothing you can do to stop me."

Trembling, I try to protest "No... I mean, I don't want to... I can't..."

"You can't?" Leon arched an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest. "Do you know who you're talking to, doll? I do not take no for an answer. Now be a good girl and sit still.

As much as I hate begging, I didn't want him to feed on me as I might die from it. "P-please-.. isn't there any other way?"

Leon stares at me for a long moment, his icy blue eyes piercing my soul. "You're so fucking cute when you're scared. Just sit still and let me have my way with you."

I felt that there wasn't any other way to convince him otherwise, and so I let him do his thing.

Leon took a moment to appreciate my submission, a rare sight that he savored. He moved in closer, his cold gaze never leaving mine.

"Just make it quick..." I murmured as he slowly, he extended a hand and gently traced it down my body, his touch sending shivers down my spine.

Leon chuckled softly at my plea, his hand trailing a teasing path up my naked form. He leaned closer, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, "I can't make any promises... I might take my sweet time."

My body trembling against him as I titled my head to the side, exposing my neck to him

"Good girl." His husky voice was filled with satisfaction. He leaned down, lowering his mouth to my exposed neck. The cold sensation of his lips against my skin was the only warning I got before he sank his fangs into my flesh.

I whimpered in pain as I let him feed on my blood, my hand on his shoulder as the other gripped on the bedsheet

He fed without mercy, drinking my blood while I trembled beneath him. His teeth sinking deeper into my flesh. He savored the taste of my blood. He lets out a low, satisfied hum, his hand gently rubbing my thigh as he continues feeding.

He then lifted me to his lap, facing him as he fed on my blood "P-please, I can't... I can't handle it anymore..."

Leon chuckles softly, wrapping his arms around my waist. He continues feeding, His voice is low, a teasing rumble in his chest. "Shhh... You can handle it. Trust me..."

"H-how much longer d-do you need?" I stuttered as I felt pain flow through me

Leon's grip tightened on my waist as his feeding became more intense, his body pressing against mine as he continued to drink. "I'll stop when I'm satisfied." He murmured against my neck.

"A-ahh-... ngh...." I moaned as I felt his feeding become more intense

He continued to feed, ignoring my moans of pain. Every drop of blood offered to him was savored, his body twitching with pleasure. When he finally pulled away, his lips leaving a bloody trail on my neck, a small satisfied grin played on his face.

I panted heavily as I started recovering from his feed. my head nestling under his neck

His arms wrapped around my slender frame, pulling me into the warmth of his body, his strong heartbeat offering some semblance of comfort amidst the throbbing pain caused by his feeding. His grip was firm yet gentle, a comforting contrast to the primal need that he'd just satisfied.

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[samkerrworshipper]

massage therapy | mapi leon x reader

mapi gets injured… reader tries to resolve some of the tension in her body

warnings: injury, hurt/comfort, smut, cunnilingus, fingering

“Maps, baby, I swear to dios just let me massage your knee, I have to, hermosa.”

María just glares at you from her position sitting on the couch.

She’s been next to unbearable ever since her meniscus injury, rightfully so, you would be two if you had no choice but to stop playing the sport that you loved for months.

But the whining, the wayward glares, the constant anger and tension is beginning to get to you, beyond it making you annoyed at your lover, you were worried about her more than anything.

Mapí had her fair share of mental health problems in the past, the two of you had gotten through them together, but whenever something like an injury arose it always seemed to signify the start of a rougher patch in her mental health.

So that had been your main focus, making sure that María’s mental health stayed intact, you thought you’d done a fairly good job, mentally she was doing well, but attitude wise she was acting like a little bitch.

Always snappy and critical, always annoyed about her lack of mobility, always refusing your help.

Alexia had attempted multiple times to reign her in on your behalf, the Catalan woman had practically moved in as soon as the news of the injury had come in, insistent on being a support system for her best friend, but it worked to no prevail, Mapí was angry with the world, with her knee, with everything that moved or breathed.

“Estoy bien.” I’m fine

Her words are forced out, gruff and croaky from her spot on the couch.

You’re pretty sure there is a half permanent Mapí shaped dent in the pillows that your girlfriend had been living in the last week or so, ever since her surgery.

“María, when are you going to stop being so stubborn and just accept my help?”

For a person who had some fairly serious surgery just over a week ago, Mapi was a menace, trying to do everything on her own, which was fairly hard when you were hopped up on pain meds and hardly mobile.

“Estoy bien, ni siquiera estoy adolorida.” I’m fine, I’m not even sore.

It’s a complete lie, Mapí’s been moaning and groaning for the last half hour as she tried to find a comfortable position amongst the pillows and blankets.

She’s practically crafted a nest on the couch, a big pile of blankets absorbing her completely.

“María, por favor.” Maria, please

Your use of Spanish seems to draw her attention, it’s not your first, or second language, you don’t speak it very often.

