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souls2sell · 2 years ago

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Shadowheart NSFW alphabet

(i have not written anything nsfw in ages, nor have i finished the game, she has a grip on me and its 4am, very self indulgent and not beta read also probably very ooc if you want more or disagree tell me)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Shadowheart would lay with you, cuddle you right after sex even if you havent cleaned up yet, wrap her arms around your body and press you onto her she would wait until you're ready and you'll both go clean and get something to drink together

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

She loves your hands, holding them during sex feeling how soft they are as she pulls you forward into her, on herself she loves her eyes the most, get herself in front of a mirror and her gaze alone makes herself horny

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I dont think she would like the feel of cum on her skin much preferring the feeling of her mouth being full of it, she seems like the type to kiss you with a mouthful of cum teasingly, forcing you to taste your own mess

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Shadowheart really wants to do a threesome with you but is too scared to say it, she wants to be able to hold your hand while you ride someone elses cock/strap, she wants to be able to whisper into your ear just how good of a job you're doing, her hands on your shoulders forcing you down on it her hands going down to your chest and then your sex

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

None at all. not that she would remember, it all just comes natural to her, maybe she got around a lot before what happened to her, maybe she didn't.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

does riding your face count as a position??? she loves when either you or her are ontop of each other, feeling the weight of another person on her makes her feel something she never knew before

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Shadowheart is humorous but not too much to the point where you're both laughing on the floor, its a mix you wouldn't expect,

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

she does have pubic hair its canon with all the looming threats i dont think she would have time to trim it, it doesnt bother her though. she doesnt like having it clean shaven and so prefers to grow it out a little, her hair is black all around

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Shadowheart is quite romantic, not as much as some of the other companions but shes up there

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

she doesnt jack off that much thanks to you being around but she will do it if you're busy, she would use her fingers most of the time sometimes putting magic on them and then going to town do you think she could fuck the shar artifact

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

worshipping + praise: she loves to be worshipped, the feeling of being praised and looked up to as if she was a goddess is very attractive to her even if she worships shar. having you on your knees worshipping her is enough to get her soaked, even if you dont touch her, your praises are enough, she would make you whisper her name, thinks you need to call her "my goddess" over and over again as if thats all that matters to her

she also really liked being in the water while fucked

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

she would prefer the warmth of a bed but its a shame you almost never get the privilege of having one, the areas near camp are the only places you are able to do it and even then the risk is overwhelming sometimes, the beach isnt a bad place to do it either

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

your voice, the way you moan into her ears, the way you say her name over and over as she rides you, she would love to tease you, being a total brat if shes the one submissive

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

i would say hurting you but i could see her leaving light cuts and as much as i love the idea of her doing that im afraid she wouldnt go any further, she wouldnt hurt hurt you

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

much prefers receiving it, shes decent at giving, her tongue movment awkward though esp during your first time. she would squeeze her thighs around your head as you ate her out, pushing you deeper and deeper into her pussy, drenching your face in her juices

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

mostly slow and sensual, she would like to hear the sounds come out of your mouth slowly, earning them as she fucks you slowly, watching as your body becomes more and more aroused and frustrated, begging to be properly fucked

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

i dont think she would like quickies, she would do it if she has to though

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

shadowheart is down to experiment but within certain boundaries,

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

i think maybe 3 or 4 rounds before they get tired

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i like to think she has the abilitity to make a magic strap-on that could be anywhere between 4-10 inches depending on what she rolls

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

so fucking much, she will make you beg for it, riding your dick/strap slowly, grinding on it for ages before actually putting it in, and if she was the one fucking she would make sure she fucks you slow

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

i think shes quiet, most of her sounds come from whispers in your ear telling you what to do, telling you how good you feel

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

she has a nipple piercing, she also is super into religious kinda roleplay, has had a dream where shar fucks both of you and immediately had to go and pray when she woke up

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

(im just going to talk about her strap) i think the magic strap would be uncircumcised and able to produced a bright yellow kind-of liquid when it has to cum, i think it would be the same consistency as cum

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

average to kinda high

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards

she doesnt go to sleep too quickl

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souls2sell · 2 years ago

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Halsin 100% has a breeding kink, I mean just look at the man??? He would just wanna bend you over and fill you up, keeping his cock inside you for as long as possible.

