#evil puppy.....

[kittycarabiner]

Ohhh kitty wants to hear my thoughts, hm? :) hehehehe okay I'll indulge you 💗

I know kitty LOVES photos and videos... Maybe we could do some pretty pictures of us playing with each other ! Putting a new pink collar around your neck, tugging on it to make sure it's not too tight, giving you teasing, quick kisses on your face ! Puppy gets excited when kitty looks so pliant and breedable :)

Don't worry, I'll do all the work ! Just sit back and look pretty ! I wanna be the bestest puppy for you and make you feel so good.

Cute thigh highs with little paws on the bottom... Little bell kitty ears- you know the drill! Puppy will wear their collar and ears too! We can match for the photos and videos :3

I wanna kiss you, mark your neck, trail my rough, big, hands down your body until I'm pushing your thighs apart to run my tongue through your slit ... Cooing that you're such a good kitty, yet so pathetic for getting so wet. Of course puppy has to expose you more while I take a photo of your dripping pussy! It's too pretty not to :( can't blame a puppy for looking at the prettiest muse they've ever seen, right?

I won't spend too much time taking pictures of your marked up body before I fuck you first though ! I'll record my knotted strap easing, going in and out of your dripping hole, whining that you're so pretty and that I wanna breed you so bad until fill you up with my pups ! As soon as you give me the okay that you're all stretched out for me- I'd throw my phone to the side and start pounding into you desperately :( getting all my grunts and whimpers, and all of your whines and moans on video... Puppy really can't help it kitty :(( you're just so delicious and I want to spoil you so so bad !

I'd be so pathetic, begging you to cum around my cock, begging for permission to cum inside of you. ("you cant get pregnant with straps" not with that attitude you can't!) whimpering and kissing you, biting you, scratching at you- all of the above until you cum all around my cock. Picking up my phone, pointing the camera at your fucked out face, my cock still inside of you... Ugh, I need this sOO BAD.

Of course the best aftercare :) running you a bath, washing your hair and giving you kisses. Making sure I didn't hurt you too bad- of course I'll take you out to dinner afterwards too ! My treat hehe. And of course, when we get back, we can do it all over again ! Definitely going to show you all the pictures and videos I took of us fucking when we get home! I'll make sure to tell you which ones are my favorites hehe...

Oh, how I yearn for kitty-puppy playtime !

(Me trying to wash the horny thoughts out of my head-)

oh my fucking god 🫣🫣🫣🫣

i already told you, but i read this in the parking lot before work, and i was absolutely wet walking in 😣

this should be us today!! distance is homophobic af. im yearning for puppykitty playtime with you :(((

kitty does like photos and videos....ive been taking some good ones lately🤭 but they'd be so much hotter taken by your phone or with you >:3

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

worlds collide

[reallyseally]

i swag my puppy tail when my loser haters fail

im always puppy beaming when i do my puppy scheming

[bitethedevil]

“he’s evil! he tortures people! he’s literally a devil! blah blah blah”

ok but have you considered this:

[garlicgravy]

OHHHH GARMADON WITH KITTENS AND PUPPIES IM GONNA DIE 💜💜💜

[gnawingonleonsbicep]

Thinking about kissing and smooching and treating rookie Leon like a big old baby.

And I just know he’d be taken aback and get a little bashful. Or even just get a little pouty and grumpy as you squish and pinch his cheeks, but you can’t help it !! He’s just so cute !!

He’s just so pretty princess babygirl cutie patootie pumpkin pie angel baby snookums honeybun apple of your eye. (You’ve called him all of those at once, and he looked at you like you had grown a second head. While he isn’t opposed to your expression of affection, he wasn’t expecting the word vomit while you had his face in your hands.)

Oh, and not to mention the cuteness aggression. You have to mentally restrain yourself from jumping him the moment he gets home, pinching at his cheeks, peppering his stupid face with kisses. Oh, how you wish you could bite down on him and shake him around like a chew toy. Or put him in a jar and shake him around until he’s all dizzy and has cartoon birds flying around his head. Or pick him up and put him in your pocket so you can take him with you everywhere.

You’re practically bouncing off the walls while you count down the minutes until your stupidly handsome boyfriend gets home. So you can shower him with your love and affection, even if it’s a bit excessive or shown in unusual ways. (Like gnawing on his arm cause he’s just too adorable, and it drives you crazy.)

[bigendervampire]

voldemor doodles...

[vinnyandthephenomena]

“Spoiled Rotten.”

cw: piss mention // spoiled! puppy hybrid! leon kennedy // mdni !

note: inspired by moots @writingwisterias and @rigorwhoring <3 // im so brainrotted it’s wild. somewhat a drabble. fluff on top of the obvious nature. he’s so cutie i can’t help but spoil him. // cross posted on ao3

synopsis: your spoiled puppy hybrid was a bit too excited to see you after a long day. thankfully, you had your own special way to make him feel better about it.

Leon was waiting by the door, anticipating your return. Your job .. that horrid place. It was just as bad as the v-e-t. A word you never said out loud, always spelt it out. He hated your job, because it took you away from him! Your poor puppy-hybrid had the worst separation anxiety when it came to you.

