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It feels weird making a request but I hope you don't mind if I ask for a Sunkissed Swoon? Preferably a MHA character (◍•ᴗ•◍)

I'm a girl with brown skin, shoulder-length black hair and pretty short--like 5'3" aka around 164cm. I'm an INFP-T (if that helps at all), so I'm introverted, but a huge hopeless romantic whose into all of that lovey dovey jazz. I'm a little silly goober too so humor is just a nice touch!

I hope this is alright! And congratulations on 200!!! You really deserve it :3

HI!! THANK U SM SWEET GIRL <3

for your match, im thinking hawks! i feel like he’d be the type of guy to show you how exciting romance really is and give you new experiences and stuff regarding all that lovey dovey stuff ! your personality’s i feel would match eachother in a way that you both can help eachother in a lot of aspects let it be daily troubles, about eachother or just questions about whatever comes to mind!

Hey klee!! I just finished RE4R but somehow I can't stop thinking about RE2 Leon!!! Help!! Got any ideas for some fluff (or smut hehe) surrounding college-boyfriend!Leon?? It might be a little niche but it's consuming and rotting my brain I can'ttt I have a couple thoughts but I'm wondering if you have any headcanons or drabbles on how he'd ask you(or reader) out, would you get to see him between classes (maybe he's in the academy, or maybe he's in college w/ you), hmmm maybe what it'd be like if you were sharing a place... idk something wholesome!! (or maybe a lil spicy but I don't really have any ideas about that besides Leon being a switch/sub)

Omg I'm so into Leon being a switch leaning towards sub :3

Here are my takes/headcanons about Leon Kennedy being your silly college bf!!

Afab!reader

SFW:

-We're most likely talking about RE2R Leon so I could totally see him doing something super cheesy like bringing you roses, face masks, and hugs from behind

-He's 5'8" aka 172cm so he's a pretty tall guy. So hes just 10x taller than you but is such a softie.

-This man can cook!!! Not much to really work with in a college dorm (I'd say so at least but I'm not a chef) but Leon would definitely have a few cooking tricks up his sleeves that are simple and easy to do

-The typa guy to stay up with you to cuddle and watch movies. Depending on the day he might not even pay attention ;)

-Might be a slight self insert, but if you're in a performance arts major/in the school's plays, Leon is definitely there to support you and would go to every show you're in.

-he gives off "beauty and brains" kinda guy. He definitely played some sort of sport in high school. Probably baseball or lacrosse. And he definitely has mostly As and Bs. This man is just so damn good in school--and he looks good? Dream come true

NSFW:

-Since he's in college, he's younger. And since he's younger Leon, he's definitely a sub-leaning switch.

-He's most likely not a virgin but he practically has no experience. So you could definitely pretend he is one

-Just imagine him whimpering and whining on the bed in your dorm room. His poor pink tip leaking precum while he waits for you to stop teasing him.

-"F-fuck--please please please! I-I need-i need you so so bad..." He says as you're kissing all over his body except the thing that needed the most attention

-and when you actually do touch it? Oh the pretty boy is so relieved. You're giving the head of his cock kitten licks as you jerk off the rest.

-but when you start giving the sloppiest blowjob or begin riding him? He's on cloud nine. His cock twitching from the warmth wetness if your mouth--or he's whining and gripping onto your hips and thighs from your tight, wet pussy as you ride him.

-This man probably has the best cum shots. After you climax, you pull off of him and immediately begin to jerk him off. That alone has him gripping at the bed sheets and bucking his hips into your hand as cum spills all over his torso.

-Since he's inexperienced, you either fall asleep next to each other after, or you help clean him up for aftercare

-did I mention he makes the more prettiest noises and cutest faces when you dom him? His little mouth hangs open, his face is flushed and hair sticks onto his forehead

(I would do some for when he's top but I'm in a femdom mood)

Everybody knows that I'm a good girl officer

Hehehehe supportive cop Leon letting me get away with arson

Playing Dangerous

Leon Kennedy x Female Reader

Warnings: Language, smut, p in v (18 and up)

Inspired by this

“Fucking dick!” you shouted, staring at the video, “Fucking asshole!”

You were lounging in your lace (very see-through) nightgown at your boyfriend’s, ex-boyfriend’s, mansion when you saw the secretive video. He was away on a business trip and you were finally off the road from touring. The two of you haven’t seen each other in months, due to your music career and his company being the CEO. 

