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[starzox]

dimbles of venus

Leon Kennedy x Male Reader Smut.

I played my first resident evil game a long time ago, but couldn't finish cause I was too scared (also because I got stuck on a boss). There are so many hot guys in the franchise though that I've been thinking about giving it another try. This fic is inspired by this image. Leon mainly bottoms in this, but there's a tiny part where he tops at the end.

Since Leon joined Raccoon City’s police department, it feels like you’ve been trying to fix your routine. Some days, it’s easier; others, it’s more complicated. 

As all days start, it begins in the morning. You wake up to his alarm blaring out in the dark space of your bedroom. The covers do little to muffle the noise when you pull them tightly around your ears. 

The display pulls a chuckle out of Leon at least, “sorry, baby,” he whispers after turning off the alarm. He reaches out into the dark and his hand lands on your shoulder. For a few seconds, he rubs at your shoulder over the cover before the touch pulls away and you hear the bathroom door opening and then closing. 

When you pull the cover down and look at the clock, the red numbers display the same time you’re used to seeing. When your eyes open again after you hear the bathroom door open, nearly twenty minutes have passed. 

The light from the bathroom door cuts through the darkness, letting you watch Leon get ready for the day. He steps around the room quietly, putting the pieces of his uniform on one by one. When he has to grab something from the closet, you hear him let out a soft curse under his breath when he accidentally shuts the door louder than he intended. 

You pull yourself up from the bed and pad over to where he’s standing. You press a kiss onto his shoulder, the same one he put his hand on earlier on your body. It feels too early to speak so you go into the bathroom instead, but not before sending Leon a small smile. 

You brush your teeth and stare at your bleary-eyed reflection in the mirror. You could’ve gone back to sleep if you wanted, not having to get to work for a few hours, but you’ve grown used to these quiet mornings with Leon. 

“Coffee?” Leon asks when you step into the kitchen. 

You respond after kissing him softly, “yeah,” you rub your eyes as you open one of the cabinets and grab two mugs. When you place them down beside the machine as it brews the hot liquid into the pot, Leon grabs you before you can step over to the fridge. 

The creamer in the fridge can wait, you decide as Leon presses his lips to yours and the two of you exchange several soft kisses. You can feel parts of his uniform dig into your torso, but you don’t mind. 

You reluctantly pull away when the machine powers down to finish what you were doing. Leon grips the sides of the counter like that’s the only thing that’s keeping him in place and not following you and resuming what you were doing. It brings a small smirk to your face.

“What?” Leon asks when you turn around. 

“Nothing,” you respond before stealing another quick kiss. 

Leon asks you the same thing every morning, and this morning it’s after you’ve both sat down at your small dining room table. “Why don’t you go back to bed?” He asks after taking a sip of his coffee. 

“I won’t be able to after this,” you gesture to the cup that sits in front of you. 

Leon sets his own down before speaking again, “I hate that I wake you up so early every morning,” he smiles sadly down at the table.

“So you want me to go to bed and leave you all alone?” You ask. You keep your face blank, but your expression soon cracks as you smile and let out a laugh. 

“I just know how grumpy you can get without your sleep,” Leon responds, laughing harder when you try to kick him under the table. He easily catches your foot in between his ankles.

You wrap your hands around the warm mug, wondering if Leon’s face feels as warm as the liquid inside as you glance up and see a blush light up his face. You sit in silence as you both drink your cups of coffee. When you look up at Leon, he sits there, already watching you. 

You see him out the door nearly an hour later. Your hands itch at your sides as you say goodbye beside the door. You want to reach out and beg him not to go and go back to bed, but you know how hard he worked to get to where he is and you don’t want to threaten that. 

Leon knows he’s in a dangerous profession and knows that you worry, but he still goes through with it every morning. “Hey,” Leon says softly, cupping his hands on your face. You must have stood there for too long, unmoving with your face full of emotion. 

“I’m fine. I just worry about you,” you say. 

“I know,” Leon says simply. He kisses you, soft and slow, and when you pull back, you’re both smiling. “I worry about you too, you know.”

Leon’s thumbs run along the edges of your mouth as you let out a soft laugh, “I work the day shift at a grocery store, why would you be worried?”

“Those shopping carts are dangerous. You nearly-”

“I know, I know,” you push away from Leon, “you nearly ran over my foot the last time we went shopping,” you fake a voice, trying your best to sound like him. 

Leon laughs in the same way he had at the table and kisses you one last time before he’s out the door.

-

That evening, Leon comes home exhausted. 

You’re in the kitchen when he comes home, humming a song under your breath as you stir the food you’re preparing on the stove. You only see him for a few seconds when he comes inside as he heads straight for your bedroom to change out of his work clothes. 

He’s back a few minutes later to wrap his arms around your waist. He rests his weight on your back and lays his head on your shoulder. He lets out a soft chuckle when he recognizes the tune, “I hate that song.”

“At least you don’t have to hear it almost every hour of your shift,” you run your fingers down one of his arms and they tighten around you momentarily. 

Leon turns his head to kiss up the column of your neck, “just quit your job,” he whispers when he gets to your ear. 

You had talked about it before when he had first joined the force, and when he got paid for the first time. You always used the excuse of how easily bored you could get when he brought it up. Another time, you brought up how it’s smart to have extra money saved up.

Really, you could quit your job if you wanted to. You were sure you could find a hobby, and Leon made enough money for the both of you to live comfortably. The only thing you could think about saving for was a bigger apartment or even a house, but you liked where you lived now, even if it felt cramped sometimes. 

“So I can be your stay at home boyfriend?”

“You do already cook for me,” Leon said, looking over your shoulder to see what you were making. 

You elbowed him in his side, not enough to hurt, but just enough that Leon stepped away laughing. 

Leon placed a soft kiss on your cheek after grabbing two plates and setting them on the counter. This time, he leaned against the counter, his body facing where you stood as he told a story about how his day at work was. 

He continued on even as you ate dinner, gesturing around wildly with the fork he held. It brought a small smile to your face. 

Done with his story, you and Leon washed dishes silently. His soapy fingers would brush against yours when you would pass clean dishes over for him to dry. 

“Shouldn’t your fingers be dry?” You asked after handing him a wet fork. 

“I would be if you didn’t throw the dishes at me at get water everywhere,” he said, not taking his eyes off the fork he was drying. “I’ve already taken a shower tonight, you know,” he smirked, and went to go place it back in the drawer. 

“Thanks for reminding me,” you said dryly. “Stop!” You yelped when he placed his wet fingers on the back of your neck.

“What? I’m just waiting for the next thing I have to dry,” Leon said innocently. 

This time, you handed him the dish roughly, making sure a few droplets of water would land on him. 

Leon shook his head, trying but failing to keep the smile from appearing on his face, “I’m holding a weapon.”

You let out a laugh, “the coffee mug you used this morning?”

“You know how sturdy this thing is? I’ve dropped it so many times.”

“I know. That’s why I get up with you every morning so I can see when it finally breaks.”

“That hurts,” Leon holds a hold up to his heart, “but I can’t really blame you.”

It’s quiet after that as you finish up. When you’re all done, Leon wraps an arm around your shoulder as you take the short walk from the kitchen to the living room. If you feel the wetness of his fingers wetting the fabric of your shirt, you ignore it and choose to lean into his touch instead. 

He keeps his arm wrapped tightly around your shoulder as you settle down onto the couch, like he’s afraid you’re going to run away. 

“What do you want to watch?” Leon asks. 

“Don’t care,” you rest your head on his shoulder, watching as Leon flips through the channels with the remote. 

He settles on a nighttime sitcom that you barely pay attention to. Leon can pose as such a distraction, even in quiet moments. Perhaps it isn’t really that though. Maybe it’s your body having a natural reaction to him being this close to you. 

It’s like a thrumming under your skin that’s only sated when your lips are on his. His mouth is wet and soft when you press your lips to his. They open easily to let your tongue inside, just as easy as it is to wiggle your way into his lap. 

What plays on the television is soon forgotten as all of Leon’s attention is turned toward you. Your nights usually end up like this: with you or Leon in the other’s lap, lazily kissing and rolling your hips into each other. 

You always keep your hands above the waist and Leon does the same. You normally save sex for the weekend, with you’re both off work for two days and are able to fully enjoy it. Not that you didn’t sometimes enjoy it fast, you just preferred to take your time. 

With it being a Thursday, you only had one more day to wait. It made the pleasure curling in your gut all the sweeter. 

Leon could read you well and could tell just from the pitch of your moans that your orgasm was starting to build. He pulled away from the kiss you were just locked in and moved his hands from your hips to your back. He pulled you down as he fell back into the couch, holding your body against his to keep you from moving. 

Your head fell onto his shoulder, trying to get your breathing back under control while trying to ignore how your hard cock was pressed right against his. It felt like forever for your erection to go down, but when it eventually did, Leon rewarded you with a few soft presses of his lips to yours. 

You could see a blush lighting up his pale skin when he pulled away. You ran a thumb down his cheek, chasing the heat under his skin. In contrast, the hair on the back of his neck was still damp from his shower when your other hand went to the back of his neck to play with the soft hair you found back there. 

You pulled him in by the back of his neck to rest against your upper chest, “let’s go to bed,” you said quietly into the top of his head.

Leon’s arms tightened around you like he didn’t want to get up, but they loosened a second later. 

You switched off the television and all of the lights. If Leon asked, you didn’t run to your bedroom because you were afraid of the dark, but because you were ready for bed. And if Leon sickered around his toothbrush as he watched you run into your bedroom, you definitely ignored it and didn’t jab a finger into his ribs when you walked past.

It was your turn to laugh as you watched in the mirror as Leon rubbed at his side when you had jabbed your finger. You kissed the pout from his mouth when you were done brushing your teeth, the kiss tasting minty. 

In the darkness of your bedroom, you fell into the cool sheets, and your head fell onto a pillow that was the same temperature. You could feel a pair of strong arms wrap around your midsection and a warm chest press up against your back. 

“Are your ribs okay?” You ask into the quiet of your bedroom. 

“They’ll survive,” Leon says into the back of your neck. 

“Love you,” you say around a yawn. 

You fall asleep to the murmur of Leon’s words, falling into a deep sleep.

-

You wake up slowly, still in the same position you fell asleep in, but much warmer. The back of your neck feels slick with sweat. Your body tenses when a wet tongue runs over the back of your neck, licking up a bead that had started falling. 

“Leon?” 

“Finally awake?” He asks. He rolls you onto your back and gets on top so he can trace his tongue over your pulse in your neck. 

“You have to work,” you whine and clutch your fingers into the bedsheets to keep yourself from wrapping your arms around his back.

Leon laughs softly, pressing his smile into your neck, “wanted to surprise you, but I just couldn’t wait.” His hips go down to grind his hard cock into yours. You weren’t hard yet, but at the feel of his cock, yours was quickly getting there. 

“You’re telling me we could’ve fucked on the couch and in bed?” You grind your hips up into Leon’s. You wanted to be angry, but the emotion was soon forgotten as it was overtaken by pleasure. 

“I’ll make it up to you,” Leon says, his words full of promise. He starts by pulling his clothes off. Or, at least you guess he was by the noise of fabric hitting the floor. 

You feel the bed dip and then the room gets much brighter. Your guess was indeed correct, much to your satisfaction. 

“Uh uh,” Leon says when you try and reach for him. 

“Fucker,” you say under your breath and start pulling your shirt off. 

“What was that?” Leon pauses where he was pulling the rest of his clothes off. 

“Nothing,” you say quickly. While your shirt is over your eyes, you use that time to roll them. 

You get the rest of your clothes off quickly, wanting to spend as much time as you could watching Leon. It took a lot of work for Leon to get to where he was to physically qualify to become an officer and it sure did pay off. To both of your benefits. 

You were greeted to the sight of a pair of muscular arms that framed a broad chest. Your eyes tracked down his chest until they reached the trail of hair that normally disappeared into his underwear and pants. What was now in your view was what the hair led to, Leon’s cock twitching in the air as you stared at it. 

“My eyes are up here,” Leon wrapped a hand around his cock and gave it a slow stroke. 

“I’m just admiring the view,” you did like Leon and wrapped a hand around your own cock, only taking a few pulls for it to come to full hardness.

Leon huffed, “let me know when you’re done.”

You took your hand off of your cock and wrapped your hands around his wrists so you could pull him back on top of you, “all done,” you whispered before your mouth met his. 

You can’t help but run your hands down his back until the globes of his ass cheeks fill each of your hands. You knead the skin, moaning in delight when Leon grinds your hard cocks together. The head of your cocks are wet, leaving a sticky trail when he lifts his hips back up.