Both you and María understand each other's languages, just find it harder to speak them, so it just works that you normally speak in English and she normally speaks in Spanish, it saves either of you from having to awkwardly translate all of your words every time you want to talk with your girlfriend.

“Pequeña, estoy bien.” little one, I’m fine

Estoy bien seems to be at the forefront of Mapí’s vocabulary recently, it’s always I’m fine, even when she’s lying through gritted teeth and teary eyes.

You stand up from your spot sitting at the kitchen table, tiptoeing towards Mapí slowly, a deep frown set on your face.

Mapí’s watching some Spanish soap opera, something you're unfamiliar with, which makes it seem like it's more background noise for her than anything of interest.

You walk around the couch, until you’re standing in front of her, blocking her view of the tv so she’s forced to look at you.

“You can’t tell me your knee isn’t killing, the physio said it needed to be stimulated daily, let me help you, love.”

Mapí bites down on her lip, there is so much frustration playing across her face, so much anguish.

“Estoy bien.” i’m fine

It’s like being repetitively punched in the face, hearing the same two words fall from her lips, it’s incredibly aggravating, all consuming.

“María, you aren’t fine, hate me all you want, push me away, but give me the respect of not lying blatantly to my face over and over again.”

Mapi’s whole body tenses, her face scrunching up at your brutally honest words.

“Princesa, no es así.” princess, it’s not like that

You don’t give up, not when you know that this might just be your opportunity to get something back, anything at all.

“Maps, just a massage, we’ll go at your pace, your muscles need to be strengthened and that starts with loosening them up, por favor.”

María’s face is stubborn, unmoving.

She’s fairly good about recovery, doesn’t need any reminders to do her exercises or move her knee as often as it needs to, the massaging is the only thing she can’t do by herself, and because its Mapí that you’re talking about, she’d never ask you to help her with it, or accept a offer from you to help her.

You take her recovery seriously though, and you’ll be damned if she misses out on a crucial part of her recovery just because she is too bullheaded to ask for some goddamn help.

“No necesito ayuda.” I don’t need help

You scoff, it’s the biggest lie ever, Mapí can’t walk without crutches, can’t stand for much longer than a minute, she needs help with almost everything.

“Maps, I love you so much, no matter what, but this whole independence thing is just getting annoying. I’ll make you prawn paella for dinner if you let me give you a massage, how’s that for a deal?”

It’s Mapí’s weakness, you know it, it’s one of her mothers oldest recipes that she taught you when she was still alive, whenever Mapí’s having a particularly hard day it’s always your go to, it’s her comfort food.

“Promesa?” promise?

You nod your head, smiling to yourself as you realise that you’ve managed to somehow convince Mapí.

“I promise, I’m going to go and get the massage oil, can you try and take off your sweatpants for me, please, love?”

Mapí nods at you, a little smile teasing at the corners of her lips as she watches you walk off into the direction of the cupboard where the both of you keep all of your recovery related items.

You were quick to find the oil and creams that you required, returning back to Mapí to find her sitting on the couch, her sweatpants pushed to the side leaving her in just her boxer shorts.

Her knee was the only part of her legs that weren’t visible to you, hidden by a brace and plethora of bandages and gauze.

You perched yourself down on the pillows beside her knee, ditching the items in your hands and gently reaching for Mapí’s brace.

She flinched away from the contact, her knee jerking at the feeling.

“Maps, baby, just relax for me, yeah?”

She nodded, her teeth gritted, her eyes watching your every move around her knee, trying to gulp down her worries and discomfort that originated from places beyond her knee.

Once she’d relaxed a little bit more, you reached for her brace again, she still flinched, but it wasn’t as major, and you decided to continue, reaching for the velcro, exaggerating your movements so Mapí had a clear view of everything you were doing.

Once you’d managed to undo the velcro straps you gently un tightened it and then slid it down her leg, leaving gauze and bandages as the only thing covering it.

“Deep breaths Maps, if anything hurts or feels uncomfortable just tell me, sí?”

Mapi nodded at you, she looked like a woman who had just run a marathon, her face all scrunched up and red.

“Sí, gentil, por favor.” Yes, gentle, please

You smiled at her, nodding, like you’d ever be anything else.

“Sí, I’ll be gentle, how about I tell you what I’m going to do before I do it, just so you have some warning, would that make you feel a bit better, love?”

Mapi nods like your words are her saving grace.

“Okay, I’m just going to unwrap the bandages now, just let me know if anything hurts.”

Mapí nods her head, so you continue on, finding the tucked in part of the bandages and beginning to unwrap them, your touch and movements feather soft.

You flex her knee a little bit and notice how her face crunches up a little bit, you hate that she’s in pain, that something that should be so simple and basic for her has become a struggle.