But that didn’t get in the way of your love, at least that’s what you thought. The long phone calls where you would talk for hours and then the calls where you did more than talk, meant nothing to him. All the flowers he sent before each show were there, filling your dressing room with its sickly sweet scent. You should’ve known it was going downhill when he brought his assistant to your lunch date, and you should’ve known something was off from the way she lazily regarded you, how she sat next to him. She walked in a manner as if he were hers. Perhaps at that time, he probably was. Every time you called him from halfway across the country, she was there in bed with him, or sucking him off as he called you his “little singer”. 

You throw your phone, staring at the ceiling through blurred eyes, angry that you’re hurting after ignoring the signs. He’s supposed to be coming home late tonight, going to the office to look over some paperwork, but you knew that he was with that bitch. Or, she was with him at the office, being in your bent-over position on his desk. “Fuck,” you say again, thinking of the dinner that you cooked, the cake that you’re baking. Hell, you’re even wearing a new lingerie set, a pretty dark red against your skin. Despite the hurt, you continued watching, seeing him sit her down, and plunge his face in between her legs. 

The video ended shortly after, leaving you trying to rationalize why. She was definitely more attractive than you, much happier to lean on him. She definitely tried to see everything from his perspective, but the most damning thing was that she was always there and you weren’t. That alone was all he needed to cheat. Finally, your sadness gave way to anger, eating you like a fire. Slashing tires, and breaking items can only do so much, so you decide to hit him where it hurts. Since he loves her so much, he can live with her. 

So, you fell asleep as your cake was baking, causing you to forget about it. As you were sleeping, you felt incredibly warm, waking up to nothing but smoke. You barely made it out, but thank goodness you were there alone. That’s the story you would tell, you decided staring at the flames. Watching them claw at the night sky as if trying to reach for the stars. The sound of sirens made you jump from your seat on the ground. An officer, a young one, jumped out of the car, his eyes widening seeing the flames. He spoke into his radio as he ran over to you, taking you by the waist to lead you away from the fire. From this angle, he looked akin to a puppy, with bright and big ocean eyes, and lips that gave you the softest smile, reassuring you that everything will be fine. His tenderness almost scared you, it felt so foreign, and then you realized why, his features were never that soft with you.

He opened the car door, seating you inside. He placed his jacket over you, “You okay, Miss?”

“Just a little shaken,” you say looking at the fire.

“Okay good,” he gave you a smile that weakened your heart, “Better to be shaken than burned.”

“I’ll be right back,” he began to walk toward the fire, causing you to take his hand.

“Officer ..,” you saw his badge, “Officer Kennedy, it’s dangerous, and no one else was inside, just me.”

He nodded, walking off again to talk on his radio. He then returned to you, his eyes taking your body briefly before he pulled out a small notebook. “Thank you for being concerned,” he says.

“What are you talking about Officer Kennedy?” you asked, pulling his jacket up, it was just so comforting, feeling right on you.

“About the fire,” he smiled, still making you weak, “But danger is my job, I keep people safe. Also, please call me Leon.”

“Okay Leon, I’m y/n l/n,” you say, and when he repeated your name it was heaven itself. Another sure sign that your desires were reaching for the stars like the flames. 

He then asked you questions about the fire, when did it start and how? You kept your story, though you felt bad whenever you would meet his angel eyes. He asked you why you were here and if you lived here. You told him that you were cooking for your partner, and seeing his face drop with slouched shoulders wanted you to make it clear that he is now your ex. After the questioning, he leaned against the cop car, staring at the fire, his fingers constantly moving. 

The silence allowed you to get another good look at him, noticing his slim yet muscular frame. Blonde-brown hair that was blowing in the wind. You mumbled how you felt so much safer with him and he dropped his head, running his hand through his hair as he mumbled thanks. So cute, you thought feeling your emotions run ahead of you. 

You two continued to sit in a comfortable silence, as you played with the ends of your nightgown. As you were doing that, you noticed Leon stealing glances, which you let slide at first, feeling a dangerous spark from those eyes. Then you felt the states become longer and bolder, Leon finally noticing that the nightgown is see-through, revealing the lingerie. 

“Is everything okay Leon?” you say, “Oh! My nightgown, I’ll cover it.”

“You don’t have to,” his eyes widened, becoming visibly ill, “I mean it’s up to you. Shit,” he sighs, “It looks nice.

“The nightgown or the lingerie?” you laugh, causing his face to match the flames. Then you got an idea, “Let’s switch places.”

“What do you mean?” he asks. 

“My turn to be the officer,” was all you said as you forced him on the seat. 

“So, Mr. Kennedy,” you pulled out your phone as if you were an interviewer, “Why did you join the RPD?”

He stared at you smiling as he playfully shook his head, “I knew that I wanted to protect people ever since I was young. I mean in my school years, I always stood up to bullies who were huge compared to me.”

“Quite the hero,” you say, thinking that he’s perfect, “But why this city, this department?”