“Get on your stomach on the bed,” you pant when you pull away from the kiss. 

Leon is quick to comply and even spreads his legs out so you can make your way in between. He lays his head down on his side of the bed, on his pillow, looking comfortable and stretched out. 

Like your eyes just did when looking at him when he was taking his clothes off, you start at the top of his body. You press soft kisses onto the back of his neck as you start your track down his body. You get distracted by each freckle you find, wanting to drag your lips across each one, but you keep going. 

You have to fold your body up and make it smaller to stay on the bed when you go lower. When you reach the dimbles of his spine, you kiss each one, and feel Leon shiver under your touch. You spend a few moments at his ass before you spread it open, watching how the skin under your fingertips goes red when you squeeze and release it.

Leon’s hole is pretty and pink when you pull his ass cheek’s apart. You run a dry finger over his hole and glance up when you hear him gasp. His hips inch up, pressing back into your finger, which gives you the perfect opportunity to bring your head down and lick a long stripe over his hole. 

“Fuck,” you hear Leon breath out into the pillow beneath his head. He pushes his hips back into your face, groaning when your tongue spears inside. 

Spit falls from your open mouth, dribbling down your chin. It falls down in the same way your spit falls down Leon’s taint. You chase after it, stopping when you get to his balls, sucking at them wetly. 

Leon pulls you off with a hand in your hair. You meet his mouth eagerly, panting around the kiss you’re locked in. 

“You’ve got a dirty mouth, baby,” Leon says. 

“That a bad thing?” 

Leon doesn’t respond, only sends a dirty smirk your way before he’s reaching into the bedside table for the bottle of lube that sits inside. He rolls over onto his back when he grabs it and pulls you back down into another kiss. Leon presses the bottle into your chest with a sweaty hand and you grab and open it, all without taking your lips off of his. 

“Cold,” Leon whimpers when your wet finger makes its way between his legs. 

“Shh,” you press sweet kisses onto his lips in forgiveness.  

With practiced ease, your finger goes in his hole. You watch his face carefully for any signs of pain, but soon after the first is in, Leon is whimpering for you to add another. 

When the second is inside, you push them deep and angle them so they press into Leon’s prostate. You look from his face to his cock when you press your fingers up against the bundle of nerves again, watching his cock give a twitch and a glob of precome slide down the head. 

“So tight for me,” your mermur when you press a third finger inside. Leon practically fucks himself back onto your fingers, chasing the heat of your mouth so he can press his lips to yours. 

By the time he’s whining into your mouth, you pull your fingers free from his wet hole. You give yourself a few slow strokes, drinking in Leon’s already wrecked appearance. You almost want to tease him by rubbing the head of your cock against his hole, but you knew you would look the same if you were in Leon’s position. 

Leon’s blue eyes lock onto your eyes as you push inside and slowly bottom out. He wraps his legs around your waist tightly, making his hard cock rub against your stomach. 

You laugh breathlessly when you’re all the way inside, “you couldn’t even wait until the morning,” you give an experimental thrust, “you had to have me now.”

Leon nods his head, his hair damp with sweat sticking to his forehead. You push the strands away so you can rest your forehead against his. You gasp into each other’s mouths when Leon clenches down onto your cock. 

“Ready?” 

“Please,” Leon begs in answer. 

You can’t say no to him, especially when he gives another tight clench to your cock. You hold yourself above him on shaky arms as you pull out. You give a steady thrust back in only to pull out once you’re all the way back inside. 

The tight wet channel around your cock makes you never want to pull out, but the noises Leon makes eggs you on. His little breathy noises turn into full on punched out moans as your pace picks up. 

You place your hands on his chest, squeezing at his pecs to gain a better grip so you can fuck him harder. Your hands slip after a few brutal thrusts from the sweat on his chest and on your hands, but that doesn’t stop you. You move your hands to play with his nipples, twisting at them until they both become tight little nubs. 

Leon lets out high pitched moans at the feeling on his nipples and they only get higher when you lean down to sooth one tight nipple with your tongue. After moving to the second to give it the same attention, you blow softly over the sensitive skin, Leon clenching down tightly over the feeling. 

You move your head to kiss at his swollen lips, biting lightly at the bottom one. Your kiss turns dirty and filthy as you dig your hands into the sheets on either side of Leon’s body to start up again your intense pace. 

“Close?” You ask between your mouths, “gonna come for me?” 

Leon nods feverishly, his moans ringing out. It only takes a few flicks of your wrist after wrapping a hand around his cock for him to come. Leon’s balls draw tight and he comes in messy stripes up his chest, heaving under the weight of his orgasm. 

You pull your hand off and wrap them both around his waist to fuck inside of him. You still after thrusting jerkily, coming as deep as you can. 

Leon’s legs unwrap themselves from your waist and you collapse down ontop of his sweaty body. He takes your weight with a grunt and wraps his arms tightly around you. He presses his lips to yours and you kiss lazily as you come back down from your respective highs. 

He makes a noise of protest when you try and pull away, “I have to turn the light off,” you let out a quiet laugh. 

Leon grumbles but eventually lets you up after a few more kisses. Before turning the lamp off, you grab a rag to wipe the both of you down with, spending a few moments in the bathroom to make sure it’s warm. 

Leon stretches out as you wipe him down, making you laugh, “hurry back to bed,” he says, his eyes already slipping shut. 

You get back into bed once you’ve wiped yourself down and turned the light back off. You don’t look at the clock to see the time, but from how it becomes pitch black in your bedroom once the light is off, it must still be late. 

Leon wraps himself around you tightly, making sure you’re both covered by the blanket. He runs his nose over the back of your neck before going back over the path with his lips, “we’ve got a long weekend ahead of us,” he says when he’s done. “What do you want to do?”

“I can think of a few things.”

“Which are?” Leon asks, running the tip of his tongue along the side of your neck. 

“I’ll tell you later,” you smile when Leon nips at the skin on your neck, “I’m tired.”

-

Yes, most of your ideas pertained to sex, but there was also other things you could have spent your time on during the long weekend. Funnily enough, the morning started like others had, but when Leon had started kissing you as you both waited on the coffee maker, you found yourself in the living room. 

It didn’t take long for the coffee to be forgotten, your mind focusing on others things. Mainly the hard line of Leon’s cock as you bounced up and down in his lap and rode him into the couch.

When you were done, you both sauntered back into the kitchen to enjoy a cup of lukewarm coffee. 

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Stars on the Ceiling | Leon S. Kennedy

⋆ Summary- After the roller-coast of emotions that was the mission back in Spain, Leon and M/N finally get to release the pent-up frustration and relax. Smut and feelings ensure. ⋆ ᵀʰᶦˢ ᶦˢ ᵐʸ ᶠᶦʳˢᵗ ᶠᵃⁿ ᶠᶦᶜᵗᶦᵒⁿ, ᵗʰᶦˢ ᶦˢ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵐʸ ᶠᶦʳˢᵗ ˢᵐᵘᵗ 💀, ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ, ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ'ˢ ᶠᵉᵃᵗᵘʳᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉⁿ'ᵗ ᵐᵉⁿᵗᶦᵒⁿᵉᵈ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵇᵉᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵃˡˡᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᴸᵉᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵘᶠᶠᵉʳ, ᴹ/ᴺ ⁼ ᴹᵃˡᵉ ᴺᵃᵐᵉ, ᴸ/ᴺ⁼ ᴸᵃˢᵗ ⁿᵃᵐᵉ ⋆ Warnings- ᴹᵃˡᵉ ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ, ᵃⁿᵃˡ ˢᵉˣ, ᵐᵃᵗᶦⁿᵍ ᵖʳᵉˢˢ, ᴿᶦᵈᶦⁿᵍ, ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ, ᵒᵒᶜ⁻ⁿᵉˢˢ ⁽ᵖᵉʳʰᵃᵖˢ⁾, ᶜʳᵉᵃᵐᵖᶦᵉ

The rescue mission was a success. The president’s daughter, Ashley, was now out of the hands of those fucked up cultists and inside her body no longer resided a parasite. What a relief.

Or so Leon wanted to believe.

Soon after arriving to the checkpoint Hunnigan had assigned them to meet up, the American authorities received them and immediately took them to a nearby military base. Naturally, Ashley was immediately taken to go meet up with her father, while M/N and him were forced to take a not-so relaxing quick shower to “disinfect” any traces of the parasite and look presentable to be able to meet up with the president.

The soldiers “gently” shoved both of them into the showering area and gave them soap to wash their hair and body.

A soap to share between the two of them.

And no towels…

Leon sensed this was going to be a long day.

⋆★⋆

Upon arriving at his shared apartment with M/N, Leon felt a sense of relaxation and peace entering his sore and aching body; all he wanted to do was take a hot and steamy bath. He gave out a sigh of relief and walked towards his locked door.

He unlocked his apartment door and walked inside where he immediately started undressing. He started off by taking off that damn scratchy dress shirt provided to him by the soldiers who brought him, M/N, and Ashley to the military base. The memories of what happened at the base made Leon feel like he was infected with the parasite again.

Flashback:

Of course, those soldiers had not completely forgotten to bring Leon and M/N towels to dry themselves up with. However, one of the soldiers barged into the room while a shirtless M/N was pinning a very naked Leon to the wall while kissing his neck and lightly sucking on it while some quiet moans emitted from Leon’s kiss-bitten lips. The water running between their bodies only made the scene more spicy...

However, instead of just quietly putting down the towels and leaving Leon and M/N to do their 'thing', the soldier decided to make his presence acknowledged.

“AHEM! I'm sorry to interrupt your little private time, but here’s your towels and clothes, Mr. Kennedy and Mr. L/N. Please don't take too long.” announced the soldier as he put the towels down on the floor and the clothing on top of the chair that was beside the door and slammed the door close. Thankfully, M/N’s leg was in between Leon’s crotch so his “Matilda” was not visible for the soldier to see.

Still the mood was ruined, and M/N separated himself from Leon to take his own shower and get dressed as fast as possible.

“Um, I’ll let you shower in peace then….” Said M/N as he cleared his throat and went to shower in the opposite side of Leon. Before M/N could fully leave Leon to shower on his own, Leon grabbed M/N's forearm to have his attention again.

“You sure? Cause I think your other head is still thinking abou- “

“NO! It’s okay…. I’m going to take care of it myself, thanks.” M/N said as he gently took Leon's hand off his forearm and began to remove his more than uncomfortable pants and ignore Leon.

"Sigh, story of my life..." , Mumbled Leon as he felt the cool water run his throbbing body and aching cock.

*End of Flashback*

Just the sole memory made Leon’s head throb even harder; he felt like his head was about to explode. He began to drag himself towards his bathroom and turned the water faucet on and adjusted the water to where it was warm but not boiling hot.

Just when the bath was filled with more than halfway of water, Leon considered that the right amount and decided to go get a towel for himself and a bath bomb that smelled like vanilla and always seemed to calm his stressed-out nerves. He threw the bomb into the water and waited for it to dissolve completely and fill the room with its heavenly scent.

While waiting for it to diffuse, Leon began to unbuckle his dress pants (also given to him by those soldiers) and pull them down. He was now entirely naked (since those “nice” men didn’t give him nor M/N any underwear. Although uncomfortable, Leon couldn’t help but point out how nice M/N's ass filled out the dress pants he wore and how his bulge seemed to stick ou-). Shaking the thoughts out of his head, Leon entered the water and laid down so he could be more comfortable. He ended up putting both of his legs up on each side of the bath and closing his eyes to enjoy the ambience more.

(He so Babygirl)

As his mind began to relax, he began to recall the day’s events. Although most of them were foggy and rapid, his mind began to focus on one specific event; Ashley kissing M/N on his cheek as a sign of gratitude of getting her home safely. Although the kiss itself bothered Leon a bit (Correction, a LOT), what did bother him was that Ashley almost kissed M/N on the lips. On. The. Lips. He was so tempted to just take away M/N and claim him as his.

However, he refrained himself from doing anything stupid because;

1. That’s the president’s daughter

2. He and M/N had spent a LOT of time trying to locate her whereabouts and fighting hordes of infected to bring her home safe (and losing people in the way)

3. He would go to jail for a long time, and he would miss M/N if that happened

Besides, he couldn’t stay mad at her either. Immediately, as if sensing her closeness to M/N's mouth or Leon’s wrath, she separated herself from M/N and shrieked out an apology and bowed head down in embarrassment. M/N, although a little shocked at Ashley’s sudden brashness, couldn’t help but pat her head and rub it as in a way of comfort. Feeling the softness of the touch, Ashley raised her head and thanked M/N for his protection then she immediately turned to look at Leon and ran to hug him (tightly) while also thanking him for his protection.