#nsfw #breeding tw #bg3 x reader #bg3 imagines #bg3 #bg3 halsin

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souls2sell · 2 years ago

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Astarion begging to eat you out on your period. He loves how you taste, he loves how your blood tastes, so why wouldn't he just love to do that?

#nsfw #period tw #im a degenerate #but yknow #bg3 #bg3 imagines #bg3 x reader #bg3 astarion

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souls2sell · 2 years ago

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Because I'm board here are all the NSFW audios of the CoD boys I know of, if you know of anymore please let me know. 18+ Minors DNI.

Tagging @honeymoon-ss @hearts-for-mason @a-small-writer-in-a-big-world @ashiscool10 @ask-the-virtual-council and idk who else to tag, I just thought you guys would like to have this list cause i know i do 🤤, if I tagged you in this and you didn't want to be tagged I'm sorry, forgive me 😭

Unless @kristopher-1105 if you want to check these out

Ghost audios (by Badjhur on Reddit)

Caught by ghost.

Zero hour.

Ghosting the party.

Testing the perimeter.

A specialist's touch.

König audios (by badjhur on reddit)

Doktors orders.

Soap audios (by ScotsLibrarian on reddit)

Late hours.

That's all the ones I know of! If you know anymore please feel free to share and I'll add them to the list.

Also made this for myself as well hehehehe

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souls2sell · 2 years ago

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I literally have no thoughts except Leon mocking you softly while eating you out over and over until you’re full blown sobbing.

!! NSFW, MINORS DNI OR I’M KICKING YOUR SHINS IN !!

Your body tried desperately to shuffle away from his mouth, a squeal ripping from your lungs as his large hands kept such a firm hold on your thighs. Keeping your legs spread open for him, giving him easier access to the blossoming red of your throbbing cunt from what felt like endless hours of orgasm after orgasm. Cum after cum, Leon spitting into your open pussy just so he could delve back in with his tongue and open mouth, lapping up as much of you as possible. He was insatiable, all low moans and growls against your sensitive flesh. Eyes scrunched so tight that a crease was forming between his brows. Mumbling every few minutes statements of ‘right there?’ and ‘aw, poor thing.’ when you squealed and kicked in overstimulation.

His week away had been nothing but fucking hell. You had him pussywhipped without even realising it. It was so torturously hard trying to focus on the task at hand when all he could think of was your dainty hands on his chest as you rode him, hearing your little sighs and whimpers with every rock of your hips. You were infecting him no matter where he went. That’s why he jumped your bones as soon as he got out of his usual after-mission shower. Spreading you wide for him. He needed this. He needed you. Needed to feel those legs shaking in his grip as you wailed and squeaked about how it was too much, begging him to slow down or stop but it all fell on deaf ears. Let’s face it; if you really wanted him to stop you would’ve safeworded and all actions would have been halted.

But you didn’t, and because you didn’t your hands were trying to help in your pitiful attempt to clamber away from Leon. You couldn’t possibly have any more to give him, you were a panting mess of drool, face hot and back sore from constantly arching off of the mattress.

“One more, pretty. One more.” He spoke into the velvety part of your cunt. That was the biggest lie ever. It was always ‘one more’ with him. One more turned into two, and then after that you’d likely pass out cold from exhaustion. But it was worth it for him. He was fucking feral off of you.

He was pulling your swollen clit back up into his mouth to suck at it once more, snapping an incredibly sensitive band in you. Listening to you squeal out, crying with weak hands trying to paw his head away from you partnered by pathetic attempts at pleas to stop. Your strength difference was always so clear in times like this, and that only made him more insane.