“I love Raccoon City,” he began, his eyes finally resting on yours, confidence in his voice, “But this city needs work, and I want to help it, and all communities in it,” he chuckled, “I just want to protect innocent people.”

“Including poor damsels like me?” you tease.

At that Leon looked at your body again, now having a better view of you. He swallowed hard, before mumbling yes miss. You could feel him mentally removing the nightgown revealing the lacey lingerie material that shows off your chest. The underwear was just as equally thin, with straps that connected to a lace piece wrapped around your thighs. This was supposed to be for your ex, but maybe Leon will enjoy it instead. 

“Do you usually work so late and alone?” you asked, ignoring how his hands were resting over his crotch though your smile was light. 

“Um … no. I just started,” he struggled for words, “First night alone .. Fresh from training.”

“Your girl must be worried then,” you say, smile now gone with the realization, that you’ll be no better than your ex, “Sorry for keeping you so late,” you managed to laugh pointing at the fire. 

“There’s no girl,” he blurts out, “At least … there isn’t now. Been like that for two years.”

His desire is evident now in those stormy eyes. Giving you the confidence to get closer to him, inches from his face. His lips were so soft up close, and you fought the urge to kiss him right there, “Have you ever thought about dating a singer?” you were closer now, scarcely feeling his breathing, “Would you date a singer officer?”

“I’m guessing you don’t have a partner,” he says and you nod. The air between the two of you is finally clear.  

He pulls you onto his lap, shamelessly taking off the nightgown. His stare gave you goosebumps in the fire’s heat and his light kiss on your neck nearly caused you to come undone. “You’re beautiful,” he breathes against your neck.

You shakily breathe his name as he continues to kiss your neck, nipping as he goes lower to your chest. His hands weren’t idle, both finding your chest and kneading your chest, squeezing your nipples, rolling them between his fingers. His lips finally found yours, crashing into you like a hurricane. The feel of his tongue against yours was powerful as you began to become aware of, only concerning yourself with all things Leon. The fire, your ex, everything all faded away by Leon’s hands, by his kiss. It was just him and you, and all you wanted was to fade into him wholly.

You let your hands palm at his pants, clenching around nothing as you felt him getting hard under your fingers. Feeling impatient, you undid the buckles and pulled his boxers down. His cock came out, angry and already leaking, causing your heart to tumble at the sight seeing how large he was. 

“Please,” Leon croaked out, and you knew what he wanted, what he needed. 

You nodded, causing Leon to move your underwear to the side, exposing your dripping pussy. You then got over him, sinking down. He groaned feeling you around him, his hands digging into your sides. He then smirked, touching the side of your face, and tracing his fingers over your lips, “Are you just going to sit there and look pretty? Or are you going to move that body of yours?”

So, you did as he said causing a beautiful sound to fall from his mouth. As you grind your hips against him, chasing your high by crashing down on him. You threw your head back, feeling him come up and meet you as you crashed down. He hit all the right places, filling you just right by hitting your sweet spot. Your mouth was only able to form his name, repeating it like a sacred prayer. You then looked down at him, causing impossibly more butterflies in your stomach. His eyes were squeezed shut and his mouth was slightly open, whispering jumbled words of praise. 

You touched your clit, rubbing desperate circles and feeling the pleasure build up like a bomb. The extra sensation caused you to clench around him even tighter, your name dripping in honey coming from his mouth. 

“Le … Leon,” you whined feeling him move your finger. 

 He placed your finger in his mouth, his tongue swirling over it. He was drunk on your taste, on you, hazy eyes filled with desire. His eyes were dark with it, giving the impression that they did not belong to him. But they focused on you, saw you, and you can swear that you think you’re falling in love. He held you down, rubbing new circles on that same sensitive area, all the while thrusting up. Your moans filled the police car as you grind on his dick, against his finger. 

“Leon … Leon more,” you begged, fucking yourself against him, “More please,” the bomb was getting ready to explode. The knot in your stomach coming undone. 

He obliged, making the circles on your clit harder, thrusting up into you harder and faster. You became sloppy at first, losing somewhat of a rhythm of grinding into him as your body began to shake, your legs jello. Next thing you knew, a white-hot pleasure erupted in you, engulfing you like a flame as you came on his dick. But he wasn’t done with you. He kept on slamming into your abused hole, the overstimulation causing you to try to get out of his grip but he was too strong. Or, maybe you just didn’t want to leave. Now he was chasing his high, thanking you for being good, for still being tight. You couldn’t think, you couldn’t talk. Your mind was in a haze, dumb off of his cock. You came again, another cry coming from your mouth, which Leon called beautiful. 