Even if the memory was half bitter, Leon decided to focus on the bright part of it; there were still people in this world that didn’t want to see the world burn, people like Ashley, Sherry, Claire and M/N. Unlike Krauser, who Leon never expected would let his mind be swayed by the thoughts of power and superiority...

Leon decided to stop thinking about everything that had happened and instead started to wet his hair and get ready to wash his body. He sat up and began to wet his sponge to rub soap over it. But before he could wash his body, the sound of the front door unlocking and a voice ran through the apartment.

“I’M HOME! Leon! Where are you?”

That was clearly M/N’s gruff voice.

“I’m in the bathroom!” yelled back Leon.

Once M/N entered the bathroom he took a pause and observed. He looked at Leon in awe and he took a shuddering breath.

“Why are you here so early, I thought you would take longer, after all you did offer to do both mine and your paperwork.” As Leon said this, he began to get more comfortable around the bath. While doing so, he “accidentally” flexed his muscles, so they were more visible and filled out.

“*Sigh*… Hunnigan, that life saver, said that I could go home early and rest.” said M/N as he began to remove his tie, unbutton some buttons from his dress shirt, and lift his sleeves all the way to his elbows. He then sat outside of the bath, but next to Leon, to let his hands feel the coolness of the water.

“Oh, let me move my le- “Leon goes to say only to be interrupted by M/N

“No, it’s fine”, M/N said as he grabbed Leon’s leg before he could even move it an inch. “I’m not the least bit bothered, as long as you're comfortable.” Leon's leg went back to it's original spot and M/N ran his fingers from Leon's knee to mid-thigh.

Leon got goosebumps at the feeling of M/N's fingers running down his leg; he wished said fingers would go lower until they reached his dic-

“Well, if you really want me to be comfortable,” Leon looks at M/N in question. M/N nods his head and Leon continues and turns his back to M/N, “you could wash my back for me.”

M/N has a shocked look on his face but doesn’t deny Leon. He shakes his head ‘yes’ and pulls his sleeves up more (up to his elbows) and grabs the sponge from Leon’s waiting hands. Leon turns his back to M/N and gets comfortable. M/N slowly starts to scrub Leon’s back.

“Soooo, anything interesting happen while I was gone?” inquired M/N as he began to wash Leon’s lower back. He then splashed water in Leon’s back to make the soap wash off, then ran his fingers down Leon’s back.

“Hmmm, you have such nice skin, very smooth…”. He placed a kiss into Leon’s neck, almost near the back of his ear. This caused Leon to shudder and get goosebumps. He bit back a low moan that wanted to escape.

“Nah, nothing interesting happened other that I missed you.” Leon turned his head to look at M/N, who was still very close to his ear, and gave him a mischievous smile.

“OH, never thought you would get sappy with me, Mr. Kenn-!” M/N was quickly cut off when Leon crashed their lips together. A hand, that was wet and cool, grabbed the back of M/N’s head to deepen the kiss.

It was like when they were near each other they couldn’t keep their hands to themselves. M/N hands started roaming across Leon’s body. When M/N reached the middle of Leon’s chest, he began to fondle the mounds of flesh his chest offered and started to tease his perky nipples.

Leon shudders and leans into his touch. M/N slightly leans away from the kiss and his breath hitches when he looks at Leon. Leon was breathing heavy and his face was flushed red. He turns to face M/N and starts leaning towards M/N to get back into the kiss but M/N kept the small distance. Leon whines as he’s not given what he wants.

Leon opens his eyes, and he sees the way M/N is looking at him. “What”, Leon asks.

“You just look so… mesmerizing” M/N looks at Leon as if he’s from another world, like the very land he walks on is sacred. He looks like he would kill anyone that would get in the way of him and Leon. That makes Leon feel more turned on than ever.

“Shut up, stop joking”, Leon tries to look away, but M/N grabs his face, and he makes him look at him.

“I’m never joking when I talk about how beautiful you look”, M/N smashes his lips against Leon’s and Leon can’t help but melt into him. Leon grabs onto M/N's back and tries to bring him inside the bathtub to have so 'fun' time in the bath. However, he fails to pull M/N into the bathtub because he didn't budge a single centimeter.

“I want to feel you, please let me-” he cuts himself off with a yelp as M/N lifts him out of the bath and holds him by his firm bottom. Immediately, Leon grabs onto M/N’s neck and leans very close into M/N’s face. He can still smell the subtle scent of the cologne he brought M/N on their 1st anniversary.

M/N sets Leon down on the sink so he can get him a towel. Leon sits on the sink and whines at the coldness. "The sink is very cold, bastard.", says Leon while shivering from the coldness of the water and icy sink. Standing in front of him, M/N can see all those nettlesome water droplets running down Leon's perfectly, sculpted body.

Leon's body looks like it was sculpted by the Greek Gods themselves down to every minute detail; such as the moles scattered across his entire body, the visibles healed (as well as recent) scars Leon got over the years due to those dangerous missions assigned to them, and even just how long his long, dark brown ebony lashes framed his upturned shaped, flowery blue irises that watched his every move.

“I know, but let me get you dry, you’re still all wet from your bath”, M/N says.

"Then hurry up, I feel like I'm in fucking Antarctica.", Verbalized Leon as he crossed his arms over his chest, unintentionally making his considerably large bosom stick out (even more).

He gets a towel and starts drying Leon's face. Leon leans into his touch and M/N smiles at how needy and affectionate Leon tends to get when they're in private. Although, recently Leon has been getting more and more bolder in public.

“I love it when you get like this, so desperate for any touch I give you.” When M/N gets to Leon’s legs and Leon tries to grind his dick into M/N's body. “Fuck, you’re so distracting, just let me finish drying you, then I promise we can get to- “Leon cuts him off with another thrust of his hips. Leon looks at M/N with challenging eyes.

“Leon…” warns M/N in a low, deep voice while glaring directly into Leon’s eyes while stopping his right hand in Leon’s pelvis while his left hand (that had the towel) was drying his stomach.

“M/N, please. We haven’t don’t it in months and the mission in Spain got me fucked up!” Leon grumbled back while also scowling into M/N’s eyes.

M/N could only sigh and shake his head while messaging his temple. He understood why Leon needed a distraction ASAP, after all what are the chances that your old teacher who you looked up to and girl you had a crush on came back from the 'dead' and acted like nothing happened.

He understood Leon's eagerness, besides he was also at his limit; he just wanted to live a "peaceful" life with Leon at his side and make Sherry experience a more or less normal life like every child should.

“Ok, fine, I’m done.” He really wasn’t but he knew how much of a break he and Leon needed after going on missions that nearly mutilated them. Besides, his self-control was quickly draining, especially when it had to do with Leon. Plus he was mostly dry so that had to count for something, right?

M/N lifts Leon off the counter and he starts walking to their room. Leon, as impatient as he is, starts grinding on M/N as he walks. “If you don’t stop right now, I’ll drop you.” Leon doesn’t immediately stop and M/N stops on his tracks and loosens his grip on Leon's toned thighs. “I’m being so fucking serious right now”, M/N’s breathing is getting heavy, and his eyes are so full of lust and promise, Leon stops moving and starts listening.

M/N finally gets to their room and he throws Leon on the bed. “Touch yourself while I take off my clothes”, Leon immediately obeys, he begins to he groans and throws his head back onto the pillows. Leon keeps his gaze on M/N as he moves his hand up and down his cock and rubbing his nipples with his other while letting out quiet whimpers.

“Such a pretty sight, so good for me baby”, M/N practically throws all of his clothes to the floor, he’s not worried about giving Leon a show because he knows Leon wants nothing more but to get dicked down.

M/N gets onto the bed and moves Leon’s hand away from his dick, Leon looks at M/N with pleading eyes once more and he whines “I was so close, why? Please I’m close!” M/N moves both of Leon’s hands above his head so he can no longer touch himself.

M/N smiles and waits until Leon gets further from his climax. Leon's tip red and trembling from the need to release. Leon groans and pushes his head into the pillows again. “Ugh, I was so close. Why did you stop me?!"

“So rude, and here I was about to help you out, clearly you don’t need my help”, M/N shrugs and releases Leon's hands while getting up to do God knows what, but Leon stops him. Leon reaches out and grabs his hand before he can fully get out the bed.

“Wait no, I was joking, please!” Leon almost looks like a lost puppy and M/N laughs at his cuteness.

“Ohhh, so now you want my help,” M/N rolls his eyes, “Fine, only because I love how you beg for me.” M/N leans down and kisses Leon’s lips. His own hardness rubs against Leon’s when he does this. They both groan and he pulls away, only for his lips to land on Leon’s neck. M/N gets more comfortable and puts his leg between Leon’s legs. His knee rubs, softly, on Leon's anticipating hardness. Leon only lets out soft breaths while holding onto M/N's hair.

M/N's starts leaving visible angry, red hickies on Leon's pale neck and collarbone. He slowly starts going further down until he reaches Leon’s nipples. They perk up as if begging for his attention. He begins to softly suck on one of them while tugging on the other one. M/N then bites around the skin of Leon's nipple, but does no harm as Leon only moans harder.

Leon moans at M/N’s administrations and rubs his dick on M/N’s leg. M/N then switches and begins to lick the one he was tugging while flicking the one he was just sucking on.

“You are liking this, Mr. Kennedy?” M/N teases as he lays his chin between the valley of Leon’s chest and watches him. Leon raises his head from the pillow below his head and raises it just enough to look at M/N’s watchful eyes.

“Can you shut up and just fuck me already?”

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Hums M/N as he goes back to doing what he was doing.

Once he’s given both his nipples the attention he thinks they deserve he goes lower. He kisses, licks, and bites his way down Leon’s body. M/N leaves evident hickies and bite marks on Leon's chest, stomach and hips.

Finally, M/N reaches Leon's standing shaft. He kisses his dick from base to tip, making Leon’s legs tremble. “I need you to stay still for me, love.” Leon barely answers a breathy ‘ok’ and M/N wraps his lips around the cock.

“M/N!” Leon screams when he feels the heat of M/N’s mouth all over his cock, he can no longer think straight as he wraps his strong thighs over M/N's head thrusts up into M/N’s hot, moisty cavern. Leon's member reaches the back of M/N's throat and almost makes his gag. However, thanks to his prior experience, M/N only groans.

M/N lifts Leon's thighs off himself and stops sucking Leon's dick and says, “I told you to stay still,” M/N puts his hands on Leon’s hips to steady him. He makes Leon open up his legs further (till everything is visible) and then licks the vein that goes all the way up his tip. He puts the tip back in his mouth and sucks, hard. Leon’s hands immediately grab onto M/N's hair as a silent scream leaves his lips.

M/N starts bobbing his head and Leon can’t control the noises he makes. M/N reaches down with his right hand and starts running his fingers around Leon’s ass. Leon let out a choked-out gasp and he tries to close his legs around M/N’ s head. M/N would’ve been mad, had he not known how out of it Leon was at the moment and how he clearly needed this.

Leon starts getting louder and louder, clearly close to his climax, and M/N stops everything. He moves so he’s no longer sucking on Leon, and he moves the hand that was playing with his ass.

Leon nearly screamed in frustration and M/N would’ve laughed if he didn’t know how it felt to be right on the edge when everything suddenly stops. M/N quickly grabs the lube from the dresser next to their bed and puts it all over his fingers. M/N leans back down and slowly starts putting in one finger, Leon grasps the sheets and grinds his ass down on M/N’s hand.

“Be patient, I’m getting to it…”, Leon just continues to try and get the friction he so desires.

“Need...you, please” Leon is desperate, and his voice is so filled with need that M/N decides to stop teasing him. He inserts another finger.

He begins by scissoring him open and stretching his rim open little by little. M/N puts in a third finger and curls his fingers up trying to find Leon’s ‘special’ spot. When M/N finds it, Leon closes his eyes, and he pushes his ass closer to M/N so he can add more pressure to his sweet spot. M/N continues his ministrations and continues opening Leon so he can take his cock easily. However, M/N doesn't want Leon coming before he’s inside him, so moves his hand to make sure Leon doesn’t cum. This, of course, frustrates Leon to hell and back.

“God just fuck me already!” Leon yells at him. Leon then opens his legs wider and pulls his legs till his knees almost touch his chest. Those brutal matches of sparring against Krauser and the hellish missions they went to test their will of mind and experiment how much their bodies could handle when put in stressful situations was something Leon wished to never experience ever again. After Raccoon City, of course.

Nevertheless, elasticity was one of the only few good things that wicked program taught Leon and he was thankful for it. Now, he and M/N had more room for creativity when it came to their "heated" sessions.

"As you wish."