You stepped inside, but before you could even set down your keys, Leon was already all over you. “Leon-!" You exclaimed, stumbling back. His petite owner, so easy to accidentally tussle around. No worries, with his arms around your back, you weren’t going anywhere. Leon licked your cheeks, sloppy puppy kisses all over. “Okay, okay..” you laughed, trying to squirm away. “I’m excited to see you too, Leon..” You trailed off, realizing you’d felt a warmth pressed against your belly. You looked down, saw the growing wet patch on your poor puppy’s sweatpants.

“Oh.. Leon-" You began, but he paid no mind. Fluffy tail wagging behind him as he nuzzled against your cheek. “Hm?” He followed your eyes, one of his ears hitting your nose. “Owner... I’m sorry.” He pouted, not once letting you go. “I-I was just so excited to see you! I missed you so much..” He whined, looking back at you with the most pitiful puppy eyes. “Mad?” He asked, ears flattening on his blonde head of hair. “Mad? No, no, puppy.” You shake your head, taking his face in your hands. “I’m not mad. You can’t help it.” You assure, caressing his pouty face. Like a kid caught stealing cookies.

“So .. You aren’t mad?” Leon’s ears perked back up, nuzzling into your hands. “No-No, I’m not.” You can’t help but smile at his enthusiasm. His hips were steadily pressed against yours, feeling the thick outline of his puppy cock through the wet fabric. “Leon..” You began, sounding all disappointed again. You knew he couldn’t help it.

“Hmn.. owner..” Leon repeated your tone in a soft growl. “Cant help it.” He nuzzled against your neck, rough tongue running over your skin. Made you feel a familiar sensation between your thighs. Damn. He used your own argument against you. Touché. He began to rock his hips up against your belly, one hand grasping the small of your back. (his tongue ran up your ear, all drool and spit.)

“Leon. We should get you cleaned up..” You tilted your head away, but made no attempt to stop him. He whined again, hips rutting back against yours more instinctively. “Nooo-Please? I’ll be a good boy. I’m your good boy, aren’t I?” He asked, that pouty look on his face. Ears down and submissive. (just how you liked him.)

You couldn’t deny that face. “Yes, yes .. You are my good boy, Leon.” You sighed, petting his head. This puppy was as moody as the weather. “Thank you, thank you!” Leon cheered up, arms tightening around your back. Pulled you til your bodies were flush together. The warmth of his wet sweats were pressed to your belly, getting him all whiny. (needy.) “Owner, won’t you help your puppy feel better?” He whined, nuzzling up against your chin. He knew you couldn’t say no to him.

You sighed, your weak resolve crumbling. You knew you couldn’t resist him. You also didn’t want to listen to him whine and pout until you gave in. “Fine. Only because you’re not gonna leave me alone until I do.” You say shortly — but you can’t control the smile teasing your lips. “Really? Thank you, thank you!” Leon held you tighter, rubbing his cheek against yours.

He pressed sloppy kisses along your cheeks, finally reaching your mouth. You’d never “taught” him how to kiss. As much as he’d slobber all over your lips. You found it quite endearing how .. eager he was. Eager to please. “Owner..” He whined against your lips, grinding himself up against your belly. He couldn’t help it. You just smelt so good — looked so pretty…

You backed him up to the counter, letting him lean against it as you slid your fingers to the waistband on his sweats. Your fingers brushed against his blonde happy trail. Very happy indeed. You knew you had to hurry up or else he’d do it for you. You’d never met anybody with as high as a sex-drive as your puppy. Leon was just.. easily excitable. That’s one way to word it. He whined again, shifting his hips closer to your hands. “Owner, please. ‘hurts.” He pouted, ears all twitchy. “Okay, okay, don’t start whining. I’ll make it all better.” You smile, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. Made him turn his head to catch your mouth. What’s the point in kisses if not on your pretty mouth?

You smile against his lips, hands finally sliding into the waistband of his sweats. Rested on his bare hips. “Okay, Leon. Let’s get you outta these.” You help him tug his wet pants off and down his thighs. His fingers tangled with yours, pulling his boxers down with them. (tail brushing against you ankles with how fast it was wagging. so excited, you worried he might pee on you again.) You tried not to stare, because that’s rude. But it was hard not to. “Thank you, owner. So sweet.. so pretty.” Leon nuzzled against your cheek, grasping at your hips to tug you closer to grind his eager puppy cock against your thigh. “So soft and warm..” He mumbled, rutting up against you with more desperation. “Leon..” You sigh, saying it like a disappointed mother. “Smell good too.” He added, running his tongue down your jaw.

You knew you had to do something before you remember why you got him neutered. Didn’t help his libido any. “Mm.. Leon.. Hold on, okay?” You pulled away, petting him as you reached down, fingers teasing the tip of his cock that was prodding against your thigh. The pre left a wet patch on your jeans. Sticky and potent. “Ohhh, Owner. I’ll be good..” He rutted against your hand, trying to get you to wrap it around him. “Aww, Leon. I know you’ll be good.” You smile, wrapping your fingers around his shaft. You knew you spoiled him. Too much. He was spoiled rotten.