She doesn’t tell you to stop though, so you continue, slowly unravelling the gauze and bandages until you are met with the sight of her bruised and swollen knee.

The stitches had been removed two days ago, so the scar is risen and red, but luckily, not infected.

You notice how Mapí’s eyes suddenly drift from her knee, you know she’s been struggling to come to terms with her injury, that she’s been denying it as much as one could.

“Maps, I’m going to apply some oil, I’m just going to start with your lower leg, nothing near your incision, just tell me if anything is uncomfortable, okay?”

Mapí nods, so you reach for the oil bottle and a towel, gently lifting her knee to slide the towel under her near and then dripping some of the oil onto your hands and then gently pressing them to Mapi’s shin, snaking your hands behind to her calf and working your fingers into her muscles.

The only thing you know is that she’s extremely tight, her calf and achilles practically pushing against you as you lightly apply pressure to the skin.

It takes a generous amount of time working up her calf, working out all the kinks and knots, María is lenient enough though, she looks like she’s in a different place, normally you’d probe her, check if she was okay, but you know that you’re winning right now by having her allow your to do this, so you count your wins and not your losses.

“Maps, baby, I’m working up to your knee and incision now, I know it's going to be uncomfy but the muscles need to be jostled, tell me if anything hurts, okay.”

María’s eyes are glossed over, but she nods absentmindedly.

So, you daintily and carefully begin the trek up to Maria’s knee, your fingers dancing around her non incision side, gently giving the tissue and muscle a rub before moving your fingers to the other side.

You start by just hovering your fingers over her scar, something that seems to capture her attention, and has her throat bobbing as she looks down at you with wide eyes.

“Maps, honey, talk to me.”

It’s clear there are words waiting on the tip of her tongue, and if you can get her to voice them that you will.

“Por favor.” please

It breaks your heart how vulnerable Mapí sounds, it truly does.

“Please, what, love? I’m going to need more than that.”

Mapí pushes her tongue out against her front lip, a fairly clear tell that something is turning the cogs in her head.

“Por favor, no me hagas daño.” Please, don’t hurt me

Your heart clenches at her words, your fingers removing themselves from the scar and gently resting down on her thigh, your palm flat and open against Mapí’s skin.

“María, I’m not going to hurt you, and definitely not on purpose, I’m trying to help you. I know it might not seem that way, but if you relax for me it’s definitely going to feel better.”

Mapí scoffs, sarcasm seemingly ready on the top of her tongue.

“Maps, you need to relax honey.”

Mapí’s face scrunches up, her nose and eyebrows furrowing together.

“No puedo.” I can’t

You don’t doubt Mapí, which makes it so much harder for you to reply to her, because she genuinely looks like she’s struggling, and somehow frustrated.

“Maps, honey, why so tense?”

There’s an inkling of an idea beginning to form in your head, but you don’t want to read this wrong, and a part of you wants to hear what Mapí has to say.

“Tus manos están en mi muslo.” Your hands on my thigh

You snort a little bit, but then reign yourself in when you see the unfamiliar hopelessness on María’s face.

“Yes it is, what’s your point?”

You're toying with her a little bit, for your own fun and genuine curiosity.

“No puedes poner tu mano ahí.” You can’t put your hand there.

If Mapi wasn’t whining at you, you would remove your hand, but there’s neediness hiding behind her tone, that leaves your hand exactly where it is.

“Why not?”

You cock your head at her, pushing down into her thigh a bit and choking on air when an almost breathy moan leaves her mouth.

“No cuando no puedes terminar lo que estás empezando.” Not when you can’t finish what you are starting.

You smirked up at her from your spot hovering between her sore knee resting on the couch and her good leg which is resting off the couch.

“Why can’t I finish it?”

This is uncharted waters with injured María, ever since her knee injury all bedroom activities had been abruptly stopped, you were terrified of hurting your lover and Mapí was always tired or grumpy so it hadn’t really been an issues.

It was clear though, that the both of you were apparently desperate, and as fearful you were of hurting Mapi, you also knew she had given a lot of herself to be this vulnerable with you, so she probably deserved some kind of reward.

“Princesa.”

Mapi’s whining again and all you can do is smile up at her.

“Usted no quieres?” You do not want?

Mapi shook her head, her deep brown eyes sparkling down at you.

“Por favor.” please

You knew that was permission enough, but you were enjoying seeing her slightly vulnerable.

“Please, what?”

María’s almost glaring, a little twinkle in the corner of her eye.

“Por favor, ayúdame.” Please, help me

You would have probed further, if her eyes hadn't fallen down to the centre of her boxers, her hand resting on her hip gently tugging at the waistband of her boyshorts.

“You want this?”

Mapí nodded frantically, making you giddy on the inside.

“Pull your boxers down for me baby, I think it’s time I massage more than your leg.”

Mapi moaned again, her hands falling directly to the waistband and tugging it off with as much force a crippled individual could.

