#luis mostly because of his dynamite

[tiny-chubby-bird]

two days of blood, sweat and tears finally paid off.

[postersofleon]

leon kennedy x fem!reader x luis serra

notes: i am convinced they are one of the best people to have a threesome, small intro with smut immediately following. minors dni. not prove read.

the idiot duo that leon had to deal with wasn't fun like they wanted to claim. luis and his partner (not romantic like they always claim) aren't annoying him, but what bothers him is that they have each other despite the horrible circumstances. in leon's first forced adventure, he was stuck with ada, and originally, he was stuck protecting ashley until they took her away. now, he had dumb and dumber. luis had the worst chaotic thoughts of making all the infected people round up and throw dynamite in the middle of them. while his friend was smacking them with a crowbar. sometimes, they share their ideas and survive in the worst situations.

leon was in awe in parts of they survived. luis said it was secret while his partner mostly dodged the question from leon.

but in parts, leon had to give credit where it was due. they knew how to survive despite their dumb ideas. every time leon or luis would get hurt, she got immediately patched the boys up. leon would mutter a thanks, and luis would kiss her in the cheek. every time, leon or she needed extra bullets, luis would throw it them and they would thank him.

leon was growing used to their way of being. leon isn't exactly perfect to judge when he adapted pretty quickly to them. leon is pretty sure that these were the type of people who he would've been friends in college.

but he didn't exactly see himself getting a blow by luis as he flicked his tongue on her folds. leon's hands were holding her thighs open. she was whimpering softly as she moaned weakly leon's name. his mind was rotted. leon hadn't been able to properly fuck around since he was in military training. he would give himself a quick hand job and back to work he went.

leon felt luis' tongue drag on his length. leon didn't mean to tremble so much, but his hips moved a bit on luis's mouth. luis pulled away, "vamos, sancho," luis scolded leon, "can't forget about la señorita." leon looked weakly at luis's partner, her pretty cunt was covered by his spit and her wetness.

her thighs were trembling, but her breathing was relaxing. leon had forgotten to eat her pussy because he was enjoying too much luis's mouth.

"she's going to dry up." luis whispered. he sat up and flicked his fingers gently in her folds; luis's fingers opened her pretty cunt with his index and middle. "she is rather picky." he spit on her pussy, "lick it up, sancho." he whispered. leon hated how he wanted this so badly, leon listened to luis. he licked the spit. she whined softly, a low growl escaped her lips, "luis, fuck you." she whispered.

leon flatten his tongue, his nose exhaled sharply. he needed this damn pussy so badly. leon grabbed her legs to lift her a bit. he sucked on her clit, he was breathing weakly as his tongue flicked over and over.

luis took off his pants, he began to pump his cock at the sounds of leon and his partner. luis put his fingers on her mouth. she immediately sucked on his fingers. luis and her had been alone for goodness, how long. leon once again couldn't judge.

leon gently pulled away from her pussy, he kissed her hip bones and saw how luis pumped his cock over and over. he saw how his partner had her mouth open, her warm wet mouth spilling a bit a drool. she cursed softly in spanish begging for luis to put it in her mouth. luis put his cock's tip around her lips, "so needy." his pre cum was making a mess on lips.

when leon saw her lick her lips, leon licked her clit in the same motion.

she looked weakly at both men, "i hate this." she whispered softly. she could tell luis was excited to share her, he was grinning ear to ear. "vamos, you don't really hate it." luis laughed softly.

leon looked so pretty, his eyes were dilated. he was gasping weakly, begging for something. luis's cock was the only one that has been inside of her for many years, but now it will be leon's turn. "fine, i don't hate it," she played with leon's hair, "it's fun." she muttered. luis clapped his hands excitedly, "leon," luis fixes his cock around her mouth, "you know what to do."

leon nodded his head silently. he went on his knees. leon needed her pussy. it was embarrassing that he fell into the caveman brain when he was told he was allowed to fuck her. he grabbed his hard cock, his stomach was feeling the familiar butterflies he felt when he had sex. he gently rubbed the tip of his cock on her hole. a soft groan escaped his lips.

luis did the same. he gently put his cock in her mouth, he cursed softly in spanish. luis's hips gently moved his hips against her, and luis was allowed to move properly because she was used to his girth and length. leon, however, knew he had to be gentle.

leon was smaller in length of luis, but it was thicker. leon gently pushed his cock inside of her, her warm gummy walls clenched around him. leon chewed on his bottom lip, "f-fuck." he whispered.

she was whining weakly. she felt luis going a bit faster, he knew her limits so she wasn't worried about him. however, leon began to worry her a bit. she could feel his desperate pushes. leon gasped weakly, he grinded himself deeper into her.

a low whine escaped her lips. luis pulled out his cock from her mouth, he hissed weakly, but his eyes were focused on leon's desperate ruts. one. two. leon was focused to not hurt her. luis looked at his girl, who was whining weakly, but it wasn't enough for luis. "goodness, mi amigo, it's been a while, hasn't it?"

leon growled softly, he moved a bit faster inside of her. luis nodded his head with a smile, his hand pumped his cock in the pace of leon. it was getting messy. leon lifted her leg and rested it on his shoulder. luis gently rubbed his partner's neck gently. his knuckles caressed her collarbone while his other hand continued to pump it.