“I can’t!” You sobbed out, a sharp gasp falling from your lips as he pushed his face and nose even further against you, something you didn’t believe was even possible. His knees dug harshly into the bed to keep him steady, almost lifting your hips from the plush mattress as he ate you out like his last meal. Drank you in like he was a man that wandered the desert for days on end. It was obvious since the start that Leon had a particular liking when it came to eating you out, in fact he was often rather enthusiastic about it. If anything he begged to go down on you whenever you had sex.

“Poor sensitive baby.” It was a taunt, you could feel the hot air of his breath inside of you which led to another whine.

He was just so obsessed with how you tasted; better than any liquor or whiskey no matter the price, a finer meal than anything else on earth. So when you tried to push him away, tried to make a feeble attempt to interrupt his dining, trying to take away his favourite toy in the world, it was no wonder he was growling.

Overstimulation wasn’t rare with Leon, in fact it was pretty common when he’d come back from a shit day. But you never got used to how it made your whole pussy feel like it was puffed up and swelling, how you could feel that milky substance trickling down from your fucked out hole as he made you cum over and over. As he nuzzled his nose against your clit as one would do so innocently to someone’s neck. Nothing prepared you for this, not ever. Not even him warning you beforehand. But that was something you weren’t given this time around.

With a yelp of surprise he tugged you right back towards him, tired of your pointless squirming away.

“Don’t run, sweetheart. C’mon, give me one more.” His tongue waved side to side as he shoved it back into your drooling cunt, curling up, up until he pressed right against that spongy part inside of you. In an instant you were sobbing highly, weakly, submitting completely to him as a pile of shaking limbs. Letting the fat tears fall between your mewls and cries, struggling to breathe through your strained windpipe from your endless heaving.

“Fu-uck Leon!”

It was a painful edge to teeter on, feeling like you couldn’t give him anymore but being so close to giving it all to him. You were lucky you hadn’t passed out yet.

That blur between reality to dreaming was starting to hit you. Your eyelids drooping, tongue poking out slightly through parted lips, spit dribbling down your chin. A fucked out mess that was unknowingly cumming again, clenching and pulsing around Leon’s tongue until he was groaning into you. “Good girl. Good fuckin’ girl.”

As his movements slowed you couldn’t help but let yourself think that he was finally done. That his hunger was satisfied, that he’d gotten his fill of you and you’d now be able to wipe down and cuddle into him. That was one of your favourite parts of this - being so vulnerable, wearing nothing but his shirt as you curled up on his chest, sighing and mumbling soft gibberish with Leon’s hand stroking over the back of your hair. You had hope, especially when he was running his thumb in gentle circles over your twitching hip.

That hope of it stopping vanished completely when he spat another fat glob of saliva onto the blooming red of your cunt. You whined out, back curling you inwards towards the bed, feeling Leon press soft kisses to your shaking inner thighs. Hooded blue eyes stared up into your own, filled to the brim with need. He muttered against your skin.

“I know you got one more in you, baby. Aren’t I making you feel good? Give me what I want, sugar, please? One more time.”

‘One more time’.

It was always ‘one more’ with him.

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souls2sell · 2 years ago

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Say it

Pairing: RE4R!Leon S. Kennedy X F!Reader

Summary: After coming back from Spain, Leon has been acting distant. You think seeing a face from the past has messed with his feelings, and he wants to prove you that is not the case.

Takes place after the events of re4 remake, mentions the events of RE2 remake as well

Warnings: explicit sexual content, minors dni, oral (fem receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (pls wrap it before you tap it), p in v, creampie, choking, praise kink, soft dom leon, he talks you through it, they're both just desperate for each other, the s in leon s kennedy stands for slut, language, established relationship

WC: 4.4k

A/N: I've been thinking about this mf ever since I played the remake. So I wrote this self indulgent piece of filth. This is my first time writing for him so pls be kind. Enjoy :)

You can also read this over at Ao3 (but pls still reblog and shit here thank u)

Creds of gift above to this tumblr

Comments and reblogs are highly appreciated!