“Thank you-" He panted, forehead bumping against yours as he rocked his hips against your hand. You gave his twitching cock a squeeze, slowly beginning to pump it. A handjob every now and then never hurt anybody, did it? You knew it was .. unconventional to do these things with your puppy-hybrid. Unconventional, maybe. When Leon looked at you with that pout and his baby blue puppy eyes? You couldn’t say no. It started with him wanting to sleep in your your bed. He wanted to sleep with his precious owner, with you. You bought him the best puppy bed money could buy! (on a broke college student’s budget.) Gave up your favorite spot on the couch and everything! Then you let him take baths with you .. helped him through his first heat. Needless to say, you were won over by him as much as he was you.

“Owner,” He whimpered. “Feels so good.” He mumbled against your neck, panting as he fucked your hand. You knew you should’ve just helped him change and get a bath after pissing himself. You knew you couldn’t deny your sweet puppy though. You hummed, petting his soft ears with your free hand as you jerked him off. The kitchen was filled with the wet noises of your strokes and Leon’s whining. (or: pretty, breathy little moans that made your thighs squeeze together.) The room smelt of salty piss. You’d clean that up later.

Leon was house trained. He’d only pissed on your clothes once or twice. He couldn’t help it! If you came home smelling like another puppy, now else is he supposed to mark his territory? You couldn’t punish him, even then. When you shouted, he’d pout and put those fluffy ears back. He’d duck his pretty head down, whine and tuck his tail between his legs. You’d feel so bad that you’d give in and comfort him. You felt the swell of his knot catch around your fingers, knowing damn well he’d much rather be in your pussy right about now. If only you didn’t have things to do tonight. Well, unless Leon begged for it. Unless he humped your leg ‘til you had to clean the mess up. What a bad puppy! But you’d never reprimand him.

“Owner, Can’t .. Can I?” Leon panted against your neck, sharp K-9 teeth grazing the skin. You couldn’t edge him if you tried. His whimpers made your heart melt too fast. “Mhm, yeah puppy. Go on. Show me how good I can make you feel. Lemme make ya’ feel better.” You gave him the green-light, petting his head like the good boy he was. With a couple more grinds into your hand, he sank his teeth into your shoulder — sticky puppy cum shot all over your hand and thigh. Messy.

You hissed in pain, biting your lip to choke back a groan. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t like his bites, even just a little bit. “.. M’ Sorry.” Leon whined against your skin, lapping his tongue over the teeth marks, lazily moving his hips against your hand. “Didn’t mean to bite so hard.” He apologized, giving your shoulder messy puppy kisses. Open mouthed and drooling down your collarbones.

You sighed. “It’s okay, Leon.. I know you didn’t mean to.” You press a kiss to his cheek, and wipe your sticky hand off on your jeans. You had to wash one pair of pee soaked pants. What’s a cum stained pair to add to the wash? “Not mad?” Leon tilted his head to see your face, looking for any sign of it. “Not mad.” You smile, nuzzling your nose against his. “Come on then. Let’s get you cleaned up, hm?” You offer up. You knew you had a long night ahead of you.

divider from: @/wrbbnrse !

[iluvtboytummy]

I need a mad scientist kind of dom... someone who will tie me down to a metal table. Someone who will take exact measurements of every important part of my body. Draw notes on my skin exactly what he will do. Force water down my throat because I can't take pills without help. Run cold, gloves hands over my skin. Force his fingers into my mouth to inspect my teeth. Experiment to see how long it takes for him to manipulate me into being a good, well-behaved dog. See how much my slutty body can take until I can't handle it. I'm not a person, I'm a little science experiment.

[babyblankyerror]

He always knew his mom was special, a psychic maybe. She would try hide it behind silly lies from time to time but Stanley knew it was to get the money off those poor folks- still, he always believed her when she predicted things for him, even if it was dinner (which she would be making anyway).

When he asked her if he had any powers like her, she said no. Her face twitching in a similar look she often gave their Pa when he raised his hand at her...

Stanley tried not to feel too bummed put about it- Ford was a genius with six fingers, his mother some cool witch, Shermie is pratically a hero...Stanley....the only thing special about him is how amazingly stupid dumb he is.

Still- he always knew he'd find his people! Suck it dad!

Standing here, laughing with a group of strangers that all seem captivated by his charm and jokes, Stanley feels right at home. So what if his own home and family didn't want him no more? Stan could just make his own home and family right now!

Gravity Falls is a small town but it's a town where everyone knows him and loves him. His own little family- he has cousins like the lady at the diner, grandparents like the couple in the grocery store- heck! He even has a recently rich uncle called Northwest and a weird uncle like the ugly guy that likes dancing! So screw the Pines!! (He misses Ford so much...)

Stanford dragged his assistant to town, much to his pleasant surprise- the assistant barely had time to joke about how he's finally leaving his lab to meet the town's people before realising that, yes, it is about the 'weird thing' the town kept talking about that Fiddleford mentioned.

"They're all...acting odd" his friend confirmed as they entered the diner. People gathered around a single table and Fiddleford points out each weird behaviour- the northwest wouldn't be caught dead in the diner, the police man was a workaholic and wouldn't take a break like he is now and the lady from the diner certainly never served pancakes after 2pm...