“So eager baby girl, how long have you been needing me?”

Mapí doesn’t reply to you, just continues to tug her black boxer shorts down her ass and carefully over her knee and ankle before tossing them somewhere.

When you look up, you're rewarded with the view of María’s dripping sex, her clit poking out of it’s good and her hole clenching around nothing, her hips canting up to you desperately.

“Look at that, you're all wet for me and I haven’t even touched you where it matters.”

The noises that leave Mapí’s mouth are completely sinful, her head leaning back against the couch, little pleas leaving her mouth.

You trail your fingers up from her thigh, gently grazing against the inside of her thigh until they finally make it to her lips.

You do the same with her lips, trailing wet and sloppy kisses up the inside of her knee and thigh, until your lips come into contact with her dripping and throbbing clit.

You don’t waste any time, trailing a single finger down to Mapí’s hole and swiping up some of the wetness before gently beginning to push it into her eager hole.

Mapí’s pussy practically sucked your finger in, you fell into a fairly easy pace, your mouth suckling gently on her clit whilst your singular finger worked in and out of Maria.

When there was absolutely zero resistance or stretch you began to ease a second finger in, slowly increasing your pace and your pressure on her nub.

Normally, in situations like these, when you and Mapí hadn’t been with each other intimately for so long you’d take your time, show her just how much you loved and appreciated her, but this wasn’t the moment for that.

Mapí needed love, she needed to be worshipped, but in this moment you were acting as nothing more than a relaxant for her, a tension reliever, which you were completely fine with, if it made her feel better than you would do anything for her.

You found her sweet spot, the little pad inside of her and began to target it directly, simultaneously sucking on her clit and caressing her g-spot.

It was a combination that never failed to work during a quickie, sending her directly over the edge in a matter of minutes.

This time was no different, you could feel Mapí tightening around you, her hands finding home in your roots and tugging you up eagerly into her.

Her moans all of a sudden stopped and her hands relaxed, not a second after that she tightened around your fingers and her thighs spasmed on both sides of your head.

You gently worked her through her aftershocks, only removing your fingers when all of the post orgasm shakes had left her body you moved you reached your hand up to her mouth, allowing her to suck her own taste off of your dexterous fingers whilst you lapped up any of her leftover juices and cum that was dripping out of her.

Once Mapí had sucked every last drop off your fingers and you’d salvaged every last bit of her pussy juices you lifted your head out of the apex between her legs, to be rewarded with the sight of a far less tense looking María León.

“Feeling a little bit more relaxed now, bebé?”

Mapu just gave you a little post orgasm grin, her eyes glassy in a completely different way as how she had been a few minutes ago.

“Si, muy relajada.” Yes, very relaxed.

#woso #woso community #mapi leon x reader #mapi leon #mapi león #mapi leon imagine #barca femeni #injury #on my knees for mapi #woso imagines #woso imagine #woso smut #woso one shot #woso fanfics #woso soccer

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𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 || 𝐌𝐀𝐏𝐈 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍

pairing: mapi Leon x reader, fcb femeni x reader

request: ‘could I request a mapi fic where they start on different teams then reader moves to barcelona and they become best friends, everyone thinks they're dating then eventually they get together'

summary: after you transfer to barcelona you get very close with a certain defender, who, luckily enough for you, starts to develop feelings which you happily reciprocate.

warnings: slight sexual themes but no smut other than that its just pure fluff with the occasional swear word

word count: 3.5k

a/n: i upgraded from google translate to spanishdict so hopefully the spanish is more accurate, thank you to that one anon who told me about that. we’re also going to ignoring that alexia has torn her acl :)

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“Man United sensation, y/n y/l/n, has agreed on a three year contract at Barcelona.”

“Manchester United defender, y/n y/l/n, is set to transfer to Barcelona on a three year deal.”

“Y/n y/l/n is set to join Barcelona next season on a three year deal.”

“It’s the end of an era for y/n y/l/n at Manchester United as they are to join Barcelona this upcoming season on a three year contract.”

“I’m sure you’ve all heard the news.” Jona told the team. “We have a new player joining us today.”

A course of excited murmurs erupted around the room from various different players. You were known as being one of the best defenders of your generation.

You’ve spent your whole life at Manchester United up until this point. You decided that a change of scenery would be the best fit for your career at the moment. It was a hard decision to make but ultimately one you couldn't turn down.

Having seen that Keira and Lucy had joined Barcelona made the decision just that bit easier, knowing that you’ll have people there that you already knew.

You were excited to join Barcelona as you knew how good of a club they were, you were also looking forward to getting to know the top class players that had made that team their home.

“I expect you to give them a warm welcome,” Jona continued, “they should be arriving any minute now.”

As if on cue you arrived at the training ground, you stood with your manager as you looked at your new team.