M/N pulls his fingers out of Leon and pours a decent amount of lube on his hand. Afterwards, he uses that same hand to lube his dick completely and gives himself a few strokes. He positions his dick in front of Leon's hole and then pushes half of it in before he stops. He looks at Leon and notices just how wrecked his lover looks; his eyes, although exasperated, have a shine that makes him look more perfect than humanly possible.

He also notices that from the corner of his eyes, tears are threatening to spill. His lips are flushed red, kiss bitten and glossy from the saliva exchanged between them. His eyebrows are trying their hardest to portray a mad expression but only make him look like someone who is close to crying and breaking down.

He looks ethereal.

M/N pushes all the way in and nearly cums with just how tight Leon is. Leon's insides are so warm and suck his dick like a mouth would do. He could stay there forever.

“Fuck Leon, so good for me.” M/N groans as he thrusts shallowly into Leon’s heat. M/N notices a small bump on Leon's stomach, but decides to ignore it.

M/N pulls back most of his dick off Leon’s insides, except for the tip, and quickly thrusts back in. He tries to aim his length to the right place so his tip brushes Leon's prostate every time he thrusts back in. He continues to do this while keeping an increasingly rapid pace and thrusting with such force that makes Leon let go of the back of his thighs and grip onto M/N’s back.

He scratches M/N's back and leaves scratch marks that will sure burn as hell when M/N is out of his bliss. However, Leon has done this many times before and M/N never seem to mind and even encouraged Leon to do it. To mark him up, to show to everyone who M/N really belongs to.

Hell, M/N even encouraged Leon to leave marks even when they were at the special program for the training of "super-soldiers" back when they first joined as agents. Leon recalls M/N telling him to not hold back with the scratches and hickies while pinning him against a wall hidden away from the rest of the trainees and fucking into Leon with fervor that left Leon with shaky legs and his butt hurting for an entire week.

To make things worse, the very next day M/N was called over by Krauser to as a way to show everyone how to hold their knife correctly and how they should stand (Leon knew that M/N was definitely Krauser's favorite). Being in the hot sun, M/N took off his sweaty shirt and the scratches from his back were visible to everyone present, including Leon. Krauser, naturally, forced M/N to run 100 laps around the field as punishment for such disgraceful activities.

(sorry for sidetracking 💀)

Leon arched his back like a cat and off the bed while holding M/N’s back harder. Right now, Leon is nearly folded in half. The back of his thighs are touching the front skin of M/N's thighs and his toes are all up in the air twitching in pleasure thanks to M/N's tip repeatedly hitting his special spot.

“Fuck M/N, M/N, M/N!!!!” he was getting too loud but he didn't give a fuck; he didn't care if their neighbors complained the next morning about his noisy moans and how the headboard kept thumping against the wall. However, it seemed like M/N did mind others hearing Leon's sounds (or maybe he was a good neighbor) and leaned closer to Leon's face and shushed him with a steamy kiss.

The pace M/N was going at and just how intense the whole situation was made the kiss very sloppy and wet; more saliva outside of their mouths than in, teeth clashing against teeth and tongues wrapping around each other like Twizzlers. M/N’s mouth muffled those heavenly sounds coming from Leon’s mouth and Leon could only move his hands from M/N's shoulders to M/N’s hair and pull those strong strands.

Eventually, M/N broke the kiss and spoke.

“Gotta be quiet for me, yeah? Wouldn't want any pervert around here to listen to the noises that are reserved for me only, now would we?” He knew he wasn’t going to get an answer (or his request wasn’t going to be perceived), so he just kept thrusting into Leon with rapture.

Of course, Leon did hear most of it and just got more wet from hearing M/N being possessive over him. By now, Leon's cock was leaking like a broken faucet.

M/N could feel that Leon was getting closer to his finish, his walls were getting tighter and tighter and making it harder for M/N to pull out. M/N decided to help Leon out and grabbed Leon's member and began to move his hand up and down. Leon, feeling overstimulated, could only moan louder and cry from the pleasure he was receiving.

M/N, also nearing his finish, started thrusting into Leon at a brutal but messy pace. His thrusts were less precisely aimed and more brutish; like a starved man looking for release. However, he didn't want the pleasure to end so quickly.

M/N switched positions, so now he was laying down in bed while Leon was on top and straddling his hips. Immediately, Leon took the hint and started bouncing on M/N's standing, waiting cock while grabbing M/N's shoulders as support so he wouldn't fall off. He let his hands roam around M/N's body; he started off by feeling out those firm biceps. Even though Leon's biceps made many jealous (or horny COUGH), M/N's biceps were a bit bigger and more firm than his and he loved it. He loved the feeling of protection and safeness M/N radiated whenever he held Leon. (Chris who?)

Next, he moved his hands to feel the hard yet soft skin of M/N's pecs and rub those soft nipples. Leon took his time feeling out every muscle in M/N's upper body. While Leon was taking his sweet time exploring M/N's pleasingly, built body, M/N grabbed Leon's ass and started thrusting his hips upwards and meeting with Leon's bounces.

“L-Leon… I’m about to come!!!” choked out M/N as his thrusts slowed a bit but still kept moving inside of Leon. Thanks to this position, Leon could feel every detail of M/N's dick and when he looked down he saw a bulge forming in his belly everytime M/N plunged his dick right back inside. This made Leon's eyes roll to the back of his head. 'It's so deep...', thought Leon while still bouncing on M/N's cock.

“Y-You cAN- INSIDE!!!!” Hiccuped Leon as he felt M/N’s length brush against that bundle of pleasure every time M/N pushed inside of him. M/N kept hitting his prostate every time he went in until…

Finally, Leon's head shot straight to look at the ceiling and came with a strangled moan and a blissed-out mind. His orgasm was so ferocious that his eyes made him see stars. On the ceiling. Leon’s cum splattered between both of their chests.

After a few more thrusts, M/N groaned at the sensation of Leon’s tight walls and came inside of Leon, filling him up even further. They both stood in place and took their sweet time to regain their breaths after such intense orgasms. For a moment, M/N wished that Leon would tell him to forget about cleaning up and would cockwarm him the entire night. However, he knew that would not happen (this time) and decided to raise Leon's hips up, pull his cock out and lay Leon down on the bed.

As soon as his member was out of Leon, M/N’s special 'milk' didn't waste any time and started to pour out of Leon and wet the sheets. Leon immediately whined at the feeling of being full and wet, yet empty and dry.

The scene before M/N almost made his cock sprang back into action; Leon laying in bed while hot cum loads out of his stretched hole, his bangs stick to his dampened forehead and hide most of his tear-streaked eyes, his chest and stomach are covered in scarlet and violet hickies, and every breath Leon takes makes his chest jiggle.

The sole sight of Leon looking so satisfied makes M/N want to go at it again, but seeing that Leon is very overstimulated he decides to not do so. Instead, he stands up and goes to the bathroom to grab a towel and clean Leon up. He comes back with a wet towel (wet from warm water of course) and starts to clean Leon’s sticky stomach from his fluids.

He was thinking of carrying Leon to the bathtub to get his seed out of Leon but decided not to, because after all: he was also very tired and very sleepy and didn't have the strength to carry Leon all the way to the bathtub.

He decides to plug his fingers into Leon and try to get as much cum as possible out of him, so the next morning Leon doesn’t complain and make a big fuss over it. Leon softly moans at his movements and tries to get M/N's fingers to go deeper. Eventually, M/N thinks that's enough (and hopes most of it is out) and gently wipes Leon’s overstimulated hole from any pesky, remaining drops with wet wipes.

M/N throws the towel and dirty sheets into the dirty clothes bin, and goes for cozy blankets to cover themselves with. Eventually, he joins Leon’s side. He moves Leon's head into his own pillow and makes sure Leon doesn't get a muscle strain. He quickly brings Leon into his arms and cuddles him.

“Leon? You still with me?” asks M/N as he starts to caress Leon’s face to see if he had fallen asleep from exhaustion. Leon's eyes remained closed and his breathing was soft and almost quiet.

…

“Hmm, yeah. I’m still up…” responds Leon after a few minutes of silence. “Was just resting my eyes and clearing my mind, that’s all.”

“What were you thinking about?” requests M/N, as he begins to pepper soft kisses on Leon's forehead, eyebrows, eyelashes, and nose bridge. Leon puts his head on top of M/N’s chest and enjoys M/N's affection while listening closely to the song of M/N’s heartbeat; a sound that soothes him so much he almost forgets to answer M/N.

“Oh, you know… stuff.”

“What type of Stuff?” questions M/N while combing his fingers through Leon’s hair and softly undoing those annoying knots that formed because Leon didn’t brush his hair after the bath.

“Stuff… like the mission, the government, you…” Leon avoids eye contact and digs himself deeper into M/N’s chest while tracing shapeless shapes into M/N's scarred backside with his pointer finger. M/N just smiles and stops kissing Leon's face.

“What about me?” he teases while wrapping one soft strand of Leon's dirty blonde hair around his finger while his other arm wraps around Leon’s waist tightly and secures him into his hold.

“You know, just you and your stupid antics.”

Leon says while blushing so hard that M/N can feel the warmth of his cheeks on his chest; it almost feels like Leon has a fever. Wait.

DID LEON GET SICK BECAUSE HE DIDN’T DRY HIM COMPLETELY!?

M/N quickly sits up and forces Leon to sit up too, who complains about his bottom and how tired he is. M/N puts a hand on Leon’s forehead and checks his temperature.

“Leon! Do you feel sick!? Are you having a feve- “ “I feel ok!” hisses Leon as he looks into M/N’s eyes and frowns.

Way to ruin the mood.

Sheepishly, M/N lays back in bed and Leon lays on top of him and hides his head in the nape of M/N’s neck. "Sorry, I was just making sure you were ok- " Once again, M/N gets interrupted.

“I was thinking about how we should get stars for the ceiling. Like for decoration.” Leon says while stroking M/N’s chest with a finger.

“Hey, that tickles. Also, ceiling stars? Never heard of those.” Responds M/N while caressing the back of Leon’s hair.

“Yeah, they’re small plastic stickers in the form of stars that glow on the dark when all lights are off.”

“Mm, that sounds nice and cute, though I never took you as the type of person to be interested in astronomy and outer space shit.” Chuckles M/N as he stops fiddling with Leon’s hair and begins to massage his shoulder blades.

“I’m not, it’s just that… a thought occurred to me. I thought that maybe counting stars will help me relax and sleep when the memories of everything that has happened in the past come back to haunt me. I thought that maybe stars would be a great way to calm down my nerves.”

“Oh, I see your reasons. Then yeah we should go to the store tomorrow and look for some- “

“Shut up, I’m still not done.” Says Leon as he shushes M/N with a finger and straddles M/N to have direct eye contact.

“Ok...”

“Also, every time you’re out on a mission without me, I’ll look up to the stars and remember that you will come back home to me and if you don’t, I will drag your ass back here.” Says Leon in a very serious tone while looking directly into M/N’s waiting eyes.

“Additionally, every time I’m out on a mission without you by my side, I’ll look up to the stars and know that you’re waiting for me to come back home. The stars should serve as a way to make us remember we still have each other in stressful situations.”

Leon looks into M/N’s eyes and waits for an answer. The arms around Leon’s backside tighten and M/N gives Leon a genuine smile.

“I knew you still had that sweet side to you, Leon. That good boy who always wanted to do what was right. I was starting to get worried that Krauser and Ada had killed that hopeful Leon I met in Raccoon City.” M/N caresses Leon’s face softly and pushes a strand of hair off Leon’s face. Leon only sighs and puts his head on top of M/N’s collarbone.

“Yeah, I was beginning to think that too...” Leon only scoots closer to M/N’s warmth and closes his eyes; his breathing slows down and moments later he falls limp in M/N's arms.

“Goodnight, my dear star. Wake me up if you have nightmares, ok?” whispers M/N as he kisses Leon’s forehead.

M/N looks up to the ceiling while holding Leon tightly. Leon's soft snores and the sensation of his warm breath made him sleepy but the thoughts in his mind kept him awake.

He wonders how differently things would've been if the Raccoon City outbreak never happened. If Wesker had never betrayed the S.T.A.R.S team. If Krauser hadn't...

A migraine invades his mind and sooner tiredness overpowers him and he finds himself closing his eyes and falling into a slumber of dreams and stars. A dream where Leon, Sherry, and him go stargazing.

M/N and Leon have a nightmare free sleep that night.

[starzox]

Sub! Leon Kennedy X Dom! Male Reader Nsfw Headcanons

Warnings: you treating Leon like a cum dump, that's all

Leon is so charismatic to everyone around him, however when he is around you, he acts totally different

He is very touchy towards you as well, and would flirt with you.