You knew you had no right to be upset, not when you knew damn well what he went through. Or more so, you didn’t actually know what he went through, so you couldn’t possibly imagine what was going through his head right now. But still, you knew something else was in his head, and it wasn’t just the horrors he had to deal with to come back alive from Spain. There was something else in his mind. You knew it.

This silence, it was killing you. Leon wasn’t much of a talker to begin with, not after Raccoon City, but for the better part of a decade, you learned to be comfortable with his silence. Right now though, you just felt uncomfortable.

“Want me to pour you one?”

Oh he speaks.

You lifted your head from the pile of papers on your lap at the sound of his voice, you saw him standing in front of the small cabinet where he kept all of his alcohol, glass and bottle of expensive whiskey in hand. You half smiled at him and shook your head.

“Not right now, thank you.” You watched him shrug in response and take a long sip of his glass, before he walked over to join you on the couch. But he sat on the opposite end.

You frowned a bit when he sat so far, but you chose to not comment on it and instead brought your attention back to your paper. A good five minutes went by, and you had made zero improvements, you hadn't even picked up the pen again, so Leon spoke again.

“How’s the paper coming along?” He asked with a clear of his throat as he sat back, propping his feet up on the coffee table in front of him and his head was turned in your direction.

You sighed heavily, “It’s not. I can’t for the life of me come up with the right words.” You groaned softly as you threw your head back and rubbed your tired eyes.

You were in the same place you were a little less than a week ago, when Leon left to find Ashley Graham in the middle of nowhere Spain, not knowing if you’d ever see him again or not. You couldn’t even sleep, or eat, let alone focus on a paper. And although Leon was now home, alive, you were still preoccupied.

“And that is exactly why I dropped out.”

“This is a Phd program, not my second year of undergrad. Undergrad was nowhere near as bad as this.” You snorted softly and shot him a look. He gave you an annoyed look knowing you were teasing him. “Besides, what you do is way worse than some paper. Fighting weird cults and bioweapons or whatever they’re called.”

“Yeah..” He scoffed out a laugh, but it wasn’t humorous. His expression quickly turned serious as he looked down at his lap. You could see the way his grip tightened the slightest bit around his glass and his jaw ticked.

He had been home a few days by now, having stayed in D.C for a few days to finish all of the report and briefing, and you hadn’t talked about what had happened to him in Spain, just that Ashley was safe, and some weird cult was behind it all, but he couldn’t say much more, or maybe just didn’t want to. Regardless, any mention of it would make him tense up.

He got quiet, and his eyes not once looked your way again. You bit the inside of your cheek and sat up, leaning over your knees to be able to reach him.

“Leon,” You said his name softly and a gentle hand touched his leg. You felt him tense up, but he didn’t make any attempts to move away from your touch. “Are you okay?”

You didn’t care if he didn’t want to open up, you didn’t expect him to, and you would never force him to, but you wanted him to know you would listen if he did.

A shaky exhale left his lips, but he nodded. “Yeah baby, I’m good.” He answered after a few seconds, forcing a smile and forced himself to look your way, but his eyes never met with yours.

God this was killing you.

Before you could respond, he downed the rest of his whiskey before rising to his feet and he started walking without saying a word. Oh no. Absolutely not. If there was something that made your blood boil, it was him walking away in the middle of a conversation. The avoidance. That was something you couldn’t deal with.

“Leon.” You called his name firmly as you stood up and looked at him with a frown. He turned around with an exasperated spin and a tight jaw, frustration already starting to show. “Do not give me that look, Leon Kennedy.”

He smacked his tongue softly, holding back the urge to roll his eyes, “I’m not. I’m just..” He didn’t finish his sentence, he just sighed out loudly.

You let out your own sigh as you walked to stand in front of him. You stared up at him, eyes big as you met his pale blue ones. They looked emptier and less bright every time he came back from a mission, but this look, this look that screamed he was having a mental hurricane, he only had it after Raccoon City.