“Hola.” You greeted as you looked at your new teammates, sending each of them a smile.

As you were looking at all the girls, your eyes stuck on one blonde, you kept eye contact a little longer than expected and you sent her a smile just like you did with the other girls before turning your attention to Jona

“This is our new defender, y/n y/l/n.”

The team introduced themselves individually, until there was one person left.

“Hola, I’m Maria but most people call me Mapi.” She said as she gave you a charming smile.

“Hey, I’m y/n, but you already knew that.” You chuckled as you scratched the back of your neck.

“I’m looking forward to playing together.”

“Yeah, me too, maybe you could teach me a couple of things.”

“I’m sure you’ll be the one doing the teaching.”

“I highly doubt that.”

“Okay you two,” Patri interrupted as she slung her arms around both your shoulders, “stop flirting. The rest of the team want to get to know our new defender.”

Your first day went by like a breeze, you got to know the team and vice versa.

It was now a couple of weeks later and it was your first game of the season. Barcelona against Real Madrid. An El Clasico.

“Nervous?” Mapi asked as she sat beside you in the locker room.

“A little.” You replied as you finished tying your laces.

“Don’t be, you’ll be the best player on the pitch, other than me of course.”

“Don’t let Alexia hear you say that.” You chuckled.

“She’ll agree with me.” Mapi shrugged.

“Sure she would.”

The first half went by and no one had scored yet, but that was about to change. Barcelona received a corner. You made your way into the box and got ready for the cross to fly in.

A beautiful ball was sent in and it was making its way right towards you. Jumping up, your head connected with the ball and sent it flying into the back of the net. However, instead of celebrating you went down clutching your shoulder.

A Madrid player had pushed you as you were in the air causing you to land on your shoulder at an awkward angle. Your team was quick to surround you, pushing away the opposition.

“Hey, y/n?” You heard Mapi call out. “Look at me.”

You do as told and you turn your head to the side to look at the blonde defender. Clutching onto your shoulder, you let Mapi peel away your hands.

“I scored.” You said, your voice coming out as broken, desperate to not let the tears fall.

“You did, it was a great header.” Mapi smiled before she looked up and saw the medics rushing towards the two of you.

“I’m going to get taken off, aren't i?” You mumbled, seeing the medics begging to crowd around you.

“Just to make sure it's nothing serious.” Mapi said, “I’ll see you after the match, okay?”

“You better win it for me.”

“Will do.” Mapi said as she let the medics take over and walk back to the rest of your teammates.

“Can you stand?” One of the medics asked and you gave them a nod. They helped you get to your feet, walking off the pitch with you. The stadium clapped as you walked off, your teammates sending you smiles and nods of determination.

The medics did some check ups on your shoulder and luckily nothing was broken, just a nasty bruise beginning to form.

Instead of going back out to watch the match, you gave yourself a quick shower and changed your clothes before waiting in the locker room. You soon heard the disruption of your team coming back in signifying that the match was over.

The girls soon piled into the locker room with huge smiles on their faces, which could only mean one thing.

Mapi was quick to come and sit down next to you to tell you all what happened after you went off. The final score was 3-0 which made your smile broaden.

“Hows the shoulder?” Mapi asked as she bumped her shoulder into yours.

“Ouch.” You mumbled as you brought your hand up to rub it gently.

“Oh, lo siento, I didn't-”

“It’s fine.” You chuckled, “I’m only messing with you. I hurt my left shoulder, not the right.”

“Te odio.” Mapi mumbled.

“No you don’t,” You grinned, “and it's fine thank you, just bruised.”

“I was worried it was something worse, you went down quite hard.”

“It's gonna take a lot more than a Madrid defender to knock me down, figuratively, not literally.” You said, causing Mapi to let out a chuckle.

The two of you continued to talk, throwing in jokes here and there, completely forgetting there was a whole team surrounding you both.

“I reckon they’ll get together at the end of the season.” Sandra mumbled as she stood beside Alexia.

“Are you sure they’re not already together?” Alexia questioned, “I mean, look at them.”

The two watched as you and Mapi laughed at something you saw on your phone, leaning into one another, having no space in between you.

“I just hope they know what they’re doing.”

A couple of weeks went by and the champions league was back. Your first game was against Arsenal, meaning you had to travel back to England.

You were a little nervous going back to England as it had been a while since you’ve played there, and although it was your home you found a new one in Barcelona.

The last time you played in England was for the Euros final in Wembley, the thought bringing a smile to your face. You were sitting next to Mapi for the flight and it was fair to say you weren't going to be sleeping at any point.

The two of you conversed for the whole journey, up until you had an hour left when you both decided to watch a movie. Halfway through the movie you felt yourself get a little drowsy, leaning your head against Mapi’s shoulder.