Leon’s movements began to falter and stutter, signaling that he was close. He sat up, pulling you into a deep kiss as he came, some of it spilling out of you. The two of you finally pulled apart, your pants filling the comfortable silence. You moved some hair that was sticking to his forehead, and he gave another tender kiss, full of promise. He wraps a jacket around you, holding you against him. You don’t know why, or what convicted you to talk. It could’ve been the intimate moment that you shared or his calming heartbeat, but you did. “Do you ever think about her?” you asked, “Do you miss her?”

You felt him shift and tense, but he still held you. “I did think about her a lot. I mean, I saw her as mine, despite us being on and off, I knew that I loved her. So when she left, I was blindsided and angry,” he sighed, “I tried to hate her, but I couldn’t. I did miss her, but … I think I found something better.”

“I was angry,” you confessed, “I lied, Leon. He cheated and I couldn’t think,” you felt tears, “I was so angry, I started the fire. I just wanted him to feel my pain, especially because I did nothing but love him.”

“But this fire didn’t stop my anger,” you say, finally looking at him, “Leon, I don’t want to be angry.”

“Well,” he squeezed your hand, “It’s a good thing that you don’t have to.”

You smiled, feeling safety in his gaze, “But I lied to a cop and committed arson. You can arrest me.”

He caressed the side of your face again, “But you fell asleep, remember?” he says, “You forgot the cake.”

Your eyes widened as you giggled, kissing him, “Of course officer, I was just so sleepy.”

Soon the two of you were standing side by side watching the firefighters put out the remaining flames. They didn’t notice how his hand held yours, how he pulled you close. “I would like to do this again, I mean,” he facepalmed, “I would like to ask you on a date, make it an all-day thing, breakfast, lunch, and dinner,” he smiled, “I want to know my singer more, then after all that we can do this again.”

You kissed his cheek, “I would love that Leon.”

More dinner from Lipgloss!!

Any Way You Want It

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Stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)

inspired by the anon who asked about how SB Leon would react to reader watching daddy-daughter porn; it kinda snowballed so I moved my blurb here to a fic 🤣

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, daddy kink, mutual masturbation, vaginal fingering, oral (m receiving), slight cum play, cum swallowing, dirty talk, like this feels unhinged to me 🫣 lol

not proofread and I’m sleepy ✌️ lmao

title from Any Way You Want It by Journey

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“Whatcha dooiing?”

You yank your hand up out of your underwear and lock your phone, silencing the noise in your headphones.

“Nothing.”

His smug little grin turns into a full blown smirk, pushing off your doorframe to enter your room, closing and locking the door behind him.

“Oooh, seems like it’s something dirty,” he chuckles darkly, climbing onto your bed and laying out next to you.

Thinking he’s going to grab your phone, you move it away, but he reaches for your other hand and slips the slick coated fingers into his mouth with a groan.

You whimper, watching as Leon’s mouth cleans your damp fingers before letting them go with a small ‘pop’.

“Show me what’s got you so worked up, princess,” he murmurs, eyes dark and hungry.

He scoots over until he’s pressed all along your side, his body heat a brand against your skin. Pulling out one of your earbuds, he places it into his ear.

With a shaky inhale, you bring up your phone and open it, continuing the video where you left off.

“Oh shit,” he breathes out with a small laugh, “how fucking dirty, little sis.”

His words make you burn hotter than before, your spit damp fingers slipping beneath the band of your panties to continue where you left off.

“Didn’t know you liked this,” he murmurs, dropping a hot kiss against your neck, both of you watching as the stepdad eats out his cute stepdaughter in her bed.

Whining, your toes curl in their socks, “Y-yeah, gets me really wet,” you whisper.

“Fuck,” he growls, tugging his shorts down and pulling out his half hard cock.

He strokes his dick, tugging the foreskin over the head with a hiss until he’s fat and thick in his hand.

“Pull your panties off, let me see you play with that clit,” he demands, voice low and smoky.

Quickly doing as he says, you lay back half nude as Leon holds up your phone, hand slowly fisting his cock as he watches your legs spread to show your drippy cunt.

“God damn,” he groans, holding your phone back out to you as you lay back, pressing against his arm.

You hold it up, letting you both watch as the stepdaughter climbs up onto the bed to straddle the dad, sinking down on his cock with a moan echoing from your earbuds.

“Touch your cunt, little sis, watch as she gets her pussy reamed by daddy,” he grunts, eyes drifting from the video over to your fingers circling your clit.

“Leon,” you whimper, looking up at him, pupils blown.

“So sexy,” he leans forward and kisses you messily, nipping your bottom lip as he pulls back, “want me to treat you like my slutty daughter? Little pussy need daddy’s fat cock splitting her open?”