As they neared the table, the strangest thing was who was at the centre of their adored attention: Stanley, his brother.

(Or: Stanley does have powers, his mother fears them because they're powerful and she thinks by not mentioning it then it's nothing to worry about- Spoiler: it is something to worry about.

Stanley has no idea he's, quite literally, controlling people to love him)

[grnherbs]

eigteen plus, mdni

hybrid!leon in a particularly brutal heat, who can't stop his hips from rocking into you time and time again, no matter how hard he tries to escape your scent he can't get enough of it and he buries his nose deeper still into your collar.

he thrusts sloppily over and over, willing himself to somehow get deeper each time and whining when he finds he couldn't physically get closer if he tried. his veined hands gripping the pillow behind your head, whining and fucking up into you, tip reaching the very head of your cervix.

"mph. fuck baby, you feel so fucking tight, this pussy is fucking gripping my cock so good, gonna fill you up till you're dripping with my cum," he leans by your ear and with a sharp thrust he says "and then I'm gonna fuck it back into you."

the feeling of his rough shirt pressed against your sensitive nipples, chaffing them in the best way possible, you were whimpering now, shaking from your third orgasm of the evening. Leon becoming more and more relentless as time grew on. his cock still painfully hard for him.

"you smell so good baby, i don't, you gotta be fucking ovulating, your hormones are fucking insane, can smell you half way down the street sweet girl" his head was warm, a ball of sweat washing down his cheek as he reached his high for the second time.

he shakes through his orgasm, overstimulated but somehow it wasn't enough, as he began to rutt again and again against you "I'm sorry baby,, i can't, i just can't stop, it hurts so bad to not be in you, I'm sorry sweet girl, I'm sorry I'm not myself" he shakes again and again and you stroke your hand against his warm, tear stained cheeks as he chokes out a moan when your legs lock around him. "it's okay lee, just, just use me"

and he sobs at this, relief, hips faltering into you and you swear you can feel his cum slipping out, too full to hold anymore, his wet lips capturing your nipple in his mouth, tongue swirling around the tip. when pulling away he ushers "need to fuc- need to fuck you full of my babies, please, wanna see that stomach so fucking big and swollen, need you to be a pretty momma for me"

[dayurno]

sometimes i’m sooooo blown away by the fact that kevin is so smart……. like yes he is the fox with the highest grades despite being also the fox with the tightest training schedule and yes he canonically gets called an obsessive genius and yes the extra content explicitly says he is both very smart and very willing to teach people. but really i am thinking about kevin playing reporters like fiddles, jean calling kevin too good of a liar to ever let anything slip, kevin going up to andrew post-game and wordlessly helping cover up the fact andrew is off his medicine by pretending andrew’s racquet had broken (and then proceeding to discreetly crush it in his hand when the foxes gather around andrew), kevin living a lifetime of walking on the edge of riko’s knife, kevin hiding french, hiding thea, kevin spotting potential from a mile away, kevin who even riko thought was brilliant and sharp-tongued. yeah……..!

[shadesoflsk]

people don't even say bless you anymore they just look at you like this

[chesue00]

He's just a pup 🐾

[808len808]

Breaking point

!Pupppy Leon S. Kennedy x Gender Neutral Reader!

Summery: Your poor pup was to scared to tell you that he's going into heat.

Authers note: I don't know what this is, I wrote half of it while I was drunk and the rest I wrote in the span of a month so the first part of the story is a bit messy, but I promise it gets better. !Disclaimer: by puppy Leon I mean a hybrid, I do not support zoophilia!

!Warnings!: Nsfw themes, "Reader" can be all genders.

(Words: 4,405)

(sorry if it's cringe 😭)

The summer had ended, well at least the vacation. it was the most awesome vacation of Leon’s life! You were home every single day, he went where you went day in and day out. To the park, lake, and forest, but also at home. He got all the attention. But now you had to leave for work again for 5 days a week from 9 to 5 and he was stuck at home, waiting for his precious owner to come back.

He spent most of his time just lying down in spaces where your scent was strongest, couch, bedroom, those spots. Usually, he’d stay on the couch sleeping or thinking about you, how you would greet him with a smile when you came back, how you would pet that special spot between his ears, his tail already started wiggling at the thought of it. 

Fuck, this was too hard. He looked at the clock; only 3 more hours, but for him it felt like years, mostly because he couldn’t sleep anymore, and because he really had to go out for a walk. 

He got up from the couch and went to the kitchen to see if you had accidentally left any food for him to grab, but unfortunately nothing, he could try to stand up and grab something from inside the cabinets, but then he would feel bad for disobeying you, then he wouldn’t be a good boy.

Ever since the summer vacation, he felt the need to be around you so much stronger, he felt the need to be with you at all times, to receive praise, to be held, to be cradled, and most importantly to please you. 

His ears perked up, suddenly feeling something in his stomach, it was weird, he went over to your bedroom your scent only growing stronger just like the feeling on his stomach. When you first adopted him you didn’t let him into your bedroom at all hoping to make a clear line between owner and pet but along the summer that line started to fade. The few nights he would spend the night curled up against you on your bed were the best.