“Baby I know… I don’t, I don’t know what you saw, or did in Spain, and I know you’re having a hard time right now. I just..” You sighed shakily, bringing your hands up to hold his face between them. He tensed up again, his jaw clenching and unclenching as his head hung low, but he said nothing and didn’t move away either. “See, this is what I mean. You don’t even want me to touch you. I want to comfort you, I want to help, but you won’t let me. I thought.. I thought we were past that.”

Your hands were at your sides now, and you had taken a step back from him. That seemed to make him look at you, now with big eyes full of guilt, like he hadn’t even realized he was rejecting you. He had been in his own head, not being able to forget the events of Spain, and not being able to sort out his feelings like he knew he should have. God, had he been acting like this the whole time he was home? Rejecting your attempts at comfort?

“Baby..” He stepped forward, closing the gap you had just created, but he didn’t touch you. He just looked at you, lips parted. He didn’t know how to tell you. “It’s not that.. And it’s not you. In Spain.. There was someone else on that island..”

You stared at him with confusion at first, unsure what exactly that had to do with this. His eyes searched for yours with this guilt ridden and conflicted look. The same look he gave you after Raccoon City. The same one he gave you before he told you he needed time. And then it dawned on you.

Someone else.

“You saw her again, didn’t you?” Realization quickly flashed over your face, and that quickly turned into a mixture of anger and hurt as your gaze hardened. Leon saw it. “That’s what it is. You saw Ada. You saw Ada and now you have your balls all twisted up. Again.”

Now it was you who was walking away from him. You weren’t even going to argue this time, and you didn’t want to wait for him to tell you he needed time again. You were halfway up the stairs when Leon started to call your name, but you ignored him and simply turned the corner into your shared bedroom.

“Shit.” He cursed to himself, sprinting after you, missing two steps and nearly tripping up the stairs in the process.

By the time he made it to your bedroom you already had a backpack thrown on the bed as you aggressively threw clothes into it. His eyes widened with slight panic when he realized what you were doing.

“Hey, woah. It’s the middle of the night, where the hell are you going?” He huffed, walking back and forth between the bed and your dresser as you continued to aggressively toss clothes on the bed.

“Claire’s. Move.” You muttered as you stopped on your heels when Leon stood right in front of you, arms folded over his chest like a wall between you and your dresser. “Leon, I swear to God.”

“Just listen. It wasn’t like that. Nothing happened, sweetheart I swear.” God he wanted to hold you so bad, he didn’t realize just how much until now. But he didn’t reach for you, he kept his arms over his chest, afraid you would backhand him if he tried.

“Yeah, ‘cause you probably realized she was just using you again, so you had no other choice but to come back home to me, and not with her, right?” You scoffed, the hurt and betrayal clear in your voice. He opened his mouth, but you didn’t even let him speak, “And before you ask me for time to sort out your feelings, I'm just gonna go stay at Claire’s, and maybe don’t bother looking for me this time.”

You grabbed the backpack from the bed with whatever you managed to shove in there and started to walk to the door. But Leon was faster than you, stronger too. And before you could step foot outside that bedroom, he had closed the door and backed you into it, both of his hands pressed flat on the door on either side of your head. Your eyes were wide when you looked at him, lips parted but he didn’t let you speak this time.

“Do not say another word, don’t you fucking dare. Just listen to me.” He stressed every word with an authority that instantly made you close your mouth. You blinked a couple of times but didn’t dare say a word. So he continued. “Get this through your head, Ada means absolutely nothing to me anymore. She asked me to go with her, after everything and I.. I said no. I said no ‘cause I want nothing to do with her. I said no ‘cause I wanted to come home to you.”

“Leon..”

He shook his head at you as one of his hands gripped your jaw tightly and he bowed his head to speak closely to you. “I know I’ve been an asshole to you these past few days, I didn't realize I was shutting you out, and I’m sorry. But know that I would never chose Ada over you, not now, not fucking ever. I love you and I’m gonna marry you someday, don’t ever question that.”