Your back arches as arousal gushes from your clenching hole, fingers rubbing your slippery bundle even quicker. Hand going lax, your phone falls onto the bed, the porno still playing as grunts and moans filter through each of your earbuds.

“Please, Leon, want it so bad,” you whimper, batting your wet eyelashes at him.

“Show me, princess,” his voice rumbles, his free hand reaching down to grab you thigh to hike it up over his leg, spreading your cunt open for his greedy eyes, “show daddy how wet you are.”

“Fuck,” you gasp breathily, moving your other leg up, placing you foot flat on the bed so your pussy’s spread open as far as possible for Leon, “‘m so wet, need daddy to play with my pussy.”

“Fucking hell,” he mutters under his breath, hand jerking his cock a little faster, balls smacking the bottom of his fist with a soft plap plap plap.

The hand gripping your thigh shifts downward, middle and ring finger dipping into your messy cunt slowly scissoring you open with a wet schlick.

“Damn, you’re soaked, princess,” he kisses your ear wetly, “gonna let daddy play with your cute pussy? Let’em play with that fat little clit til you’re cumming?”

“Daddy,” you mewl brokenly, barely more than a sigh, “daddy, please.”

His fingers plunge deep in your needy cunt, slowly fucking in and out of your hole, digits rubbing against your g-spot until you clamp down around them.

Leon keeps stroking his weeping dick as he roughly fucks his fingers into your soppy sounding pussy, palm smacking down against your clit with every thrust.

“Taking my fingers so good, baby,” he slows down, slowly teasing the opening, “think I should play with that cute clit some, what d’you think?”

“Oh god,” you whine, hips rolling down into his hand.

He stills his fingers, “Ask me.”

“Please,” your hand wraps around his forearm, nails digging into the flexing tendons, “please daddy, play with my clit.”

His wet fingers come down with a hard smack on your cunt, “That’s not asking now is it, babydoll.”

“Oh, daddy,” you whimper, “will you please play with my pussy? Need it so bad, need your big fingers to play with my swollen little clit.”

“God, fuck,” Leon bites out harshly, hand clamping around the base of his cock as it kicks and throbs, “tryna make me bust, baby? Wanna see daddy cum all over himself?”

A high pitched cry leaves your lips, toes digging into the bedding, “Leon, daddy, wanna cum, please make me cum.”

His slick covered fingers leave your clenching heat to circle your swollen bundle of nerves with quick circle eights.

“Want you to cum just like this, babydoll,” he licks the side of your neck, “cum from daddy rubbing this sweet little button.”

“Oh, oh, oh,” you moan so loud your voice cracks, “daddy, that sounds so dirty.”

“Does it? Mm, well I’m gonna rub that special little button til you’re creaming your hot silky cunt,” he chuckles meanly, biting your skin, “‘god ‘m so close, but want you cumming first.”

“Me too,” you slur, orgasm quickly building in your core, “gonna cum. Want your cock, daddy, wanna suck you til you cum in my mouth.”

He lets go of his dick with a pained groan, “Okay, baby, fuck, yeah I’ll let you suck me off. Just cum for me first and then you can wrap those pretty lips around me.”

“Almost there,” you whimper, hips rocking into the motion of his fingers.

“Flicking this little bean’s got you so wet your sheets are soaked, baby,” he mocks, “who knew daddy-daughter porn would get you so fucking hot?”

“Leon,” you squeal, pussy walls clenching as your orgasm hits you hard.

“There we go,” he coos, “good girl, there ya go, cum for me.”

His fingers keep rubbing and pinching your throbbing clit, stretching your orgasm out until you’re pushing his hand away from overstimulation.

You shakily move between his legs, body still coming down from your climax. Moaning, you bury your face against the thatch of hair above his cock.

“You don’t have to—“

“Wanna,” you pout, kissing the base of his cock, “want you in my mouth.”

He lets out a long rumbling moan when your lips part and you slide half of his cock into your eager mouth. The weight of his dick on your tongue makes your cunt throb with jealousy. Moaning, you bob your head back and forth, messily sucking his thick length deeper into your mouth.

The fat tip kisses the back of your throat and you pull off with a cough, only to sink your mouth back down on his cock with a whine.

“Damn,” Leon grunts, hands cupping the back of your head, “gagging to have my fat daddy dick in that mouth huh, babydoll?”

Your eyes flutter at the burst of salty precum coating your tongue. Pulling off with a wet sigh, you kiss his dripping slit.

“Taste so good, daddy, want you to give me a throatpie,” your mouth hungrily sucks him back down, tip nudging the back of your throat but you fight through the gag.