"vamos, tu puedes," luis muttered to her, "leon is a friend now. your pussy is his cure right now."

leon whined softly, hearing luis's words made him slow down a bit. luis put his cock back into her lips, she immediately began to suck him properly. luis tilted his head back. he let out a large moan.

the room was starting to smell like pure sex. the smell of sweat, gun powder, and the smell of cum. she was basically pinned down by these men. leon fucking her pussy, he was quite quiet but small noises still escaped. his eyes were closed. he was focused on keeping himself steady. he didn't want to just cum inside of her and end to job. luis, on the other hand, had his hand on the back of her head. he was just slightly meaner because he knew she could take it. she gagged a bit on his cock and her pussy was pulsating around leon's.

leon's hips began to move his hips a bit faster. he immediately began to rub her clit. her pretty clit was sensitive, the cunt clenched to his cock. leon moaned weakly, "fuck-" leon moved faster.

luis wasn't paying attention to leon. a shaky moan escaped, luis felt his entire body needing this.

first, her cunt clenched on leon's cock and squirted from simulation. the stress of surviving made her cry out as she came. then, it was leon's turn. he groaned weakly as he came inside of her pussy. finally, luis's turn. luis yelped softly as he fucked her throat one last time.

they definitely felt better. leon exhaled deeply, gently pulled out his cock from her, his cum leaked out. leon grabbed a cloth and attempted to clean her bit. he cleaned a bit of her thighs. luis immediately zipped himself up, he licked his own cum from her lips, "thank you." luis grinned. leon nodded his own head, "yeah, thanks."

she was breathing weakly, "yeah, sure." she laid on the couch for a second, trying to focus on her thoughts. she put her hand on her forehead, luis kissed her cheek gently. "hiceste bien." he whispered to her. leon nodded her head. leon still felt awkward in this situation, but not like the beginning, at least. leon helped her sit up. "thanks." leon repeated.

she smiled. leon felt himself blush like a fool. she gently touched his jaw and kissed his lips, "gracias." she whispered. leon smiled. luis snickered, "bueno, sancho, back to saving your señorita."

[wrestlingisfake]

WWF Prime Time Wrestling (January 4, 1988)

Gorilla Monsoon welcomes us to the new year and suggests Bobby “The Brain” Heenan has to do better in 1988 than he did in 1987.  He mentions the neck brace Bobby has on (from Hulk Hogan manhandling him in December), and Heenan warns him not to bother him about “a dog” (alluding to when he and the Islanders stole the British Bulldogs’ mascot Matilda). 

Heenan makes excuses for wandering off during last week’s Prime Time and leaving Ted DiBiase to finish the show with Gorilla.  Monsoon (not for the first time) warns Heenan not to bring people on the show without his approval.  “When you’re the host,” Heenan says, “you can do whatever you want.”  That about which sums up the central conflict of Prime Time: Monsoon is the host and Heenan is just the co-host, but Bobby demands to be given greater authority over the show, even as he insists he’s already in charge.

“Hacksaw” Jim Duggan vs. Sika - All the matches on Prime Time are recycled from the WWF’s shows on syndication and for regional networks; this one is from Madison Square Garden in New York City, and was presumably aired on the MSG Network.  Monsoon, Heenan, and Lord Alfred Hayes are on commentary.  Gorilla immediately calls Duggan “the policeman of the World Wrestling Federation,” because he freely attacks the heels over the slightest hint of wrongdoing.  Heenan is not convinced a crazy idiot with a two-by-four is deserving of such esteem.

This match amounts to two big guys doing simple power moves until Sika uses a thumb to the eye to get the heat, and then Duggan quickly rallies back with some punches.  Duggan yells “Come on, tough guy!  Come on, you son of a bitch!” which has to be bleeped for television.  Hacksaw’s style resembles an overgrown toddler stomping around while everyone else does their best to pretend he knows what he’s doing.  That’s not really a knock--it worked out fine for him in his day--but sometimes he does something or looks a certain way and I actually start to wonder if he’s so dumb he doesn’t know this is all fake. 