You could hear your own breath, his breath, and he kept a tight grip on your jaw as his nose brushed against yours. You closed your eyes and sigh left your lips as you leaned in to press your lips against his, but he pulled back enough to leave you chasing.

"Stay here. Please baby." His voice was low and almost desperate. Fuck, you wanted him take you right then and there. You couldn't even speak, you just nodded, eyes still closed and lips parted. "Say it."

"Yes. Yes, I'll stay, just.." You breathed out the words, mirroring his desperate tone as you clenched your fists around his t-shirt, pulling his body flush against yours. "Please."

His mouth came crashing down against yours so hard he pulled a gasp from your throat. But it quickly turned into a whimper when he angled your head back, allowing him to slip in his tongue. And you happily allowed him to do so as his other hand gripped the back of your thigh.

"Up." He mumbled against your lips as he nearly effortlessly hoisted you up, you instinctively wrapped your legs around his torso.

He walked the short distance to the bed, fingers squeezing your thigh and lips never leaving yours. He only pulled away when he laid you down on the mattress. You were about to whine when he leaned back, but you only managed to suck in a sharp breath as you watched him pull his t-shirt over his head. Your eyes landed on the bruises and injuries he had come home with, a large knife cut across his bicep, now slightly pink as it began to heal, another smaller one above his collarbone, less angry looking, and more purple bruises than you could count, but they were starting to heal as well. Goddamn, even bruised he was the most gorgeous man you have ever seen. Clearly you must've been distracted by the absolute sight that was your boyfriend because you didn’t realize he started to undress you as well until he pulled your t-shirt -that was actually one of his old ones- over your head. He flashed you with a grin and a look that was outright filthy before he leaned down and wrapped his lips around one of your breasts while one of his hands played with the other.

The whimper that fell from your lips was almost pathetic, and you couldn’t help but arch your back further into Leon’s mouth, his lips sending shocks of electricity down your spine.

“Please Leon.” You weren’t exactly sure what you were begging for, but you were begging.

He pulled back from your breast with a hum, and tilted his head at you, “Please what?” You gave him a pitiful look, and made a sound resembling a whine. He simply stared at you with feign innocence, “What, baby? What do you want? Tell me.”

Oh Leon S. Kennedy. That S didn’t stand for Scott, it stood for stubborn, because he had to have his way, no matter what.

You made the same pathetic noise, instinctively trying to rub your thighs together to give yourself to relief, but of course, Leon’s body was right in the fucking way, “Please I want.. Ugh fuck sakes Leon. I want your mouth, I want your cock, I want all of you, please.”

Leon had this smug smirk on his lips and he hummed, satisfied with your pathetic pleads, “Alright baby, this is what we’re gonna do. I’m gonna make you come on my tongue, then you can come on my cock all you want. Would you like that?”

God, the look you gave him right then made him want to split you wide open. That look of pure need that you could only give him, that you have only given him. And you nodded with so much eagerness it was almost adorable.

“Do you remember how to speak sweetheart?” He asked with this mocking voice and a smirk that made you pull your lips into a small pout as you nodded, and then he smiled at you, head tilted, “Then use your words. Say ‘yes Leon’.”

This motherfucker.

You grumbled a whine of annoyance, for a moment feeling defiant, but Leon quickly gave you a warning look, a look that had you backing down pretty fucking quick, “Yes Leon.” You finally said, hoping that would get you what you wanted.

So he is stubborn, and an arrogant asshole. Checks out.

He gave you a satisfied smirk, and planted a hard kiss to your lips before he moved down the bed. He pressed his lips to your stomach as he pulled your pajama pants down your legs, your panties quickly following. You shivered softly when the cold air hit your core, but the cold was quickly replaced with his warm breath. His pale sapphire eyes found yours for a second as he threw your legs over his broad shoulders, pulling you closer to his face. He dragged his tongue from your entrance to your clit and drew his tongue over the sensitive bud. The sounds that were coming from your mouth were anything but subtle. Your hands instantly flew to clutch his long hair. And while you might have not intended to pull, when two of his fingers slipped into you to join the rhythm of his tongue, you just couldn’t help yourself. You pulled, and fucking hard. He growled, sending vibrations through your core that had you gasping and he dug his other hand into your thigh as he forced you still on the mattress.