“Fuckin—damn, princess,” Leon’s thighs tremble with trying not to thrust, “gonna make you swallow every fucking drop, y’ready? Got daddy so fucking close to busting a nut in that slutty throat.”

Moaning loudly, spit bubbles out around your lips to dribble down his cock, soaking his balls. His fingers spasm and grip at the back of your head even tighter, urging you to bob your head faster.

“Take it, take it, baby, fuck,” he humps forward, burying his cock in your mouth as his cock kicks, spurting rope after rope of hot sticky cum down your throat.

Swallowing as much as you can, you pull off with a wet slurp, feeling the last of his cum shoot out on your lips and cheeks. Leon smears his jizz into your skin and across your mouth making you whimper, pussy buzzing with arousal. 

“W’nna start that video over?” he grins down at you, “won’t take too long for me to get hard again, and this time I can stuff that needy pussy full.”

*steals and eats cat because she's so cute*

Mean Leon makes my head spin.

can i request a lil bully leon!!

he’s just so mean!! you’re spending your summer with him since your moms are bffs and he just loves annoying you whenever he sees u. he’s shoving you into walls, trapping you in his room, but you start to notice how worked up he gets whenever you whine and get all teary. next second he’s tearing your clothes off and pulling your hair, even calling you mean names as he gets himself between ur legs!!!

I hope you enjoy...and that he's mean enough!

Bully his way down

Summary: You're spending the summer on holiday with your parents' friends, and their bully of a son. Leon Kennedy x F!Reader CW: MDNI, 18+ only, pussy eating, fingering, mean Leon, scandalous pictures (mention), masturbation, use of words 'whore' and 'slut'. Word count: 1.5K

When your mum suggested a holiday over the summer to spend some ‘family time’ together after you’d moved away, you didn’t expect for her best friend’s family to come with you. Especially when that included Leon. The Kennedy’s were nice enough, and you’d know Mrs Kennedy your entire life. Probably spent as much time around her house and you had your own. But God you hated her son. He was a bully, plain and simple.

The blonde’s favourite activity was to annoy you in any way possible from stealing your diary as kids, to hiding your clothes to locking you in his room after asking you to get something. And now you were stuck in a room with him for the next month because the cabin your parents rented only had 3 rooms. It was like a nightmare. He’d already done a few things and it was only day 5 like shoving you into a wall and held you there why you begged him to just let you go, he’d added cinnamon to your food when you weren’t looking, and he’d made you cry by locking you out the bedroom on the 2nd night.

It was like a curse had come over your life. Cursed by your own mother, to have to stay in a bedroom with an asshole who had stolen your clothes. The only good thing was that both sets of parents had gone out, and you had made the mistake of sleeping in after not realising that Leon had opted to also stay back. Now you were curled in the bed under the covers and trying to ignore the way your enemy was laughing down the hall.

Left alone with your thoughts had you seething at every interaction you had with Leon, but with his laugh in the background your mind started wondering. And suddenly a blush was covering every inch of your face. He wasn’t very good at hiding his reactions to the way tears filled your eyes or you whined with annoyance every time he did something. How he had to shift in his sweatpants or look away with darkened eyes before hurrying away to the bathroom, or your shared bedroom.

What Leon didn’t know is that you had been awake one of the nights he’d taken care of his big little problem. His moans invaded your mind, the wet sounds as his hand wrapped around his cock…the way one of his hands wrapped around your wrists as he held them up over you and against the wall. All those sounds and images flooded your mean, and slick began dripping between your thighs. You were on your side, hand dipping between your legs and facing away from the door, which meant you weren’t paying attention as Leon slipped through the door and turned the lock.

The feeling of the bed shifting and a hand wrapping around your throat is what brought you out of that syrupy head space. His breath was hot on the shell of your ear as he applied the tiniest amount of pressure to your neck “You are such a little whore” his tongue traces your ear, and it has you pressing up against him without thinking. You can almost feel the grin on his face as your own heats up, your fingers topping their circling motion. His eyebrows raises, his arm going under your shoulders to replace the hand there while that one travels down to press against your hand. “Nu uh, keep going slut, I wanna see”.

A whine leaves you and you rock against him, feeling the clothed outline of his cock right against your ass. The size of it has more slick gathering against your hand. With Leons hand against your own he uses it to guide you, his finger causing your own to continue circling your clit. With his hand guiding your own and his mouth moving down to press against your neck you were quickly thrown back into that syrupy head space.

“God you’re so fucking wet” his hand led yours away from your clit to tease at your clenching hole, before pressing slowly into you with both your finger and his. The stretch had your legs shaking but Leon tried to distract you by biting into your neck and leaving a bruise behind, he moves to mark another into your skin right next to it as he guides your fingers in and out of your pussy. “Such a pretty slut, you hear that? Hear how you’re getting off on this?”