Duggan actually busts out a small package and a sunset flip, which is pretty sophisticated for him.  He goes for a headbutt and sells it like he just survived a car wreck (because Polynesians have unusually hard heads, according to wrestling logic), but recovers within about 30 seconds to do the three-point stance into a running clothesline for the pin.

Returning to the studio Gorilla scolds Heenan for the Harley Race/Jim Duggan brawl at the Slammy Awards last month.  After the break, Monsoon is explaining that the Royal Rumble is on January 24, and then it’s off to Philadelphia for the next match.

Hillbilly Jim vs Dino Bravo - We’re joining this one in progress.  Craig DeGeorge and local personality Dick Graham are on commentary.  Bravo has Frenchy Martin in his corner.  In 1987 Bravo was managed (in a team with Greg Valentine) by Johnny Valiant, and Martin was an active wrestler, but evidently some changes have been made that weren’t ever explained on Prime Time.

The match is pretty basic but I dig Graham’s style, sounding like some old fuddy-duddy who is just tickled to see big burly men making fools of themselves.  Hillbilly gets his licks in, but this is mostly a showcase of Bravo and Frenchy, to give the new act a push.  Martin gets on the apron to distract Hillbilly, which allows Bravo to hit a jumping knee from behind for the pin.

Back in the studio Monsoon seems to think that last match was in MSG for some reason. He’s hot at Heenan for getting him in trouble when they taped the show in Atlantic City last week.  Heenan wants the $1000 bill Gorilla almost gave him for Christmas, but no dice. 

UPDATE: Craig DeGeorge is in his little fake news desk set to present a replay of the dognapping incident.  There’s no dispute that Haku, Tama, and Heenan took the dog, but they claim they left her in the dressing room and haven’t seen her since.  Davey Boy Smith and the Dynamite Kid aren’t buying it, and I’m not buying their attempt to act sad.  WWF president Jack Tunney has a statement:

We at the World Wrestling Federation do not condone the recent activities as it relates to Matilda.  My office is currently investigating the matter.  If Matilda’s whereabouts are not known within one week’s time, the appropriate steps will be taken.

I’m always amazed with how commanding and presidential Tunney can sound while saying absolutely nothing of consequence.

Monsoon wonders what Tunney would do about the Matilda situation and Heenan tries to pass the buck to the Islanders.  Gorilla changes the subject to Ted DiBiase offering to buy the WWF world title from Hulk Hogan (and Hogan rejecting the offer).  Heenan acts like he knows what DiBiase’s next move will be, but doesn’t actually say what that might be.

Jacques Rougeau & Raymond Rougeau vs. Jose Estrada & Jose Luis Rivera - This is in MSG again, with Gorilla, Heenan, and Hayes on commentary.  Estrada and Rivera are in masks as the Conquistadors, and never identified as individuals.  Apparently the taller one is Rivera, which means Estrada starts this match and is called “One” by the announce team.  The Conquistadors make several tags right away to put over their gimmick of easily defying the rules against switching off without a legal tag.  The match goes a lot slower than I’m used to from the Rougeaus, as if they’re still figuring out this mysterious new duo.  Both heels get knocked to the floor, which absolutely confuses the issue of who the legal man should be.

We head back tot he studio for a break and Heenan has brought in a fruit plate, which Monsoon suspects is from the hotel in Atlantic City from last week.  Heenan insists it’s fine but Monsoon figures it’s poisoned.  This is one of many Gorilla/Bobby segments that makes you wonder what gave them the idea, and why it goes absolutely nowhere.

Back to the match, the Rougeaus are in control and the announcers suggest that they’ve managed to switch off without legal tags, owing to their vague resemblance to one another.  You wouldn’t expect that to be a thing the Conquistadors’ opponents would be pulling.  The Conquistadors get Jacques isolated and it’s clear that they’re in no hurry.  Raymond finally gets the hot tag and runs wild on the heels.  They get one of the Conquistadors out and do some weird double team move in the corner to the other, but the move is botched so I’m not even sure what they were going for.  Jacques gets the pin even though Raymond was legal, so basically everyone just stopped giving a shit.

In studio, Gorilla needles Heenan about how the Rougeaus are gunning for the Islanders and it’ll take a great team to capture the tag team title from Strike Force.  Then he segues into the upcoming footage from Paris, and how Bobby is no longer welcome there after some alleged incident.