If he wants to tease you even more, he would sit on your lap before grinding on you, making you get hard

His slutty behavior alone is enough to make you pound him, and he loves it when you show him your dominant side, it makes him want to be even more slutty towards you

Don't forget to shove your cock in his mouth, because he'll suck it dry even if he chokes on your cum

Leon acts like he's the boss around others, but deep down, he's just your personal cum dump, and he is okay with that. As long as it's you of course

[starzox]

Sooooooo let's Go!

The reader would be Ashley's brother, and would be sent along with Leon to rescue her. But, the reader has knowledge about weapons and espionage, for being an agent (your choice of his affiliation), and throughout the mission Leon and the reader begin to fall in love with each other. So after rescuing Ashley, they arrange to meet and what happens next is up to you!

When Ada appears, the reader is with Leon, which makes him feel a little jealous and maybe Ashley helping them get together, pls?

ఌ 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐘

꧁ 𝙇𝙚𝙤𝙣 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

Word count › 3.4k

Rating › SFW

Warnings › none

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Maybe it wasn’t smart. Sure, (Name) had the skills to fight and kill. But never alone. He had never been alone before but here he was. In some random village. He was cursing himself in his head. His gun was empty as well. Ammo gone.

Only a knife as his only weapon of choice. He knows how to fight. But these aren’t… people.

He can’t even fight dirty! They don’t go down like normal people. Sure, he had heard about zombies but these felt so different. He was a fool to think he could ever save Ashley. His father was right on him not thinking before reacting.

But hearing his baby sister was kidnapped, how could he not panic? They don’t know what these people are. And after running into just two of them, he knew he was right to be afraid.

Checking his rounds again, as if some would magically appear, he shoved his gun back into his holster. He wanted to give up but decided he was too far ahead. The church he had heard those things talk about had to have Ashley in it.

It was mainly a guess but guess were all he had right now.

He was lucky enough that most of the villagers were already dead whenever he passed by. But that also caused him to worry. Who the hell was killing them? It looked to be gunshots, so he was hoping it could’ve been some regular army guy but he didn’t know if they would want to work with him.

The church in front of (Name) was mainly deserted. He saw two bodies on the floor as he walked to the entrance. It was already open. He slowly stepped inside, brandishing his knife.

It was a longer blade than most knifes but it was getting old. He forgot to grab a much newer one.

He was silent, just to hear if there was anyone else until he heard Ashley’s voice. And some unknown man’s. His sister screamed at first but then it was silent. (Name) panicked and quickly ran up to the ladder.

With only his adrenaline pumping, he was on the second floor in record time to see the man in front of Ashley. From his view, all he could really see was that he was holding a gun.

(Name) crept over, ready to attack the man until he turned around. A sudden squeak left his mouth, he would very much deny it, and he dropped onto the ground.

Ashley sighed in relief. “(Name)!” She rushed over to him despite the other man’s protest. “How’d you find me?”

“Oh, uh, I stole some… stuff.. it doesn’t matter. We gotta leave,” (Name) moved to stand up until a sudden cough was heard. The siblings turned their attention back to the man with the gun.

“This family reunion is cute and all but I need to know how you got here,” he said.

“Why? Who are you?”

“Leon Kennedy. I was sent by her.. your father to rescue Ashley. He didn’t tell me his son would be here as well.” Leon said, eyeing (Name).

“Well he doesn’t know.”

“Not a good thing, is it?” Leon asked, raising an eyebrow. (Name) bit his lip. Okay, he was right. It wasn’t a good idea to come here without telling someone. If he hadn’t found out where Ashley was and ended up being killed, no one would’ve known where he was.

Ashley sighed. “Okay, we can worry about this later. We need to get out here before—”

The sound of chanting interrupted her as the trio looked over to the window. It was the villagers with pitchforks and weapons, ready to do anything to keep Ashley from leaving. Leon cursed as he began to reload his gun.

“Alright, we’ll talk later. I’m sure you can fight, yeah? Don’t gotta worry about you?”

(Name) rolled his eyes. “No shit. I wouldn’t have been able to survive this long if I couldn’t.”

“It didn’t seem like it by that mouse squeak you let out earlier. But prove me wrong.”

“Guys.” Ashley groaned.

“Sorry…” (Name) muttered.

(Name) did not like this Leon Kennedy.

But he couldn’t lie at how cool Leon was fighting against the villagers. (Name) didn’t have to do much at all. He mainly focused on keeping Ashley away from any villagers that tried to grab her.

“We have a helicopter coming, we just have to reach the location before the weather.” Leon said, leading them to the supposed location.

(Name) felt weird following some random guy but he seemed legit. Ashley seemed to have no problem so he didn’t say anything. If this guy did have a helicopter for them to get out, he’d better take it.

Ashley elbowed his arm. “(Name), what were you thinking? Dad would’ve sent someone for me. You didn’t need to come.”

“Yeah, but, I was worried.”

“Worrying is fine but thinking would be nice.”

“Would you not have tried to come rescue me if you could?”

“Maybe but I would’ve had a plan or at least some people to help. Not go it alone. We’re lucky Leon is here.”

“I could’ve saved you without mister pretty face.”

“Thanks.” Leon suddenly said.

“Huh?” (Name) remembered that Leon could obviously hear them. He wasn’t exactly whispering when he said that.

“Mister pretty face? Thanks.”

“It wasn’t a compliment…” (Name) muttered but got no answer from Leon. Ashley simply laughed.

The walk to the location was cut short when they ran into a few villagers. It felt like an ambush as they popped out from every side, effectively blocking them from leaving. (Name) pushed Ashley behind him, holding his knife out as some sort of warning.

He heard a chuckle from beside him but he decided to ignore it. Leon had no business laughing at him in a moment like this. The villagers began to attack as Leon started shooting.

(Name) payed more attention to Ashley the entire time, maneuvering her anything a villager grabbed at her clothes. But all this attention on her left his wide open for a swing at his head. He dodge the first time, much to his shock but was swiftly overtaken by one that stabbed his hand.

He cursed, watching as one of the much bigger ones grabbed him with ease and slung him over his back. Ashley screamed out, as another tried to grab her but was killed by Leon. He aimed his gun at the one holding (Name) but was swiftly attacked by another villager.

It gave the one holding (Name) enough time to walk away. (Name) used his knife to slash at the kidnapper but was unable to phase it. This wasn’t like the other villagers. It had a hat with a long coat. A stature that felt inhuman.

“Relieve yourself to God, my child. For it is the only thing for your salvation.”

“The fuck are you talking about?”

(Name) could feel faint. His tiredness was getting to him. Fighting against two villagers earlier with just six billets and a knife tired him. He also didn’t pass by with no hits from that fight. They got him a couple of times. It didn’t bother him then, he had built a tolerance of pain but he could feel himself bleeding.

He didn’t have the adrenaline to push through anymore.

At least Ashley was safe with someone.

ꕤ

“You will be a great sacrifice. Abandon any struggling or doubt and give this fruitful body to God.”

The feeling of something cool against his skin shook (Name) awake as he tried to open his eyes. They were heavy as he heard the murmur of prayers. He wasn’t dead? A slice at his skin caused him to scream out, pulling at the chains that held him. He didn’t know where the hell he was but he could certainly tell someone was carving something into his back.

The sound of them walking away was when he finally got the courage to open his eyes.

He then tried to look around but only saw a dark cave. Only a lone candle light on a floor near the wall and the moonlight seeping through the cave opening was his only sense of light. He could feel blood trailing down his back as the blood was pulled away from his skin.

(Name) didn’t want to know what was carved into his back. He wasn’t sure what was happening but he knew he would die tonight. It had to be a human sacrifice. This cult already tried to kill him before.

He glanced around, to see if there was anything he could free himself with. His shirt was torn open seeing he still had it one technically. There were too lazy to fully strip him shirtless. His pants were still there but covered in mud and dirt from his falls earlier.

His knife.

His knife was on the table with the candle. He couldn’t even kill himself to not deal with whatever this shit was. (Name) whined. He wanted to just die.

Not have to deal with whatever the fuck this was.

He didn’t want to die here but it seemed most likely. Shit. (Name) hoped Ashley was fine. She had Leon at least. He sighed. The feeling of being lightheaded taking over.

“Oh wow. Didn’t think you’d be here.”

(Name) glanced up to see a woman in a red sweater dress in front of him. An odd choice to wear in a situation like this but he didn’t question it. The woman kneeled down in front of him, looking over his body with pursed lips.

“You feeling okay? You look a little woozy.”

“No…” (Name) couldn’t finish his speech. He groaned.

“You’re Ashley’s big brother, right? You came to come save her yourself? How cute.”

“I…”

“Well, it seems you’re in a bad position so I’ll help you and you’ll help me later, alright?”

“Hm.”

“I’ll take that as a yes. Ada Wong.”

“(Name) G….” (Name) felt his head fall down to the ground as the chains holding him up released him. He groaned out in pain but soon felt himself fall asleep.

He wasn’t sure he’d wake up.

ꕤ

“How’d you find him?”

“I’d put the gun down if I were you. The only thing that kept him alive was me. I see you lost Ashley though.” Ada said.

(Name) groaned as he looked around at where he was. He could feel that the carvings in his back certainly did happen. It was a fucked up dream. But what he didn’t feel all to there at all.

“He’ll be a bit stupid for an hour. It’s just the drugs.”

“I don’t have an hour.”

“Well you do now, Leon. Unless you wanna just leave him here, where anyone can just walk into this house. I mean, he isn’t your mission anyway.”

(Name) could hear voices outside of the room he was in. It looked to be the master bedroom with how spacious it was. He couldn’t think straight. A giggle left his lips as he tried to sit up only to collapse back down on the bed.

“He’s awake. Make sure his stitches don’t open. We’ll talk another time.”

The creek of the door caught (Name)’s attention as he watched Leon walk in. He looked angrier than the last time he saw him but his more blank expression took over once he saw (Name) stare at him.

“Ashley..?”

“Gone. She ran away. But I know where she is. It’s the castle.”

(Name) only grinned. “When’d you get so manly Ashley?”

“… excuse me?”

“Oh, wait… you’re not Ashley.” (Name) reached up his right hand to touch Leon’s face only to see it bandaged. “Ah! What happened?”

“How are you feeling? Any pain?”

“Hmmmm, no? I feel sleepy.”

(Name) moved to lay on his side, using his hand to reach out towards Leon. Leon looked more preoccupied with whoever he was talking to in his ear piece. (Name) wasn’t sure. He felt hazy.

He used his non bandaged hand to grab at Leon’s belt, playing with it. Leon pushed his hand away but that only made (Name) reach for it again. The only answer after that was a grunt before Leon just left him to it, more worried about who he was talking to.

The sound of thunder outside caught (Name)’s attention. In the back of his head, he worried for Ashley. Just when he had her, he lost her. He couldn’t help the whimper he let out, pulling away from Leon’s belt.

He failed her.

Tears streamed down his face as he tried to curl into a ball onto cry out in pain instead. He felt a hand grab his arm and looked up at an angry Leon.

It seemed the only thing he did for Leon was make him angry.

“No sudden movements. Those stitches aren’t professional. They can’t withstand much before breaking.”

“Sorry…” (Name) whispered. So pathetic. He should’ve just stayed home. Maybe he wouldn’t have caused such problems. His father was smart, he could’ve handled it.

Leon simply hummed before pulling away. (Name)’s face was still fresh with tears and they wouldn’t stop. He turned his face away from Leon, not wanting him to see him like this.

He did have some sense of pride on not being seen as weak. His military training was for nothing if carvings on his back killed him like this.

But he never really tried to fight whatever those things were.

(Name) stiffened when he felt Leon’s hand on his head. He waited for a moment, his breathing slowed as Leon awkwardly rubbed his hair as if he was a dog. Then Leon simply pulled his hand away.

He didn’t say anything before walking away, muttering about making sure no one had found the house. (Name) sniffled as he thought about what just happened. He was been used to people not touching him. That’s what he was.

An untouchable guy who killed with ease as a veteran at such a young age. Making his pops proud. Only Ashley really tried to get him to open up. Stop relying on his skewed view of a man to make himself feel better.

He was still crying. But it was for something else. The touch of someone other than Ashley felt nice. It felt good. No matter how awkward it was.

Maybe Ashley was right calling him a touch starved mouse. Though she only called him a mouse because of how he sounded during jump scares in horror movies.

(Name) wiped away his tears. He could worry about his mental problems later. Ashley being alive mattered more. But he couldn’t exactly move.

“Leon.” He called out.

Much to his shock, Leon was immediately there. He looked a bit panic at first before calming himself when he noticed that nothing was wrong.

“What?”