“Oooh fuck, fuck Leon,” Your broken moans filled his ears, just as he felt the burn on his scalp from your pulling.

He knew exactly where his mouth needed to be and where his fingers needed to curl to make you come apart, he prided himself in that. And with the way you kept crying out his name and your body wouldn’t stay on the mattress, he knew you had to be pretty fucking close.

“Stay fucking still.” He growled as he pulled back enough for his thumb to replace his tongue for just a second, just so he could watch the way your body writhed each time his fingers brushed against your most sensitive spot. “Yeah that’s it, you’re so close, aren’t you baby? Mhm yeah. C’mon pretty girl, c’mon.”

His tongue quickly replaced his thumb on your clit, his lips closing around the swollen bud as his fingers scissored you open, the lewd sound of his mouth lapping at your dripping cunt filling your ears in the most delicious way possible. And you couldn’t help it, you pushed his head further against you, and the growl that rumbled in his throat as he abused your clit sent vibrations that had you seeing white. Your release coated his face and hand as you fell into a fit of shaking sobs.

His fingers left you slowly, making sure you felt every second of it as his tongue still circled slowly around your swollen clit, not stopping until you were practically pulling him away by his hair, your body still twitching a bit. He chuckled softly, leaving a wet kiss to your thigh in silent praise before slowly climbing up your body.

You opened your eyes to find him settled between your parted thighs, two fingers in his mouth and he moaned lowly as he tasted your juices off his fingers. Your mouth was wide open, and a whine left your lips.

“Hm? Wanna taste baby?” He smirked as he pulled his fingers from his lips and leaned down, pulling you into a messy kiss by your jaw. You could taste yourself on his tongue, on his lips, and fuck, it had you clenching around nothing. He groaned softly, his clothed cock brushing against your wet cunt. He quickly pulled back, seemingly not wanting to wait any longer. “You taste so fucking good, but you feel even better.”

He ridded himself of his sweatpants in a second or two, boxer briefs quickly joining on the floor. He hissed softly as he sat on his knees and brushed his cock over your entrance, covering himself in your slick.

“Please babe..” You whine softly, legs dangling over his hips as you endured his torture. He chuckled softly and nodded.

“Yeah, don’t worry sweetheart, I got you.” He dug his teeth into his bottom lip as he leaned over you, your legs high on his torso as he slowly filled you, your walls instantly clenching around his cock.

Leon moaned softly, eyes squeezing shut as he slipped further inside you, fingers digging into your hips with enough force to bruise, “Oooh fuck yeah, atta girl.”

You could only moan weakly in response, sounds so pathetic and broken, and Leon loved every goddamn second of it. He sat still for a few seconds, soaking in the feeling of your tight walls around his cock, but the feeling of your nails digging into his shoulders encouraged him to move. He snapped his hips, over, and over, each delicious drag of his cock making you cry out. His pace was brutal almost immediately, and you were clinging on to him like that was all you were meant to do, to take everything he had to give you.

“Goddamn, you’re taking my cock so well baby. Mhmm, doing such a good job,” His words were coming out in between moans and whimpers, the feeling of you cunt clutching him so well making him just as desperate as he made you. “This is what you needed, hm pretty girl? Yeah, me too.”

He had your knees nearly pressed up to your chest by then as he fucked you into the matress, and you took it happily. You nodded eagerly, gripping his hair and pulling his face from your neck to meet your gaze. “You’re.. You’re mine, mkay? Just mine.”

Your words of ownership caught him by surprise, and he laughed between pants, biting down on his lip and he hovered over you enough to press his forehead against yours, the change in angle allowing him to hit your most sensitive spot, and he had you mouth wide open.