He continues using his own hand to guide yours, his thumb pressing your own to the sensitive clit so you can rub slow circles while your middle fingers keep pushing into your drooling cunt until your soaking your thighs and the sheets below you. Head lolling back onto his chest as his own watches the way your fingers disappear into you. “So pretty”.

Leon removes the fingers that were playing with your cunt, a loud whine leaving you at the sudden feeling and you can almost feel the grin radiating from him “Just so needy, huh? Can’t help yourself can you? Just need someone to fuck you dumb” he moves you to lay on your back, before situating himself between your legs and removing his shirt. Your eyes follow it up not able to focus on a single area of the muscled torso as it was revealed to you. Mouth almost drooling at the sight, and more slick gathering.

Your attention stays on him as he lifts your legs apart, his eyes darkening as they zero in on the sight between them. A low groan falling past his lips as they droop open, his tongue darting out to wet his mouth. “Slutty cunt just needs to be taken care of” and he lowers himself to the bed with your legs over his shoulder. Your hands clenching at the sheets as you anticipate the feeling of that sharp-speaking tongue right where you needed.

“She’s just crying, gonna give her kisses, say I’m sorry for being sooo mean” his voice is clouded with teasing, and you feel your thighs shaking with want as your hips rut up to try and get him to give you what you want. But instead, you feel his hand move before it comes down on your thigh with a sting “Nu uh, stay still slut” another stinging slap to your other thigh this time before it’s followed with the feeling of his teeth as he leaves another mark in your skin.

The blonde stays like that for a while, his hot breath teasing over your wet pussy as he moved to leave more marks. Getting closer and closer until you could feel his mouth ghost over your lips, whining as your hands scrunched the sheets “You’re being such a good whore, letting me turn you into a living art piece” and finally his tongue laps at your pussy lips. You moan and your thighs tense as you try to stay still for him, Leon groans at the taste of you on his tongue.

He doesn’t wait anymore, face burying into your pussy as he swirls at your clit. The stimulation has you losing control and your hips buck up into his face, Leon doesn’t move his hands to keep your hips down, instead they focus on keep your thighs apart do you’re spread open for him. His tongue moves from toying at your click to lick into your pulsing hole, and your mouth falls open at the feeling with your head falling back onto the pillow.

The blonde laps at your cunt like a starving man, your hands moving to grip his hair and tugging him forward. This time Leon follows the hint and is happy to comply as his tongue fucks into that dripping hole while his nose bumps at your clit. His eyes focus on the look on the blissed look on your face, if he wasn’t buried in heaven he’d tease you about how you’re such a good whore, doing so well for him, just laying there and taking whatever, he wants to give you. Your thighs squeeze around his head as your eyes flutter and you’re becoming nothing more than a whiny squirming mess above him.

Leon grunts as you tug his hair almost painfully, his hands kneading at the soft plush of your thighs as his tongue laps at the warmth of your pussy. He pulls you closer to his mouth making it easier to worship your heat until you’re panting and arching from the bed. The sound of Leon’s tongue lapping at you fills the room as you gush around him. Eyes rolling back as your thighs tremble and shake, he continues to lap up the mess you’re making before you settle back onto the bed.

You try to collect your breath while he pries your legs from his shoulders and lifts up. When you’re able to look up at him you watch the way your slick coats his mouth and jaw, slowly dripping down. What you don’t expect is for him to have his phone pointed at you. Pictures of the way you look, and you start to close your legs before his other hand moves to pull them apart “now now slut, keep ‘em open…gonna need something to remind me of how lovely you can be.”

I pledge allegiance to the flag, to the United States of America-

God BREAST America!!! 🦅🦅

Have ya’ll seen this mans chest? I wanna suck his tiddies so bad. I wish men were real 👎👎👎

I want to take a small bite lord have mercy.

He's such a silly old man

personal headcanons | leon k.

genre(s): humor, romance, erotica, modern au warning(s): female reader in mind, language, age gap, self indulgent, fingering, oral, p in v, voice kink, mentions of choking, bodily fluids, dirty talk, pet names, mostly me being a horny spazz for this man, not proofread now playing: funny how time flies - janet jackson

‣ most of your jokes consist of poking fun at your age difference.

‣ seriously. gen x vs. gen y is strong with this one.

‣ prime example: you give him shit about his car still having a cassette player.

‣ “get with the times, grandpa.”

‣ “fuck off. it’s retro.”

‣ “you’re retro, old man.”

‣ thinks the fact you still watch cartoons is endearing.