“You should go to Ashley. We don’t know how much time she has left.”

“No can do. I can’t leave you.”

“I’m not your mission. I came here on my own accord. I’ll meet you guys later.”

“Meet us later? You can’t even bend. How can I know you can fight? Let alone run.”

“Ashley matters more.”

“Ashley won’t be pleased to hear I had you and then lost you just as quickly. She’ll be happier and more likely to listen to you than me.” Leon said.

What he said felt final. (Name) didn’t feel like he could rebuttal him. Maybe it was the way he said it. His stance. His eyes. But he was a bit scary to argue with so (Name) shut his mouth. That seemed to please Leon as his anger was gone as soon as it came.

He looked out the window, possibly looking out for anything before checking how much ammo he had left.

“Where’s your gun?”

“Dunno. They took it maybe. My knife isn’t here either.”

“Okay. In an hour or two, we’ll head straight to where Ashley is. I’ll handle any heavy lifting.”

“The weather?”

“It should be clear soon. But if not, we may have to just go. They won’t stop their plans just because of the weather.”

Leon sat down on the bed as he contemplated about what to do. He never planned on having to worry about two people. This mission was going wrong at every turn. He hadn’t mentioned to Hunnigan about (Name) being here.

It wasn’t exactly a good time earlier and the quick call with her just a moment ago ended abruptly. It must’ve been done by the mole or the weather. But now he had no connections to anyone.

He was on his own.

“Leon… I’m sorry.”

(Name) felt himself flinch when the blonde glanced over at him. His face was unreadable. He didn’t say anything, as if waiting for (Name) to explain himself further.

“For coming. Here, y’know. It wasn’t smart. I wasn’t known for my brains anyway.”

“I’m not your daddy. You can explain yourself to him when you see him later,” Leon grinned. “Just rest for now. You’ll be moving nonstop later.”

(Name) watched as he walked away. He felt an odd sense of relief. Yeah, he would be seeing his ‘daddy’ later to explain himself. He wished he could get grounded again.

Maybe feel like a kid that he never got to be.

ꕤ

The plan to leave in an hour or two was swiftly forgotten when (Name)’s stitches came undone when he got up to use the restroom. He cried out in pain, leaning on the wall as Leon ran to him.

Now he was here, on the bed with his back facing Leon as he tried his best to redo the stitches. Whatever Ada had done was clearly done to just stop him from bleeding out. She hadn’t really taken the time to clean it out. The feeling of wet wipes on his back was not comfortable.

He continuously grunted in pain, wishing he hadn’t gotten this hurt. He just felt so weak. Leon was silent the entire time, stopping whenever (Name) let out a particularly painful cry.

It was better being unconscious when the stitches were done.

(Name) wasn’t sure if it was the blood lost, the drugs, or the touch of Leon’s hand on his back—he felt a sudden rush of blood in his penis. He hadn’t really ever been touched. Which is no shock.

Who would touch a veteran who had been groomed into acting out the worst traits of toxic masculinity. He had stopped two years ago but it still put a damper on any relationship he could’ve had.

Maybe that’s why the touch of Leon was making him act this way. Like a teenage boy who was getting touched by his crush. The hands moved around before lowering down a bit. It made (Name)’s whole body twitch.

Leon’s hand lingered on his lower back, gently rubbing the dip into his ass. The only skid I’m the room was (Name)’s heavy breathing as he tried to calm himself down.

“Leon…—”

A loud bang caught their attention as Leon maneuvered (Name) to hide in the closet. (Name) was sure Leon was about to close it but he was wrong as he joined him inside, closing it shut. Their bodies were pressed together, (Name) only reaching Leon’s shoulder.

He hesitantly rested his head on his shoulder, hoping Leon would be too focused on the intruder to care about him acting this way.

Unbeknownst to (Name), Leon was looking at him from the corner of his eye. He wrapped one arm around his waist, tugging him close. Using his free hand, he kept it on his gun, ready to shoot if anyone tried to open the closet door.

Leon tried to ignore (Name)’s growing erection. At least he wasn’t the only one having physical attraction to the other. He made sure his hand on (Name)’s waist didn’t dip any lower than it needed to be. Even if (Name)’s more… plump ass was right there to squeeze.

A shadow from the outside covered the crack in the closet. Leon was ready, hovering his finger over the trigger as the door was swung open. He aimed his gun at the person’s head only to realize it was Luis.

“Wow, hey! Don’t get all trigger happy on me, Leon!”

“What the…?”

“Oh, who’s this?”

(Name) felt tired. He simply sighed and felt himself fall asleep, tucked into Leon’s arms.

He’ll handle this new weirdo after his Power Nap.

“Uh, did he just fall asleep?”

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Changed some things… ended up with a full on plot 🤭 I got carried away lol hope I did Leon justice <3

Pt 2? Smut would happen next time. I tried to do it here but it just didn’t make sense right now—gotta go through another near death then you fuck, fanfic rules

Tag list: @the-ultimate-librarian @chill-guy-but-cooler @kiiyoooo @mello-life69 ( @dabisbratz bcs I know you love Leon)

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Hello!! I hope you’re doing well <3 I was wondering if I could request a Thomas Shelby x Male reader. Reader is the head of a gang from another town and known for being a sarcastic a-hole. His power is similar to Thomas‘ + he kinda has a thing for him and flirts nonstop whenever he gets the chance to interact with Tommy. The Reader never engaged in activities that would cause serious harm to the blinders but he provokes them from time to time just to get Tommys attention. He opens a Pub in the blinders territory and uses it for his own gang and then Shelby finally confronts him, is about to start a literal gang war after the big amount of provocation over the months but the reader just thinks him being mad is hot asf. They kinda start to argue and maybe you can add that the reader saved Tommys life in the war (but they were enemies on front lines) Tommy can only remember the tattoo his saviour has on the back of his hand. And then he sees the tattoo and instantly remembers.

I’d be so happy if you’d write it because I really love all your stories and I haven’t been reading anything else the last three days 🥲🥲

Hi! Thank you for loving my stories and thank you for even requesting my friend! I hope you like this one! And have a nice day!

THOMAS SHELBY X GANG LEADER MALE READER

Quick little background.

"L/N..." The last name that his been running around through everyone in Birmingham.

A new gang in a different town somehow caught almost everybody's attention in Birmingham. The town wasn't too far from Birmingham, but it was a good distance between both towns.

The gang has been doing many things. Like robbing banks from different towns, getting families out the streets, and what really caught everyone by surprise was a special types of business they ran.

They ran business/ motels full of prostitutes all of the workers different sizes and colors hell they even had men working for them. Some of the gang's bars weren't just regular bars they were gay.

And that's only the business side of them. The more known part of them was their leader. Y/n L/n. He was a sarcastic asshole who knew what he wanted and would do anything to get there. The gang have done cruel things to their enemies and sometimes allies.

The gang had gotten almost too powerful and reckless for only a short amount of time.

And sadly the Leader of the Peaky Blinders have gotten an earful about them everyday. Everyday there was a complaint about them from his men and other people. So to keep the peace Tommy had arranged a meeting with both leaders privately.

Background over!

Tommy walked inside the unfamiliar building with his hands deep inside his coat. Tommy's cold blue eyes looked around keeping note of how many men are patrolling.

Many people of different genders and colors of all sizes were moving around the building freely as they worked without a single sign of hate or discomfort. The workers played around, but got the job done.

"Mr Shelby?"

Tommy turns his head to the side looking at the woman. The woman had a bright smile and a hand out.

Hello, my name is Mrs Ramos it's a pleasure to finally meet." She says with a trusting smile as Tommy takes her hand shaking it. "Where's L/n?" Tommy says wasting no time.

"He's in his office sir. Please let me guide you." Mrs Ramos says already turning around walking leaving Tommy no room to talk.

"What's your relationship with Mr L/n?" Tommy says striking up a conversation.

"I'm his right hand's man wife on a more personal level. But here I'm the secretary around this place." She answers as she guides Tommy through many hallways and different rooms. Tommy hums as he digs inside his pocket for a cigarette.

"Here we are." Mrs Ramos says looking at Tommy to see his reaction to the name plate above the door.

"Y/N WHORE L/N" With bold bright letters above the door.

"Whore?" Tommy questions with a raised brow and a puzzled expression. Mrs Ramos tries to contain her giggles.

"One of his older nieces made it for him as a birthday gift." She says trying to help with the confusion as she pulls the door open for him.

Tommy looks at the long hallway as there are many people in seats waiting.

"Are these men waiting?" Tommy questions as he lights the cigarette taking a deep inhale.

"Yes sir. The boss put all his meetings on hold for yours. So whatever you two are talking about must be important. So just walk down that hallway you'll see the door and just step inside." The woman says before adding.

"Good luck Mr Shelby~" She says as if shes teasing him before turning around on her heels walking away.

The shelby inhales the smoke for one last time as as he walks inside the long hallway.

Tommy could feel all the men's eyes burn into them. Some with confusion and most with anger and hate. Tommy only ignores them and keeps walking straight ahead.

Soon enough Tommy reaches the door and opens inside his eyes meeting the back of who he's guessing Mr L/n's.

"How many times I've got to tell you fuckers to stop bothering me!" Mr L/n's shouts without even turning to see who it is.

"Mr L/n." Tommy says as he walks to the seat across from his desk.

Spinning his chair around looking at the man who just sat in his chair.

"Mr Shelby? I've thought you were one of those idiotic men outside my door. I should have known only people with cold stone hearts could open my door." Y/n jokes as he leans back into his chair.

"But I have to say... You're much prettier than the way that my man stalked you have described. But they did have one thing right. Your eyes are beautiful." Y/n says with a smile as he reaches inside his drawer getting to glasses.

"You sent people to stalk me?" Tommy says ignoring the way Y/n flirted so boldly.

"Naturally. I wanted to know who i'm going against. And especially now since they might just be my future partner.~" L/n flirts again as he pours whiskey into the glasses.

Y/n reaches the glass out putting the full glass of whiskey in front of Tommy.

As Y/n was doing it Tommy stared at the hand tattoo almost getting memorized by it. Y/n looked at Tommy's once cold eyes, but this time they were softened and warm less tense.

“You like my tattoo huh? Maybe you’ll like me more if I get one that has your name.” Y/n teases with a wink before taking his hand way putting it back to his side.

"Stop it."

"Stop what?"

"Trying to flirt with me Mr L/n. Flirting isn't going to help any of our problems. Your charms won't foll me." Tommy says bluntly as he takes a sip of the whiskey.

Y/n bites the inside of his cheek thinking of a response before the smirk on his lips grows brighter.

"So, you think i'm charming?" Y/n responds back earning an annoyed groan from the Shelby. "Please. Lets get serious shall we?" "Okay fine. I won't make any promises about how long that'll last." Y/n jokes as he crosses his arms.

TIMESKIP

Months with past since the first meeting that the two head leaders of the separate gangs met. The meeting was long and deeply meaningful, it could have more meanings than just if Y/n would stop flirting and teasing.

Since the meeting Y/n started to become reckless and daring to get Thomas Shelby's attention.

Ever since then it has been The gang messing and provoking the Peaky Blinders. Like finding ways to ruin horse races, sending their men into the garrison, ruining the peace around Birmingham. The gang were being little shits and assholes to the blinders much to their leader request.

The leader Y/n had even walked Ada to her home acting like he was new to town.

Y/n started to buy some of the businesses around Birmingham. Like auto shops, Saloons, bars and such. Slowly invading the Peaky blinder area.

Others gangs noticed the tension between the two and started to pick sides.

What really pissed off the Blinders was when they built a new bar directly in the Peaky Blinder territory. They stole Garrison's customers and money that messed up everything.

It became clear to Thomas that Y/n clearly wanted his attention. But sadly Y/n had the wrong type of attention that anyone with some sense would not want from the shelby.

The Peaky Blinders were the first to start the war. Going to the bar that almost took them out of business and trashing it. Breaking and stealing whatever they found. But they didn't stop there. They burned the nearby business the gang owned. They even went as far to get the coopers on them.

People who had a nick of common sense sided with the Shelby's in fear that they'll be next, but somehow Y/n had loyal allies.

The allies Y/n had helped him rebuild the businesses and got the coopers off of his back.

Most thought Y/n and his gang learned their lesson, but that couldn't be farther from the truth.

If only it seemed that it excited Y/n and the gang to create more problems.

During the course of months the gang war became more and more heated. Y/n's gang doing no serious harm to the other unlike the Peaky Blinders. Somehow even from the spilled blood the Blinders made Y/n remained calm and mischievous.

With all of that it leads to now.

Tommy was tied up to a chair. Blood stained his suit with bruises all over his body. For once. The shelby thought he was gonna die there. Help was nowhere to be seen.