“Yours huh? I’m yours?” He asked with a wide smirk, your words clearly riling him up. You nodded quickly. “This dick is just yours, right baby? Is that what you want me to say? That no one else can have me? That no one else deserves it?”

He grunted out the words, lacking as much control as you did, but still in control enough to taunt you, to get you going, and fuck, he got you going like one else could. You were practically screaming ‘yes!’ at the top of your lungs. Your neighbors probably knew Leon was back by then. But neither of you could honestly be bothered to care about noise.

“Yes! Yes, only I can have you.” Your words were broken, your voice was absolutely broken in between fits of sobs. Your hands were gripping at his blonde strands as your toes curled, the flash of heat you so desperately craved to feel a second time settling in your body as you continued to take in his punishing thrusts. But you still managed to say, “Please say it. That you’re mine. Fuck, please say it.”

Fuck, when you begged him like that, so close to falling apart for him, how could he ever deny you anything?”

The moan that fell from his lips at your words left you shaking, but you were not ready for what he decided to do next. He leaned down, as close as he could to your face, lips almost touching as he wrapped his large hand around your throat, and between pants he said, “I’m all yours baby.”

You don’t think you’ve ever come so hard in your entire life, and Leon felt it. His mouth fell open and his eyes rolled into the back of his head as your walls clenched around him, hard. A shaky whimper left his mouth as his hips started to falter, his thrusts becoming more sharp and shallow the closer he was to his own release. You held him tightly, fingers gripping his hair and his name left your lips in soft sighs enticing him to fall apart as well.

“Mmm goddamn, I’m so close. Fuck, let me come inside you baby. Ugh,” His words were shaky, so close to falling apart. You nodded eagerly, clinging onto to him as he squeezed your throat, his moans getting louder and shakier before he fell still, cock twitching as he spilled himself inside you, “Ooooh fuck, mhmm that’s it baby. Take it like the good girl that you are.”

You closed your eyes in delight, a satisfied sigh leaving your lips as you ran your fingers through his slick hair soothingly, his hand now resting beside your head just as he rested his face on your neck. His quick and heavy breaths were hot on your neck, just as his body was hot on yours, but neither of you wanted to move, or leave the other. He needed you to hold him, and you needed him to let you. He never wanted you to doubt what he felt for you, ever again.

You weren’t sure how long you stayed like this, holding each other, Leon still inside you. Probably once he no longer had the energy to keep his weight off you, so with a kiss to your jaw, he moved away, lying beside you instead. He ran a hand through his disheveled and sweaty strands, getting his hair away from his face. With a lazy smile, he glanced over at you, equally fucked out, hair just as sweaty and disheveled as his. He bit his lip softly and leaned over to press a soft kiss to your lips. You hummed softly, bringing your hand to hold his face.

“Mmm, I think I should make you jealous more often if you’re gonna fuck me like that.” He laughed softly, a smug smirk pulling at the corner of his lips. You pulled back enough to look at him and you glared at him, nudging his head away. He only laughed harder.

“That was no jealousy, you asshole.” You rolled your eyes at him, lips slightly pursed, but the way he smiled at you and tilted his head made you crack a small smile. “I’m serious. Leon I swear to God if I find out you contact her again I will stab you in your sleep with your own knife.”

Leon knew your threat of bodily harm wasn’t serious, but he knew the reason behind it was, he knew he hurt you after Raccoon City, and it took him a long time to earn back your trust, and he would never put you through that again.

“I won’t, I want nothing to do with her. I never did. I love you, that’s never going to change, yeah?” He leaned forward, a small smile tugging at his lips, and you couldn’t help but smile too. You believed him.

“I know. I love you too.”

“Good. Now I’ll go run us a bath for round two.” He shot you a wink as he got up and laughed when he saw the look you gave him, “That was a joke. I meant to get cleaned up.”

You narrowed your eyes at him and simply shook your head as you watched him walk across your bedroom, but when he was about to walk out, you called his name.

“Yeah baby?” He said, peeking his head into your bedroom from the hallway.

“So, when are we getting married?”

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