The defender didn’t mind it though, instead she shifted a little so you were more comfortable and she placed her head on top of yours. The two of you continued to watch the movie completely oblivious to the rest of your teammates giving you knowing looks.

Once the plane landed you were quick to separate from each other, not really knowing what to do or say, you both collected your bags and walked off the plane.

It wasn't awkward per se, just unknown. To what you were feeling and what could happen with said feelings.

The coach journey to the hotel that you would be staying in, you sat by yourself, not voluntarily, it was that Mapi had decided to sit with Ingrid.

Once you arrived at the hotel you were each assigned rooms with one other teammate. You weren't really concentrating on who you were going to be partnered with and once your name got called out you snapped your head up from your phone.

“Y/l/n, you’re with Mapi.”

“Great.” You muttered, you weren't mad at the fact you were rooming with Mapi, the complete opposite, you were elated. It was that you felt that she didn't feel the same way.

“Ooh, y/n and Mapi sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g.” Pina sang loudly causing the girls to erupt into laughter.

“Vamos, y/n.” Mapi smiled, ignoring her teammate and walking over to you. She grabbed her bag with one hand whilst she slung her other around your shoulders.

The two of you walked towards the elevator and made your way up to the room you'll be staying in for the weekend.

“What room are we in?” You asked as you tapped your fingers along the handle of your suitcase.

“Uh, 116.” Mapi replied.

“Cool.”

“Yeah, cool…”

The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened revealing a hallway with rooms on either side. You walked a little way down before you came to a stop in front of your room.

“You want to do the honours?” You asked as you motioned to the door.

“Yeah, okay.”

Mapi used her key card on the door and opened it to show the room where the two of you would be staying in for the weekend.

“After you.” You said as you let Mapi walk into your room. “I’ll take the bags.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, promise.” You trailed closely behind, carrying all the bags with you. Letting Mapi walk off to discover everything the room has to offer, which only included two beds, a bathroom and a balcony.

“Which bed do you want?” You questioned as you placed each suitcase onto one bed.

“This one?” Mapi said, pointing to the bed furthest away from the balcony.

“Yeah, no problem.” You smiled as you moved your suitcase over to your bed.

“Are you alright?” Mapi asked as she sat down on her bed.

“Yeah, why?”

“I don't know, you just seemed a little different after the plane journey here.”

“Oh, no, nothings wrong.” You said. “Promise.”

“What are we meant to do now?” Mapi wondered as she leaned back onto her bed like a starfish.

“How about we go do something?”

“Like what?”

“Anything you want.”

“I have no idea, you’re meant to be the tour guide around here.”

“Okay,” you chuckled, “have you got a coat?”

“Yeah?”

“I know where we can go.”

“Are you sure we’re even allowed to go out?”

“Since when were you likely to abide by the rules? And what the team doesn’t know, won’t hurt them.”

“Alright, let's go.” Mapi said as she put on her coat and waited for you by the door. “Lead the way.”

You put on your coat and opened the door gesturing for Mapi to go before you.

“So chivalrous.” Mapi teased.

“Shut up.” You mumbled with a smile.

The two of you walked out of your room and to the elevator. Pressing the button for the rooftop, you both waited in a comfortable silence until the elevator came to a stop.

Letting Mapi out first, you placed your hand at the small of her back and led her to the front of the hotel.

The two of you got onto the underground and made your way to Hyde Park corner. From there you walked down the streets of London, talking to each other about anything and everything. After a little while of walking you finally reached a coffee shop.

You opened the door and let Mapi walk in before you followed shortly behind.

“Anything specific you want?” You asked as the two of you stood in the queue.

“Just a Latte.”

“Oh, fancy.” You chuckled, earning an elbow to the ribs from the defender beside you.

“Alright, what are you getting?”

“A tea.”

“Typical Brit.” Mapi smirked.

“Shush you.”

After you paid for your drinks you both went back onto the streets of london and into Hyde Park. Walking around and occasionally pointing out the odd squirrel that you would see, you both made your way over to the lake and sat down on a bench to look out and over the water.

You were sitting a little ways away from Mapi till you saw her shiver and you slid yourself closer to the blonde, placing your arm behind Mapi’s back and on the bench.

Mapi rested her head on your shoulder as best as she could, seeing as you were a little taller than her. Pulling Mapi closer to you, you continued to look at the lake, not saying much, just enjoying the tranquillity of it all.

The two of you sat in a comfortable silence, taking in the beauty of London at night. Mapi’s head darted around at the scenery. Pointing out the small details she saw or anything that would bring a smile to her face.

“It's really beautiful.” Mapi said as she focused on the way the moon glistened on the water.

“So beautiful.” You muttered, instead you weren’t looking at the view per se you were looking at the woman next to you.

"Can I ask you something?" Mapi asked quietly as she looked up at you.

"You just did." You joked as you smiled down at her.

“Hilarious.”