A drip of blood falls from the head of Tommy landing onto his tied up hand.

Thomas was too weak to raise up his head. Pain overwhelmed his body.

He has been getting tortured for the past three days. He didn't want to give up completely, but damn he was close.

With footsteps coming from behind him Tommy knew who was inside the empty warehouse with him. It was his capture. Tommy could recognize that foot pattern from anywhere.

"Tsk tsk... No one is still here to save you huh Tom. Not even that dumb god you worship." The capture teases as he walks in front of the Shelby. The capture takes a hand full of Thomas hair yanking it forcing Thomas head up.

"You think the man you're at war with will be jealous that i'm the pain who gets to kill you?" He jokes as he uses his free hand to dig his thumb into a open cut on Tommy's cheek.

"You're so pathetic! Not even having enough to open your eyes fully." He degrades as he drops Tommy's hair.

"Its bout time I kill you tom." The capture says as he digs inside his coat pocket.

Finally finding what he needs the man is about to take his hand out of his pockets but before he can.

A gun shot rings to Tommy's ears. Tommy opens his eyes looking at his capture dead body in front of him. The hole in his head is proof that he's been shot from behind.

A different pair of footsteps walk towards Tommy and the dead man on the floor. The shooter kicks the man's dead body away giving him room to stand in front of Tommy.

The shooter begins to untie Tommy's legs and hands. At the last hand Tommy stares at the tattoo on his hand before closing his eyes passing out.

TIMESKIP

"What the hell happened to ya Tom?" The eldest Shelby questions as he and John expect the injuries.

"Gotten snatched in an alley. Been tortured at a warehouse for about three days before someone saved me." Tommy answers as he takes a swing off the whisky that Arthur gave him.

"What type of madman would save you?" John questions with a slight laugh.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you who I think saved me." Tommy responds back before standing up from the chair his brothers forced him to sit on.

"I'll be back alright." Tommy says before getting his coat and leaving.

"How much you wanna bet its a whore that Tommy slept with who took their husbands gun." Arthur teases watching Tommy leave as John his Arthur in his side laughing.

With Tommy.

Tommy stood in front of the same building he swore to himself that he'll never stand in front of again. Stepping inside of the building Tommy went straight towards the leader of the whole thing office.

Many workers and assistants tried to stop the Shelby, but he just marched right past them.

Finally reaching the door to the hallway he swings open the door walking straight inside ignoring the people shouting at him to wait his turn.

Reaching the door to Y/n's door he swings it open walking straight inside.

There were a couple of men inside the room talking with Y/n. The men who was halfway naked only inside their briefs whip their heads around staring at the man who just stormed in.

"Maybe I should just install a lock on my door. For the cunts who doesn't know how to wait their turn." Y/n groans out as he moves his eyes from the resume he was just reading.

Looking up to see who it is Y/n smiles at the Shelby.

"Gentleman you all are hired! Now please put your clothes on and make hast." Y/n says signing their resumes and putting the papers on his desk.

The men quickly puts their clothes back on and hurries out of the room.

Tommy sits down in the chair with a raised eyebrow.

"They wanted a job at one of my motels. I needed to see what i'm working with." Y/n answers the question that was written all over the Shelby face. "Don't be jealous now.~ They're not as pretty as you or as hot you can be when angry." Y/n flirts before giving Tommy his full attention.

Y/n lays his hands on the desk waiting for Tommy to shoot his flirting down.

The room became silent as Tommy stared at the back of Y/n's hand intensely. Tommy slowly looks at Y/n staring into his eyes.

"You saved my life..." Tommy breathes out breaking the silence

"Why?" Tommy questions.

"What makes you think I saved you?" Y/n questions with a raised brow. "One because my savior had the same tattoo you have. And two you're the only man I know who has that tattoo design." Tommy answers watching Y/n bite back a smile.

"You always show off that tattoo as if you were a peacock with its feathers." Tommy says watching Y/n turn his head away.

"Why'd you do it? We are at war right now. Me and my men killed dozens of your men and ruined your business so why? You saved me so you can take my life instead huh?" Tommy adds.

"Not at all Tom. You and I both know that I wouldn't do anything to hurt you." Y/n dismisses fast shaking his head at the thought.

"Then why save me!?" Tommy cuts him off raising his voice lightly.

"Because I like you Thomas! Are you that blind to see that I am in love with you! I caused all the problems for your attention just for you to think of me!" Y/n answers standing up from his chair and walking around it.

Tommy stands up from his chair watching Y/n move to him.

"You're in love with me?..." Tommy breathes out.

"Yes! I did all of this for you Tommy! And i'll be damned if some guy tries to take you away from me before I could confess." Y/n answers again not a single lie in his tone.

"..." Tommy is silent staring at Y/n with wide eyes.

"If you do not love me or like me it is okay. Sure it will hurt, but I can get over it." Y/n says watching Tommy take a few steps back away from him.

"Tom--" Y/n says before trailing off. "You don't trust me. I can tell that you don't trust me even though I saved your life. But that's okay. I will work for your trust as well as your love." Y/n adds before taking Tommy's hands.

"Watch me as I earn your trust. Then wait as I earn your love." Y/n says.

"Will you Tommy. Watch and wait for me?" Y/n says.

The shelby is in deep thought as he stares at Y/n looking for any sign that he's lying or just playing him.

This wasn't Y/n's usual tease or flirting. That means Tommy couldn't deny that Y/n was telling the truth.

"I will...."

THE END

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Hi I saw you write for scream but could you write Stu and billy x shy! Photographer male reader. He’s in the friend group and both Stu and billy get jealous when other guys flirt with him or they always jump in his photos.

BILLY LOOMIS & STU MACHER X SHY photographer MALE READER

"Hey Y/n! When are you gonna take some pictures of me and not some stupid birds!" Tatum playfully teases putting her hand on Y/n's wrist pulling him away from the camera.

Of course Y/n's name being mentioned caught the attention of his two secret boyfriends. Billy and Stu.

Y/n only smiles in response before snapping a quick picture of Tatum before turning back around to take other pictures.

As the group sat by the water fountain many students and their groups walked past the popular group with all different emotions and reactions. Most students gossiping about what they know about the group or talking about a specific member of the group.

But today surprisingly people were talking about the shyest of the group Y/n L/n. All the talk about him was good. Most talk about his looks and personality others talk about his obvious differences from the group.

The group talked and chatted mostly with Billy and Stu talking with their girlfriends only budging in a few times in other conversations. And Randy ranting about movies to Y/n whose not really listening.

"Hey Y/n! Over here!"

The shout caught the group's attention and especially the two boyfriends of the said name.

A jock and a few of his buds walk over to Y/n waving at him with smiles.

Stu is first to raise an eyebrow alongside secretly putting a hand on Y/n's lower back.

"Hey Y/n...Uhm me and the other boys were wondering if you'd come to our game tonight?" The jock asked with his buddies agreeing.

"What do you guys think of doing to him? A gangbang?" Stu jokes sticking his tongue out with Tatum hitting his side signalling him to shut up. "Oh- No! Not all!" One of the other jocks stammers out.

"No, we just wanted him to come and then maybe celebrate with the team over pizza." A different Jock exclaims.

"Are y'all to shy to ask him out for a date?" Randy questions with a confused look.

"Uhm yeah I was. All of the football boys were asking out their crushes out today for pizza today after the game, so I was wondering if Y/n wants to go?" The first jock clears up.

Before Y/n could answer Stu pitches up.

"Y/n doesn't like brainless jocks!" One of those words falls from Stu's mouth Y/n speaks up. "Sorry... I can't go I have a curfew." The lie falls easily.

"That's cool maybe we can go some other time?" The same jock asks.

"I'll think about it." Y/n answers.

As the jocks leave Billy and Stu shares a knowing look.

"Why did you keep interrupting! It would be nice if Y/n had a boyfriend." Tatum asks Stu. Before Stu could say something dumb Billy pitches in.

"Those guys were clearly picking on him." Once Billy says that Randy nods in agreement.

"Cmon guys class is about to start." Sidney says moving away from Billy's lap standing up with Tatum and Randy.

"Nah. I think i'll stay here a little longer." Billy says with Stu agreeing. As the couples wish each other bye Y/n and Randy share a little handshake saying bye.

Stu and Billy sit back down watching the others leave. Once they were out of sight Billy moved over to Y/n wrapping an arm around him. Billy presses his head against Y/n's whispering into his ear.

"We're gonna kill those stupid jocks just for you baby." Billy smirks against Y/n before giving the side of his head a quick kiss. Stu laughs and nods his head agreement.

"They're gonna wish that they never flirted with you." Stu whispers loudly feeling Billy hit his shoulder.

"Cmon lets take you to class and maybe take a quick stop by the bathroom." Stu giggles getting up with his two other boyfriends following behind him.

TIMESKIP

The hallways were empty as the three of them walked around the building.

"Hey, I have this idea." Billy says taking both of his boyfriend's arms dragging them both to the bathroom. Billy made sure that no one was in the restroom with them before talking.

"How about you host a party in a couple of days Stu and invite everyone you'd love to kill. And Y/n here would be wearing his first ghost face costume taking pictures as we murder them. Doesn't that sound like an ideal date." Billy tells both his lovers.

Stu nods his head in excitement already liking the idea. Stu wraps his arms around Y/n's waist hooking him up in the air.

"That sounds perfect! And maybe Y/n will get his first kill!" Stu shouts as Y/n tries to get Stu's hands off of him.

Billy takes Y/n's camera and snaps a photo of his two lovers.

"And once we are done killing we're gonna leave this hell hole of a town and find a new one and give it hell!" Stu exclaims kissing Y/n on the neck. Billy sets the camera down on a dry sink before going to his two lovers.

"We are gonna find the perfect place for the three of us. Only just the three of us. No stupid girlfriends, no jocks. Just us." Billy says before kissing Y/n on the lips.

Stu watches in joy as his two boyfriends make out. But a frown crawls onto his face feeling left out.

"Hey, what happened to the three of us." Stu teases pushing Billy away from Y/n before kissing the shy male deeply.

Billy moves Y/n in the middle between them swapping protective kisses and words back and forth. The three of them share one last kiss before Billy picks up the camera handing it back to Y/n before they leave the bathroom.

Stu and Billy walk Y/n to class both walking side by side behind him.

Once they reach the stop Stu gives Y/n a sweet kiss on the lips. "Bye babe~" "Bye Stu." Y/n says back before turning to face Billy. "Bye Bills." "Bye Y/n." Billy responds back kissing Y/n one last time before watching him get inside his classroom.

Billy and Stu begin to walk their separate ways not before kissing each other bye.

TIMESKIP after school!

The friend group all walked on the sidewalk together talking and gossiping. "Guys I have an idea! How about we all go on a couple movie dates. Y/n and Randy could just be boyfriends for the day." Tatum suggests with a smile.

"Not today... My folks are having this family dinner I can't miss." Billy lies before Stu adds his excuse. "Yeah I can't i'm grounded for the day."

"Damn it. How about next time then?" Tatum asks also stopping waiting for Y/n to be done taking a picture of something.

"Yeah, bye guys see you all tomorrow!" Stu says kissing Tatum goodbye before leaving with Y/n.

"I didn't know Y/n and Stu walked together." Randy points out watching the two leave. "They only live a couple houses down from each other." Billy says taking Sidney by her hand continues walking.

"You sure know a lot about them two." Tatum says only half teasingly.

"What can I say, we started to spend a lot of time together during the past few months." Billy says.

THE END

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I just found your Patrick Bateman one shot and oh my god loved it. I had the thought of Patrick waking up to hearing the reader calling one of the higher ups, and basically all Patrick could hear was, “— He works very hard so I think a promotion should be in works for him. .. Wonderful, have a good day..” Considering how powerful the reader is in the company; 🥳

it can be fluff to smut since I think Mr. Bateman would like to give the reader his thank you

I'm glad you loved it! Thank you for the great idea!

Warnings! Overstim,blowjob, cum play, power dynamic, powerful reader in the company, morning sex, slut, toy, dumb and stupid being called, detailed SMUT, riding.

Btw this is the fic the Anon is talking about.

PATRICK BATEMAN X DOM MALE READER

"Ah- Hello? Finally you've answered I was waiting for hours. Yes this is Y/n. No need to apologize."

Groggily Patrick begins to wake up from a loud voice that was inside his room. As Patrick wakes up more and more his senses slowly rises.

He could hear a muffled voice coming from a phone. "Well i'm calling you about Bateman----" As soon as Patrick's last name fell from Y/n's lips Patrick woke up in an instinct.