He felt incredibly proud even thinking back to one of those nights, just sleeping next to you, your fingers going through his hair until he fell asleep. 

A huff grasped through his nose whiffing up your scent, his nose going up in the air. A small shiver went down his spine as he continued sniffing, trying to pinpoint the strongest scent, it was a whole different scent that he smelled, it reminded him of sweat but different much nicer, much more attractive, like it was pulling him towards itself. 

He followed his nose eagerly, coming to the bathroom connected to your room, he stopped in his tracks. He’s never been in your bathroom. He stared at the scary door gulping, he still had plenty of time before you would arrive home, but he already felt bad contemplating breaking your rules, well you never specifically said he couldn’t go in there… the times he tried, you had told him to wait outside or wait in the living room because you were having “alone time” whatever that meant. 

But now he was alone, he took one glance behind him, checking if you hadn’t suddenly come back. Luckily you didn’t, so he went in gently opening the door. It was just a regular bathroom, shower, toilet, sink with a mirror, so where did the scent come from?

Leon’s eyes scanned the room until he spotted the hamper, placed in the corner. He quickly hopped his way over, looking to claim his price. He stuck his nose in the pile of clothes in the hamper, all yours and a few of his garments. 

He never used to wear clothes, it wasn’t normal for hybrids to do, but since he was more on the human side -the only dog thing about him being his tail, ears, and senses, having human parts, and being able to do human things, he could walk and talk but it was just a harder to do so, he preferred not to but ever since he got off the streets, and adopted you learned him to do so,  also made him wear clothes. He still preferred to be shirtless so he would crawl his way out of them every chance he got.-

anywayyyy back to the story.

His hands mixed in throwing things away until he found the source, one pair of underwear more specifically your underwear. He happily took it in his mouth without a single thought. Proud to have found what he was searching for he went back to his crate, taking the used garment in his hands as he laid on his soft mat sniffing it until he dared to lick. An intense feeling sent shocks through his body, he felt something beneath him twitch. He didn’t register what happened. A breathy huff escaped his lips, but it sounded more like a whine. Hot flashed his face, taking another lick just to test if it would happen again, it did. 

His belly tingled a small sense of excitement filled his mind, he continued to lap only making the ominous feeling between his legs grow nose buried in the piece of clothing, curled up in his bench. 

He didn’t even realize he had fallen asleep when you came back, he excitedly sprung up, tail wagging behind as you turned the key into the lock greeted by Leon’s big blues you closed the door behind you before getting down to pet him, he eagerly leaned in your touch small puffs leaving his nose as you pet his head to the place between his ears back to under his soft jawline. 

“I missed you so much!” Leon excitedly told you almost panting. 

He looked so excited you felt bad stopping now, you walked over to the couch, Leon almost blocking your way by circling around your legs. “Come here,” you giggled as you invited Leon to the space next to you on the couch. You didn’t have to tell him twice, he immediately jumped to the spot landing half on you in an over-enthusiastic way, he pushed one hand on your thigh encouraging you to continue petting him, which you gladly did.

“I was sooo lonely, I missed you so much, it’s so boring without you! I’m so so happy you’re back!” Leon rapidly bladdered making you chuckle a bit, he was always so energetic which could be tiring but you didn’t mind right now, it was actually kind of nice to have someone who was always excited to see you. 

Minutes passed, and he was still pressed against you talking your ear off with things he had thought of today, your petting eventually slowed into soft strokes, Leon’s tail slowed down as he ran out of things to say a big content smile on his face his ears were back eyes closed almost purring into your touch. So relaxed. 

It was all your normal routine until you spotted something particular, your underwear, in Leon’s crate. Your brows furrowed looking back to the innocent puppy next to you. After a bit of thinking and mostly contemplating what to do about it you got up from the soft cushions. Leon perked up confused at the loss of touch. He saw you walk over to his crate crouching down to examine your piece of clothing like it was a crime scene. 

“Leon? What’s this?” you asked looking over your shoulders to meet his worried eyes. He knew that look, and immediately he was stressed, Oh no did he do something bad? He really didn’t want to be a bad boy! What did he do?!

Leon tilted his head in shame not wanting to respond. Not knowing what to say, scared he would make it worse.

“Come over here,” you ordered, your voice rather sweet than commanding, hoping to not worsen Leon’s nervousness any further He hopped off the couch and did a small walk of shame to the crate, tail tucked between his legs, next to where you were crouched he sat down, trying to prove that he was still a good boy. 

“Well?” you started to get impatient. The scared dog avoided your eyes, going back to the now wet underwear. “I-… I just missed your scent…” Leon pleaded, looking up to you trying to win you over with his sad puppy eyes. You narrowed your eyes thinking of a way to teach your pup that this wasn’t okay, but you just couldn’t find it in you to punish him, until he spoke up again. 

“I just- it tasted so…good” Leon explained further as if it would help him, it didn’t, in fact, it did the opposite.

The gears inside of your head finally spun. Your scent, he wanted all your attention, the way he pawed at you all the time, this wasn’t a pet owner situation, he was attracted to you. 