‣ but, “what the fuck is adventure time?”

‣ will “back in my day” you until you roll your eyes and scoff, shutting him up with a kiss.

‣ has your back despite how often you call him old.

‣ like you’re not getting up there yourself—your aching back and knees!

‣ goes out of his way to bring you little trinkets and snacks when he goes on missions in other countries.

‣ it eats him up that he can’t divulge the secrets of his profession.

‣ never wants to hide anything from you; you make him want to give you the world.

‣ but he knows he has to keep some secrets to protect you.

‣ you love him nonetheless.

‣ tug on his little heartstrings when you fall asleep on the phone with him.

‣ or when he catches you between sleep and consciousness on the couch when he’s had another late night around the office.

‣ secretly loves whisking you off to bed like some knight in shining armor.

‣ ridiculously gentle despite his imposing figure and calloused hands.

‣ sometimes riddled with those intrusive thoughts of choking you because he knows he could crush you with how small you are compared to him.

‣ not like you’d complain—sometimes, you ask him to lose a little control.

‣ and that scares him shitless because, who made you like this?

‣ despite how badly he wants to show you how much he’s missed you, he lets you sleep.

‣ holds you tight while you sink below the depths of unconsciousness.

‣ because sometimes, letting you go feels like you’ll disappear in a plume of smoke.

‣ but when you awaken before the sun…

‣ oh, it’s on.

‣ because you think you’re so slick, rutting your little ass against him in the wee hours of the morning.

‣ challenge: accepted.

‣ knows what his voice does to you. how the low rumble of it makes you clench and stutter.

‣ and when you rub your thighs together to ward off that fuzzy rush of endorphins between them…

‣ fuck.

‣ “did somebody miss me?” he croons, his stubble coarse in the junction of your shoulder as he litters your neck with kisses and holds your chin in his massive hand.

‣ loves to tease you into submission.

‣ will touch and suckle everywhere except where you want him the most.

‣ and he will do this for hours until you growl for him to “stop being a little shit.”

‣ “thought you were sleepin’, baby.”

‣ plays with your pretty nipples until they’re pebbled and straining against your clothes.

‣ flitters his tongue over them, groaning because you taste and feel so goddamn good.

‣ spreads you open like a flower with long, languid strokes of his fingers.

‣ and the sticky glide of your cunt against his fingertips makes his dick jump.

‣ “makin’ a mess for me already, love? so fuckin’ cute, aren’t you?”

‣ alternates between circling your clit and testing the barrier of your sticky, slutty little pussy hole depending on how your body responds to him.

‣ because when you undulate your hips against him in response, he soaks his joggers with pre-spend.

‣ will make you cum at least thrice on his hand.

‣ and will keep fucking you through your orgasms because, who told you to feel this good?

‣ until you beg him for something more filling.

‣ can give you a solid two rounds in pound-town.

‣ he’s not as young as he used to be, god dammit. cut ‘em some slack.

‣ apologetic if he cums before you, though he makes it his mission to ensure you get yours first.

‣ but will finish you off with his mouth if you so please.

‣ eating you out is his favorite pastime. he gets hard all over again just from being between your legs.

‣ will twine your fingers together and maintain some semblance of eye contact while he unravels you with his mouth.

‣ and will groan into your cunt to let you know how appreciative he is for the meal.

‣ vocal af.

‣ will continue until your thighs clamp down on his face, signaling him to “s-stop. to-too much.”

‣ god forbid he’s in a teasing mood because you’ll have to punch him to get him to stop.

‣ finds you irresistible when you beg.

‣ fuck. he’s suddenly up for round 3.

‣ aftercare is immaculate.✨

‣ has a hard time keeping up with your energy sometimes.

‣ but will definitely heft you up with one hand as he walks you into the house to kiss you stupid against the wall of your entryway.

‣ will definitely dance on the table with you in his underwear.

‣ and indulges you in your childish requests—pillow fort? he’s down.

‣ content with just existing in your presence.

‣ you’re his vice; his kryptonite.

‣ and he’s hopelessly romantic for you.

‣ because you have him doing all the cliche shit. kissing in the rain. swinging hands on the beach, walking into the sunset. sporadically showing up at your job with flowers and takeout.

‣ grabbing your ass in public to let everyone know that yes, this old man’s hittin’ that.

‣ he’s head over heels for you.

‣ and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

‣ because you make him feel something he thought himself dead to for years.

Requests/asks are closed for now! Maybe for awhile since I haven't had the motivation to write (〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃)

I'll get to the current asks/requests soon (it's only 2 and I'm suffering)

Also I'm lowkey straying away from my Leon obsession--I still love him, I've just been focused on other things!

I still love you all!!!