“Sorry, what did you want to ask me?”

“Do you ever think about what it would be like if you never moved to Barca?”

“Not really.” You replied as you played with your cup of tea. “Why?”

“No reason, it’s just you were sort of Man United's golden player.”

“I felt as if I needed a change.” You said, “I’m glad I did move.”

“How so?”

“I met you.” You smiled, “Cheesy, I know.”

Mapi moved slightly so she wasn't leaning against you but still in your arms. She gently placed her hands on either side of your face making sure you were looking at her.

“Y/n.” Mapi whispered.

“I'm pretty sure I didn't meet you for nothing.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“​​You have no idea how much I like you.”

“Y/n-”

“You don't have to say anything jus-”

“Shut up and kiss me.” Mapi said as she took your chin in your hand and pulled your face closer to hers.

Your breath fanned over her lips, eyes darting between hers.

“Kiss me.” Mapi whispered.

And so you did.

Serging forward you crash your lips against hers. Soft kisses of exploration and passion soon turned into one of want and need very quickly.

Your hands were quick to find themselves tangled in her hair, before they settled on her waist as you pulled her to sit on your lap. Both of your drinks have fallen on the floor, completely forgotten.

You swiped your tongue across her lips and she whimpered, granting you access to her mouth. She hummed into your mouth and raked her hands through your hair in contentment, then coming down your neck then resting on your shoulders.

As you broke the kiss, Mapi gently bit onto your bottom lip letting it go with a smirk. The defender's breathing was erratic, her heart practically beating out of her chest, her hair standing in all different directions. But to you she still looked like a goddess.

“I really like you.” You said softly.

“I really like you too.” Mapi replied with a smile. “What does this make us?”

“Whatever you want us to be.”

“I want to be with you but can we keep it between us for a little while?”

“Of course, whatever you want.” You smiled, “how about we go back to the hotel before people become suspicious about where we are.”

“Okay.”

It was two month after the champions league game against Arsenal and you were back in Barcelona. You and Mapi still haven't told anyone that you are together, but you didn't mind.

The two of you were sneaking around and it seemed to be getting harder and harder everyday, you had a feeling that the team knew but they just needed that extra bit of confirmation.

It was after practice one day and you and Mapi were down a corridor, away from all the rest of the team.

“I feel like we haven't gotten any alone time this week.” Mapi mumbled as she placed her hands on your waist, pushing you against a wall.

“Do you want to come over later?” You asked, breath hitching when Mapi planted her lips on your neck.

“I’d love to.”

“Okay-” Just as you were about to speak you heard voices making their way closer to the two of you.

Thinking fast, you pulled Mapi away from your neck and into an old equipment cupboard. Both your bodies pressed up against each other, chests rising and falling at the same time.

As Mapi was going to talk, questioning why you both were hiding, the voices got closer so you gently placed a hand over her mouth and you leaned in so your mouth was by her ear.

“Don’t make a sound.” You whispered. Pulling back slightly, you saw Mapi nod.

Every bone in your body was screaming at you to make some form of a move, so you did. Placing opened mouth kisses along her neck making your way across her throat as she dug her nails in your back. You kissed below her right ear and she moaned your name.

“Quiet, love.” You whispered as you pulled away before continuing your assault.

Content that you had found her sweet spot, you began to suck, leaving a dark bruise. Mapi was too blissed out in absolute euphoria to realise her volume was beginning to increase.

“What did I say, amor?” You questioned as you pulled back so your noses were touching.

“I need to be quiet.”

“As much as I love to hear you screaming my name, you might want to lower your voice unless you want someone to see us.”

“Or why don't you just take me back to your place?”

“That can be arranged.” You smiled as you gave Mapi a quick kiss before pulling away completely.

As the two of you stepped out of the equipment cupboard, you were met by a couple of your teammates standing outside.

“Shit.” You mumbled.

“Mierda” Mapi said.

“Qué diablos.” Alexia muttered as she saw the dishevelled hair and rapid breathing.

“You two are fucking?!” Claudia shouted.

“What?” You asked, shocked. “No? Why would you ask that?”

“You two just came out of a cupboard after training and you expect us to think you were looking for equipment and not certain body parts?”

“Well..” You trailed off.

“How long have you been ‘friends with benefits’? and were you even going to tell us?” Lucy questioned.

“We’re not friends with benefits.” Mapi said as she turned her head to look at you, silently asking if it was okay to say you two were together with you giving her a nod in return. “I’m in love with her.”

That you didn't expect.

You had been together for two months and you were yet to say the ‘L word’ and Mapi had just said it in front of your friends.

“You love her?” Alexia asked.

“You love me?” You questioned, completely stunned.

“Yeah.” Mapi said softly. “More than anything in the world.”

“Even more than football?” You teased.

“Even more than football.”