You gulped deeply staring into Leon’s eyes, nothing but innocence and worry, the poor thing probably didn’t even know what he was feeling. Your lips pressed together into a thin line, you needed to stop this before it got out of hand even when you felt bad doing it. 

You picked your undies up, moving to stand up. Leon stayed down his eyes following your every move. “Leon,” you started putting away your feelings, you needed to set boundaries, you needed to be responsible here. “You can’t pick up my clothes, those are mine, not yours.” He looked down at his hands, anxiety spreading over his face, but you weren’t done yet he needed to learn there were consequences to his actions.

“I also do not want you to go into my room or the bathroom while I’m not home.” He absently nodded seeming like he was at the brink of tears for being called out alone. “Now I know you hate this, but you need to learn that there’s consequences to your actions.” His head shot up, panic in his eyes as you strictly pierced his eyes with yours. “no-no-please,-I’ll be good-I’ll never do it again-please,” he tried but you didn’t budge you stood your ground while pointing at his cage, Leon already knew what was coming to a terrified look on his face -god he is so dramatic- as you pointed to his crate. 

“No-no-no!”He franticly shook his head. “please, I don’t wanna go!” He pawed at your ankles pleading. You stood your ground. “Leon,” you warned, he knew he was only making it worse by begging but he really, really didn’t want to go on the crate. “Please-I’m sorry- I’m really-sorry- please!” He looked at you from where he was sitting his bottom lip trembling as he felt his eyes start to water.

“I’m not going in! I can’t- you can’t make me!” He raised his voice, which made you glare down at him. Immediately his ears went down as he felt himself cripple under your glare. 

“Bad. Boy. Go in your cage.” Tears started to fall you felt guilty for hurting your precious pup, especially about making him cry, but you didn’t let it show, you stayed cold and emotionless. He let out a small whimper as he obliged, unable to deny your order, he looked back almost betrayed, like he hadn’t had this coming. 

“It’s just for the night,” you said as you closed the bench trapping Leon in the iron bars, a soft mat, and a blanket on the ground (because you are not a monster) his fingers clamped around the bars. You left, you had eaten out, so you didn’t have any more business in the living room. You made your way back to your bedroom, throwing the clothes Leon had spread across the bathroom back into the hamper, throwing away your underwear later. 

So there he was, he had been so excited to be around you all day, and he actually could do that right now, be curled up against you snuggling but no, instead he was trapped in this cage, this prison the restraint that kept him from going to you. He sighed feeling betrayed in some way. He didn’t understand what he had done wrong, of course, he knew that picking your clothes was wrong, but getting punished for it, that’s a bit too much.

You never punished Leon ever, so this was really strange. Leon was confused but mostly felt bad, so very bad for making you disappointed in him. He curled up on the crate hugging the blanket in sorrow pretending that it was you as the last lights went out. 

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The morning came agonizingly slow for Leon, the lack of sleep making him hump up as you entered the room, he sat up tail already swooshing side to side regardless of his exhaustion. You walked in your pajamas to his bench Leon’s fingers grasping the metal begging for his release. 

You kneeled down to his level, right in front of him. “Are you going to be a good boy?” you asked tilting your head in a questioning way, he nodded as fast as possible. “Talk,” you demanded. “Yes, yes I’ll be good,” he begged, half shaking the bars, you complied unlocking his “prison”. 

He almost jumped onto you making you sit back down on the ground. “I’m so sorry- it will never happen again, I promise, I promise,” he repeated over and over again as he tried to get you to hug him, you let out a breath chuckle and complied, “It’s okay sweetheart.” You pet his head to which he smiled even more leaning in your touch as he always did. 

And there it was again, that funny feeling in his stomach. At first, he thought it was just hunger, but the more you pet him the more he wanted to stay closer to you, press against you. The arousal pooling in his stomach stayed even when you pulled away, even when you fed him, even when you went out for a walk, and even when you left for work again. 

Leon was left alone with that unfamiliar feeling in his stomach leaving him to do the figuring out, Leon lay on his signature place on the couch. You had bought him a book for him to read. A simple book, just to help Leon fit in with the human side of him, also forcing him to walk upright on his feet when in public, he found it hard and tiring but he wasn’t about to disappoint you, not after he already did. 

So maybe that was why he was picking up the book, and starting to try and read it. It was easy enough. As time passed the feeling in his stomach tightened, like his organs were tormenting him. It wasn’t necessarily unpleasant, more like a neediness for something, only he didn’t know what. 

It came to the point where he couldn’t focus on the words anymore, his problem shadowed all his thoughts and made sure it was impossible for the poor pup to think straight. The only thing he noticed was that his pants felt small, smaller than usual, even when he had gotten used to them by now, they suddenly felt too small.

Leon frowned putting the book down to finally try and do something about his problem, he looked down to check if he could see anything from the outside. His face lit up as if he had just opened the previously used oven, and slapped the heat in his face, down his body making his skin tingle.

His hands followed the skin of his stomach expecting to find some kind of bruise or lump, but nothing only hot skin. His hand found its way to his pants to see if he could feel anything there. He let out an embarrassingly loud whine as he felt the bulge tenting his pants. His eyes dared to look down, only gasping at the sight, his hands weren’t betraying him, there really was a huge bulge. 