WWF ladies’ title match: Sensational Sherri (champion) vs. Velvet McIntyre - As promised, we’re in Paris, and the crowd is whistling at the women.  Gorilla and Bobby are on commentary again, but I don’t see them at ringside and they sound like they might’ve recorded this in-studio for Prime Time.  Velvet starts off on fire, and this is already way more action than WWF women’s matches delivered in all of 1987.  Other than the Jumping Bomb Angels, the division has been pretty sluggish, but I suspect that’s turning around with Fabulous Moolah and her associates being phased out for younger talent.  Sherri slows it down with some basic heel stall tactics but Velvet’s not having any of it.

This may be the best worked match on this episode.  It’s nothing compared to modern standards, but it’s certainly better than you’re gonna get from Hacksaw Jim Duggan or Hillbilly Jim.  Sherri goes for Velvet’s hair once too many times and Velvet gives up a chance to execute a Boston crab to pull Sherri’s hair right back.

We check back in with the studio and Heenan and Monsoon are still reminiscing about France.  Back to the match and Velvet is firmly in control.  Sherri is really good at constantly whining and yelling about every little thing.  Velvet gets her in a leg scissors and they basically do a bunch of goofy spots around Sherri trying to get loose, until Sherri goes for a hair pull again.  Sherri’s back in control and keeps working the hair.  The crowd is still catcalling the wrestlers.  Velvet makes several brief comebacks but Sherri cuts her off over and over.  Finally McIntyre goes for a crossbody block and covers Sherri, but Sherri rolls through to get the pin and retain the title.

Back to the studio, Gorilla and the Brain speculate about the nationality of the referee from that match.  Gorilla throws it to a pre-taped Mean Gene, who plugs the “Rumble Royal” coming up in a few weeks.  Gene brings in “Outlaw” Ron Bass to interview about the special format of the “Rumble Royal.”  Bass already sees the huge disadvantage of drawing #1 or #2, but he’s confident enough to not give a damn.  Interestingly, Bass gets the name of the show right even though Gene never did.

After the break, Monsoon and Heenan discuss the Royal Rumble some more.  They clearly don’t think the audience can grasp the rules for the match, so they go over it very carefully.  Gorilla mentions Dino Bravo’s bench press exhibition that will be on the Rumble show, and isn’t terribly sure whether Bravo might still be the WWF Canadian champion.  Another break, and Monsoon explains the Rumble will feature a special face-to-face interview with Hulk Hogan and Andre the Giant.

Iron Mike Sharpe vs. SD Jones - We join this in progress, and I think it’s MSG again.  Monsoon, Hayes, and Heenan are on commentary.  I mainly know Jones from losing in record time at the first Wrestlemania, and I mainly know Sharpe for being the jobber who sells every move by going “AAAAARRRRRGHHH!”  So it’s kinda funny this would be saved for so late in the show.  It’s pretty even until Sharpe gets his arms tied in the ring ropes and they really milk that spot for all it’s worth.  Sharpe is in big trouble after that, but stays alive long enough to hit a big standing lariat for the pin.  I can’t believe I lived long enough to see Iron Mike Sharpe win a wrestling match.

In the studio, Monsoon runs down Jones for taking time off and letting himself get out of shape, which is a little weird because Jones is a babyface.  He asks about the Heenan Family’s strategy for the Royal Rumble, and Bobby’s already come up with the old “we’ll all stand back and wait until the end and gang up on who’s left” bit.  I think that worked exactly one time, in 2009.

King Kong Bundy vs. Bam Bam Bigelow - This is from a Superstars of Wrestling taping, and you can tell from the blurred-out banners.  (Apparently WWE let the trademark lapse and can’t get it back.)  Vince McMahon, Jesse Ventura, and Bruno Sammartino are on commentary.  Both of these guys aren’t accustomed to fighting guys their own size, so we get a bunch of “you shoulderblock me and I’ll shoulderblock you” stuff to start.  Bigelow has Oliver Humperdink in his corner but I don’t  see Heenan in Bundy’s corner.  Oh wait, he just came running down like he was late.  Bundy is dominating while the crowd starts a “weasel” chant.  The experiment of Humperdink as a babyface manager was interesting, and Heenan does a great job of acting like it really rattles him, but it doesn’t seem to have caught on.

Bundy is just punishing Bigelow until he misses a splash, and Bigelow covers him with one of his own.  The ref counts extremely fast and Bigelow gets the biggest win of his WWF run so far.  Heenan makes fun of Sammartino’s commentary and legit cracks up Gorilla.

In the studio, Heenan is livid about the fast count and even Monsoon can’t deny it.  After the break, Heenan is relieved the show is over.  Monsoon dicks with Heenan about what day and time the show will be on next week.  I’m real glad I don’t have to keep up with this shit nowadays.  The show closes with Bobby receiving an angry phone call from Bruno and hanging up on him.

Next week, we’ll have more on the exciting FREE spectacular, the Rumble Royal!