“I love you too.” You smiled as you placed your hand at the back of Mapi’s neck and brought her face closer to yours, capturing her lips in a kiss that was nothing but full of love and adoration.

You two pulled apart when some of the girls started to fake gag and make kissing noises. Only pulling apart so your foreheads pressed together, nose brushing past, smiling against each other's lips.

“Still want to go to my place?” You whispered.

“Definitely.”

“Want to make a runner?”

“In three?”

The two of you silently counted to three and sprinted away from your friends teasing manners, laughing as you ran all the way to your car.

“Te amo.” Mapi said as she pushed you gently against your car door, placing soft kisses on your lips.

“Careful, amor.” You said as you wrapped your hands around her shoulders.

“Say it back.” Mapi sulked, pulling you away from your car and placing her head in the crook of your neck, wrapping her hands around your waist, swaying you side to side.

“Te amo mucho, mi amor.”

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[alyhorse6]

Alyhorse6′s Menu

The Word Brewery

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~ “What’s This Feeling?” | pt. 2 ~ Clementine

~ “Good Boy” ~ Albert Wesker

~ “I’ll See You Sunday” ~ Albert Wesker

List of Syrups

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Ladies:

Ellie Williams (tlou)

Dina (tlou)

Abby Anderson (tlou)

Vi (Arcane)

Jinx (Arcane)

Caitlyn Kiramman (Arcane)

Sevika (Arcane)

Mel Medarda (Arcane)

Clementine (twdg)

Violet (twdg)

May Grant (911)

Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)

Ginny Weasley (Harry Potter)

Lana Winters (ahs)

Violet Harmon (ahs)

Misty Day (ahs)

Zoe Benson (ahs)

Cordelia Goode (ahs)

Maria Salazar (Deadly Class)

Saya Kuroki (Deadly Class)

Petra (Deadly Class)

Chloe Price (lis)

Max Caulfield (lis)

Snow White (twau)

Holly (twau)

Jill Valentine (RE)

Claire Redfield (RE)

Ada Wong (RE)

Kate Laswell (COD)

Lara Croft (Tomb Raider)

Gentlemen:

Joel Miller (tlou)

Jesse (tlou)

Jayce Talis (Arcane)

Viktor (Arcane)

Ekko (Arcane)

Silco (Arcane)

Lee Everette (twdg)

Louis (twdg)

Javi Garcia (twdg)

Luke (twdg)

Buck (911)

Eddie (911)

Harry Potter (Harry Potter)

Ron Weasley (Harry Potter)

Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter)

Mattheo Riddle (Harry Potter)

Sirius Black (Marauders)

Remus Lupin (Marauders)

James Potter (Marauders)

Peter Pettigrew (Marauders)

Tom Riddle (Marauders)

Tate Langdon (ahs)

Kit Walker (ahs)

Michael Langdon (ahs)

Marcus Lopez (Deadly Class)

Billy Bennett (Deadly Class)

Lex Miller (Deadly Class)

Wil Wheaton (any character)

River Phoenix (any character)

Bigby Wolf (twau)

Leon S. Kennedy (RE)

Chris Redfield (RE)

Carlos Oliveira (RE)

Albert Wesker (RE)

Simon “Ghost” Riley (COD)

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish (COD)

John Price (COD)

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick (COD)

Alejandro Vargas (COD)

Rodolfo Parra (COD)

Shop DOs

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I WILL write for any ship from the fandoms above, except for the ones I list in the things I won’t write.

I WILL write smut, smutty things I won’t write listed in the things I won’t write.

I WILL write angst minus the things I have listed… once again in the things I won’t write.

I WILL write x reader stories.

I WILL write for my OCs if you happen to take *that* much interest in them.

I WILL write LGBTQ+ stories (obviously bc I’m a member of the community)

Shop DON’Ts

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I WILL NOT write for Jilco, Caitjay, Vijay, Jakko, Javi x Clem, or Luke x Clem. Keep in mind that this is all romanticly, if you request these ships platonically then I am happy to write it.

I WILL NOT write incest, age-play, non-con/dubcon/rape-play

I WILL NOT write angst involving suicide

I WILL NOT write anything involving homophobia, transphobia, or racism.

Coffee Shop Rules

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If you request something and don’t see it, it either did not meet my criteria or I just haven’t gotten to it yet (please have patience, I’m a “busy” person because of horses💀)

Before reading please pay attention to warnings above posts, it saves you, me, and everyone else a whole lot of trouble.

When it comes to smut, MDNI and Ageless blogs dni.

Please respect when I announce that requests are/are not open. It’ll probably be a while before my request box gets backed up seeing as I have like three total followers, but it’s still a rule for the future.

No hate comments targeted towards me or anyone else.

Writing is a big passion of mine and I would love to write requests for any of you! If you listen to everything above then we can all get along and everything will remain easy and smooth sailing!

-Aly