Contemplating what to do he experimentally cupped it with his hand through his pants, a whine even louder ran over his tongue, so hard that he swore he could hear it echoing through the walls.

But it felt good, it felt sensitive, but in a good way, in a very very good way, he has to feel it again. He slightly squeezed the bulge making his stomach turn in a way that felt so satisfying he couldn’t help but double over. 

Leon could feel his body trembling not used to these sensations at all, but he couldn’t stop, he started to create a small friction for himself, trying to satisfy this overwhelming need he suddenly felt. 

His hips involuntarily jerked up in his hand making his crotch throb as a whine left his mouth, his eyes closing in concentration trying to find whatever he needed, but it was hard to think, he felt so powerless, so desperate for something, but what was that something? 

Leon’s hand slightly sped up making him pant. His whole body felt on fire, so hot, he felt the need to take his suffocating clothes off but was too overwhelmed to do so. 

He kept going his legs trembling hands shaking sweat making everything stick together, but it still wasn’t enough, Leon didn’t understand, he never felt this, and frankly, he didn’t understand one bit of it. 

Eventually, his member felt like it was going numb. Leon desperately kept going even when it was starting to hurt, but to no avail, it just wasn’t enough. His hand stopped and so did the friction, his thoughts coming back to him together with a worried feeling, what even was that? What happened? He was left feeling guilty somehow like he did something shameful even when it felt so good. Was it bad? Was Leon doing something bad? 

He started to feel stressed, it feels bad now… and he really didn’t want to disobey you again especially when he was already put in the crate yesterday. Just then the lock turned, Leon’s ears perked up he hadn’t even smelled you, his arousal taking up all the scent in the room. 

Leon quickly jumped off the couch tail turning into a blur by how hard it was wagging. He was more excited than ever to see you. He whined a bit as he struggled to walk over to the door, the now painful bulge rubbing against his pants, he needed to get them off but that was not the priority right now. The priority was you.

You opened your front door, Leon’s face immediately greeting you, you always loved to come home to him, and his sweet smile, it grew only brighter as he saw you. (2 meninges 😧😏) 

“Hi! how’s your day?” Leon immediately spoke as you walked in hanging your coat up and sighing not noticing Leon’s state.

“It was fine” you shrugged putting away your shoes and patting Leon’s head. “How about you, have you been a good boy?” You said grinning as Leon grew red. “Mhm, I’ve been good all day,” Leon answered only it was a lie, a lie because he wasn’t a good boy. He did something new and it felt bad so so bad and he was scared to tell you. What if you’ll put him in his cage again? He’d rather lie than be imprisoned again. 

You walked over to the kitchen picking out food from the cabinets. “Yeah? What you do all day pup?” Leon followed you into the kitchen looking at the ingredients you put on the marble countertop. 

Leon thought his tail still rapidly swinging behind him. “I read like you told me to.” Leon smiled sheepishly at you ignoring the pain he was feeling downstairs. He could ignore it, he would ignore it for you. 

But eventually, you break, eventually, you burst, as any normal person does. A pup can’t hold something that big from you, and hide his pain…

His breaking point came at midnight. 

He was happily cuddled by you, he adored being small spoon. Until he woke up, drenched in sweat, panting, every piece of skin sticking to something. Leon groaned the world coming to him as he awoke his eyes and mouth dry. Waves of pain hit him from his crotch through his legs, a small whine escaped as he looked down, it was still the same, it was a wonder you hadn’t noticed yet. 

Leon’s whole body was in a state of fight or flight his senses heightened. He couldn’t take this anymore. He whined again as he stood up, legs trembling under his weight as he made it to the bathroom. He felt like throwing up. He struggled to grab a hold of the sink hoping for some stability but the cold on his sweaty hand only made him hiss. 

He was hot and cold at the same time, was it some kind of fiver? No this was different much different. Another wave of heat surged through Leon’s body his face red his lungs having trouble keeping up with his heavy breathing. He couldn’t look at himself in the mirror, his eyes caught glimpses down his body but none registered. With whines still leaving him he clawed at his clothes trying to wiggle his way out of them. The pants dropped to the tiles and so did his shirt everything was off but still he was as hot as one can be.

It was all too much and what was worse was that he didn’t even know what was going on. At this point Leon didn’t care if he got sent to his cage he just wanted the pain to stop nothing else mattered. 

He shook as he stumbled back into the bedroom. “Leon?” You asked just woken up as well, squinting your eyes to make out your pup’s features. His breath and his whimpers together with Leon not responding got you worried. “Leon, are you okay?”

“Please,” he whined collapsing next to you on the bed. “Please what? What’s going on?” Your voice continued to grow more and more worried. You turned and switched the light on, and there he was in full light his chest heaving up and down sweat dripping down his face, his ears flat on his head. His eyes closed tight his eyebrow furrowing into a painful look. 

With one glance down everything became clear. “Oh, baby,” you muttered softly. He was going in heat. “What’s wrong with me?” Leon choked out. “Nothing sweetheart, nothing at all,” you reassured brushing strands of hair that stuck to his face away. 

“I’m going to help you okay?” Leon nodded frantically in response tears brimming his eyes as tears slowly fell down his face, landing on the pillow, your sweet pup, he must be in so much pain for so long, poor thing was suffering in silence all this time and you hardly noticed. 

He was squirming waiting for you to do something, to do anything, anything to make the pounding in his head go away. His consciousness almost faded when you scratched behind his ears making his tail wag despite the pain he was in. It thumps against the white covers beneath him with it forming a small smile on your face.

“You’ll be fine sweetheart, I’ll take care of you,” you cooed softly multitasking as you moved your hand down his sticky body going gently over all his shapes and moles, going over the small trail of hair leading to the source of his problem. His hips jerked up a few times as you did. 

His cute little cock stood high and proud, pearly beads leaping down his length it was a beautiful sight. Under normal circumstances, you would’ve admired your pet for hours like this but this was a case with urgency and there was no time to spare.

Leon’s eyes shot open when you wrapped your hand around his base, a hand flying up to your shirt to take a handful of the soft fabric. “Wh-what?” He looked up at you with big eyes then back to the scene, blinking. Before he could do or say anything else you stroked up and down again. Leon quickly deflated, eyes rolling back as his head fell back into the pillow. Whines and whimpers fell from his mouth as you continued.

You started off slow so he could catch up with you twisting your wrists a few times and pulling utteral moans of pleasure from him. His plump lips kept parted eyes half-lidded going down and up with the movement of your hand and then to your own eyes. He strictly held on to your shirt as if his life depended on it his grip only growing stronger with every stroke of your hand. 

“Hmm-s’good-please-nhgh,” incoherent mumbles escaped his lips it was adorable. His pitch went up only higher and higher to a point that you almost couldn’t recognize the vulnerable voice of your pup. 

You sped up, his hips struggling to keep up with your pace, his eyelids scrunched together, you grabbed the hand holding your shirt and wrapped it in yours intertwining your hands while the other was cramping on Leon’s puppy dick. His tail was rapidly moving the sheets his ears perked up straight into the air. 

“Ah-wait-!” You didn’t react or wait instead you did the opposite only going faster. Leon let out a gut-wrenching moan his voice cracking into a whimper multiple times as he came white sputtered all over his stomach, continuing to drip down the white sheets as more continued to flow and coat your hand with sticky white ropes.

You slowly stopped, leaving his cock flat, Leon hesitantly opened one eye before the other a sit he was scared but he only saw your sweet smile. Before he could open his other eye you had your clean hand which was previously holding his, in Leon’s hair. “Good job Leon” you comfort his ears immediately twitching as you did. 

A cheeky smile was returned his cute bright eyes staring at you with excitement. “I did good?” He sat up slightly, the bed dipping in weight as he did. “Yeah, you did amazing sweetheart.” You cupped his cheek he sighed and closed his eyes, his body turning soft in your touch. 

[jinuaei]

Devotion

Self Aware! Yandere! Leon Kennedy × Player! Reader

Leon S. Kennedy was never a religious guy, never has he sought out God even during his darkest days. So when he first felt the pull when he entered the gas station, he thought nothing of it, disregarding it as his hangover (idk how it works I have never been drunk!!!) or just his curiousity. But that curiousity turns into fear when he sees the policeman getting devoured by another person. Rushing out the store he bumps into Claire, whom he pulled to safety towards the police car close to them.

The next time he felt the pull is when he got separated from Claire. With a blurry vision and a skull splitting headache, his body moves to an alleyway he doesn't recognize but somehow comes out a block from the station, it's looming form attracting Leon's eyes. Quickly he rushes to it's gates, doging and turning away from the people that tried to bite him. He is successful in this endeavour and rushes to lock the gate, blockading the front doors after entering the station. After that, it's been a constant tug of war with that pull wanting Leon to go somewhere and him trying to go against it, ultimately succumbing to it since no matter what he does his body won't listen to his mind. All of his constant rejection came to a stop when after Marvin saved him from getting mauled by a person-- no, zombie, not matter how much Leon tries to deny it they are now flesh eating zombies, not the humans he thinks they are. Before he could go into a panic attack with the reality of what is happening, the sudden vulnerability comes a warmth that almost made him pass out. God, a diety, or whatever the thing watching over him is, he could could feel it, he could feel YOU. He thinks of himself as stupid as he realizes that all that constant pulling was you trying to steer him away from danger. The warmth around him becomes hotter and hotter as he thinks more about what you've done for him to keep him safe, a shiver runs down his spine not from the cold but the intense emotion of devotion that overwhelms him. He doubles over in pleasure, his mind clouding with thoughts of you. Kneeling before Marvin sudden tears stream down his face, one would think of him as crying in fear, but his smile and the feverous blush on his cheeks hidden by his hair suggests otherwise.

He might not have sought God on his own but the deity watching over him definitely has, and he intends to keep that attention on him, and him only.

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Extra:

You: *Pauses the game*

Leon: *Has a mental crisis of how he can't feel your warmth, crying bc you abandoned him, did he do something wrong? Do you hate him now???*

You: *Comes back and unpauses the game*

Leon: :D