"He works very hard so I think a promotion should be in the works for him... Mhm- No i'm sure of it.--- Wonderful, have a good day.” Y/n hangs up the phone with the corner of his eyes seeing brown hair lift up from the bed.

"Ah. You're awake! I was beginning to get worried. Are you okay? Any pain your feeling or----"

"Who were you just on the phone with?" Patrick cuts him straight off getting to the point.

"Just your boss. I was planning to call some more of your higher ups but you woke up." "You told them to promote me correct?"

"Yes. You're way too talented to keep being at your position currently. Besides if they'd say no or try to argue why you shouldn't get promoted i'll just make a few calls to their bosses to fire them and let you get their job." Y/n says with a smile.

"So they would really have had no choice, but to promote me." Patrick says mostly to himself as his brain registers how powerful the man is inside the company.

"That's right." Y/n says looking at Patrick.

Without thinking Patrick kisses Y/n deeply on the lips. Patrick's body acts on its own crawling beside Y/n wrapping his arms around his shoulder. Y/n pulls away from shock and a smirk on his face.

"You're kissing me Bateman. I'm a bit surprised from only last night you were calling my lips disgusting." Y/n says teasingly. Y/n doesn't get a response back as Patrick kisses and suck on Y/n's lips.

"Thank you." Patrick whispers against Y/n's lips. "What was that?" "I said thank you." Patrick says barley louder than last time. "Sorry, still couldn't catch you that---"

"I said thank you damn it!" "Your welcome Pat~" Y/n says.

"If Y/n is that willing to help me get promoted and the only thing we done together was fuck. Imagine what he'd do if I went along with this. Being his own personal toy. He'd give me the whole business if i'd just ask. This moron." Patrick thinks to himself before moving the cover off both of them.

Without thinking Patrick stares at Y/n's cock before wrapping his hand around the soft cock. "Woah- there Bateman."Y/n says with Patrick catching him off guard.

"I'm not good with words, so how about I just show you how thankful I am." Patrick says giving Y/n's cock a few soft and slow jerks.

''Are you gonna be good for me this time?" Y/n asks suggestions from the absolute brat Patrick was last night. Patrick shakes his head "no" as an answer before stepping out from bed and walks over to the side Y/n was in before getting on his knees in front of Y/n.

Patrick looks up at Y/n before taking the soft tip of Y/n's soft cock into his mouth sucking it tightly as he moves his tongue around the slit. Patrick feels Y/n's cock gets heavier and heavier against his tongue as his cock slowly hardens. Patrick begins to move his head deeper on Y/n's cock sucking it.

Patrick feels wrong. This wasn't like him. He didn't know why he felt so good to be doing something wrong. Bateman begins to bob his head on Y/n's cock going past his own comfort zone. As Y/n's cock grows inside Patrick's mouth Patrick begins to choke and gag around it coating the cock with saliva. Y/n takes a fistful of Patrick's hair pushing his head down deeper on his cock.

Patrick's hands go to the side of Y/n's thighs hitting and scratching them. Patrick gags and chokes as Y/n keeps his head down at the base of his cock.

Y/n yanks Patrick's hair up letting him breath. Patrick trembles and gasp for air. Patrick didn't know what he was doing. He didn't know what took over him.

Patrick sticks his tongue licking strides of Y/n's cock desperately wanting to put him in his mouth again.

"I-- I want your cock!~ please! I wan your stupid cock!~ Please give it to make fu-fuck!~"

"You want my cock? Tell me how much you love it. Tell me how much of a slut you are for my cock." Y/n teases pulling back Patrick's head. Patrick tries desperately to lick Y/n's cock again, but Y/n only pulls him back with every try.

"I lo-vve your cock! I love your cock!~ I-I can't live without it. I need it day and night!~ I'm a slut for your cock! I'm a stupid slut for it. please give it to me i'm such a needy slut for you!~" Patrick cries out.

"Good boy~" Y/n lets Patrick's head go. Immediately Patrick wraps his lips around Y/n's cock sucking and licking on the tip.

Patrick pulls himself off the tip with a "POP" before kissing trails down on Y/n's cock until he reaches the base. Patrick gives the base a long kiss before going back to sucking his cock. Patrick moves his hands into Y/n's thighs holding them as he deepthroats his cock.

Bateman felt Y/n's cock twitched inside his mouth and he already knew what that meant. Patrick didn't care Y/n wouldn't last long inside him, but he wanted it so bad. Patrick stood up from his knees and crawled on Y/n's lap hovering over Y/n's cock. "I'm not gonna last----" Y/n gets cut off by Patrick sinking his hole down on Y/n's cock. Patrick senses overtook my lust as he holds Y/n's shoulders in pure bliss as he rides him in his lap.

Patrick lost all of "serious and perfectionist" personality as to now he was a different man. He wasn't "Mr Bateman any more no he was just a "Brat" or a "Slut" in Y/n's words and that what it all matters.

Patrick's hole was still stretched out from the same very cock that was currently inside him breaking him in half. His hole was still filled with cum and he rode Y/n.

With a few more thrust Y/n's cums deep inside Patrick with his own groans escaping his lips.

Patrick moans and cries becomes louder as Y/n paints his insides white. "Can I cum? P-please please can I cum?~" Patrick weakly moans out feeling his cock ache in pain.

Y/n lifts Patrick off his cock and lays him down on the bed staring down at him on the bed. "Cum. Right here and now." Y/n orders.

With nothing than just cum inside Patrick he cums hard all over himself creating a huge mess. His cock keeps shooting white streaks of cum over and over again.

Patrick's whole body trembles and shakes as he cum. His hands hold onto the sheets that are under him for dear life as he calms down from his high.

Y/n looks at Patrick. Bateman's whole body covered in cum as if he was a toy.

"Maybe i'll just convince your superiors to let you work under me. Do you like the sound of being my personal assistant?"

Patrick weakly mumbles out "Yes sir..."

"Great! So because of that I want you to prove that you can handle being my personal assistant. So think of this as an interview and proving to me that you can handle my task. I want you to touch yourself and cum again.You can do that right?"

Patrick's arm weakly trembles as he takes his sensitive cock into his hand. His hand moves slowly giving it a few soft and lazy jerks.

"Such a good slut following orders."

THE END

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Because Valentine’s Day is coming up,I’ve decided Imma make a fic for my x male readers who like Georgie cooper (same).I’d like to clarify that 99.9% of this ISN’T canon so just roll with it.

Yn pov:I’m a new student to melford high, I’m an exchange student-only planning to stay a year.

I walk into the school, reluctantly asking teachers about timetables and how the school system works,I try my best to understand through their strange, thick American accents.I get to my first class of the day-Math, yippee.

I sigh before walking into the classroom; my parents said this trip would be a great experience, but I’m not so sure..

The teacher immediately notices me and introduces me.

“Class,this is m/n l/n, he is from Ireland, please show him how welcome he is here!” I cringe at how she pronounced my country, but decide to not think about it too much..

Georgie pov:

He’s so..cool, he makes me feel weird butterflies in my stomach..ugh, they won’t go away.

I cant help but find myself glancing at m/n during class..

He lives in Ireland, I wonder if he speaks English?does he even understand English??

Our eyes lock and I nearly shit myself..who does he think he is?looking at me with those…pretty eyes..what’s wrong with me???

LUNCH

I keep trying to not make it obvious that I’m staring at him,but I think it’s noticeable..I decide to leave the lunch hall and think about why I’m acting so weird around this boy..

HOME

“Hey missy?I need to ask you something..”

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This randomly popped in my head. But I would think Marc or Jake would smoke. So how about either one are talking and then pull one out to smoke but reader asks if they can not. Which leads to them lighting one anyways out of spite. Dom Reader than pulls them into a alley then starts teasing them and kissing their neck. They ask for reader to fuck them which leads to them pulling their pants down and their cock is out. But then reader takes the cig out of their mouth and start teasing with them. Like putting near their nipples saying how would they like it here and near their dick but not touching it. And they really want it which leads to reader kissing them and puts the cig out on them and they cum on impact.( how did I think of this I have asthma. Maybe cuz of you Mark but yeahhh if you dont want to write it then it's fine and it's kinda idk unusual from my norm stuff is it? I don't know maybe)-🐻‍❄️

Finally I’m able to get some request done! I hope you like this 🐻‍❄️!

Warnings! SMUT, cigarette kink, shotgunning, semi public, teasing, smoke kink, biting and hickeys, cumming untouched.

JAKE LOCKELY X DOM MALE READER

Y/n and Jake left the house looking fantastic as they walk to the direction there going to. Y/n interlocked his fingers to Jake’s pulling him around.

“I still can’t believe you persuaded Marc and Steven to let you use the body for the entire week.” Y/n says remembering how his boyfriend persuaded the other boys.

Jake grumbles something in agreement as he uses his free hand to dig inside his pockets searching for something.

As two cross the street Jake finally finds what he needs. Jake takes out the box of cigarettes opening it and pulls one out with his teeth.

“Can you not smoke?” Y/n asks stopping in the sidewalk looking at Jake. “Please I don’t wanna smell like cigarettes when we go to this party.” Y/n adds with a sigh.

Jake looks at Y/n in the eyes as he slowly pulls out his lighter before lightning the cigarette breathing it in before blowing the smoke out directly at Y/n's face.

Y/n only lets out a deep sigh before taking Jake's sleeve from his jacket dragging him to a nearby alleyway.

Once the two reach the corner of the alleyway Y/n moves his hands to Jake's hips before pinning him against the brick wall. "Are you deaf or something?" Y/n says barley above a whisper before kissing Jake's jaw. Jake's hands move to Y/n's shoulders gripping onto them.

As Y/n kisses Jake's jaw he spreads his legs open. Y/n takes the invitation by moving in between his legs slightly grinding against him. Y/n begins to kiss lower moving from Jake's jawline to his neck kissing every spot passionately.

Jake lets out quiet moans every time he feels Y/n's teeth graze his skin causing him to rut his hips into his. Y/n begins to bite and suck Jake's neck leaving hickeys.

"stop teasing me and fuck me already..." Jake says whispering into Y/n's ears alongside a quiet moan as the cigarette hangs from his lips.

"Only a few more marks." Y/n responds back before sucking Jake's skin creating another mark.

Once Y/n was satisfied he moved away from Jake's neck. "Will you finally fuck me?" Jake questions breathlessly.Y/n stares at Jake's eyes for a while with a smirk. Jake knew that mischievous look inside Y/n's eyes, but sadly he couldn't figure out what his boyfriend was planning.

Y/n unbutton's Jake's pants before pulling it down alongside his underwear letting Jake's hard cock swing out.

Y/n used one of his free hands to reach up to the cigarette yanking it from his boyfriend's lips. Y/n toys with the cigarette for a while before using his other hand to raise Jake's shirt.

Y/n carelessly moves the cigarette close to Jake's nipple. "You like it don't you?" Y/n questions even though he already knew the answer.

Jake weakly nods his head yes.

"Baby use your words?" Y/n teases.

"me gusta mucho. I like mhm!~ it." Jake says with moans escaping his lips.

"Would you like it here?" Y/n asks moving the cigarette to Jake’s other nipple. “Y-es sir.” Jake answers without hesitation.

Y/n let’s out a deep hum in acknowledgment. Y/n moves the cigarette to his own mouth before inhaling the smoke.

After Y/n breaths it in he pulls the cigarette out and uses his free hand to cup Jake’s chin using his thumb to open his mouth.

In one motion Y/n blows the smoke inside Jake’s mouth before kissing him deeply.

That simple thing almost broke Jake. He moans in the kiss grinding his cock into Y/n’s crotch.

Y/n pulls away from the makeout before looking down at Jake’s hard cock.

Y/n moves the cigarette to the tip of Jake’s cock. Y/n waves the cigarette left to right closer and closer to his cock.

“Do you like it here? I bet you do I mean look at your cock.” Y/n teases before guiding the cigarette down all the way to the base and back.

“P-please Y/n~ can you just fuuuck me please?!~” Jake begs.

“I thought you liked this. You wanna stop already?” Y/n responds back moving the cigarette back to Jake’s chest.

“I-I do likes this, but I need you so bad!~” Jake whines.

“Okay fine… only after I decided you have enough.” Y/n answer with a smirk.

After Y/n decided to finally stop teasing his boyfriend he kisses him deeply. Jake body runts into Y/n’s kissing him sloppily.

Y/n moves the cigarette down to Jake’s v-line before putting it out on him.

Jake let’s out a muffled loud moans as he cums hard on impact. White streaks of cum shooting out his tip getting all over Y/n’s clothes. Jake holds onto Y/n tighter as he cums.

Y/n was shocked holding onto Jake with the same grip he has him in.

“Good job baby. You did so good for me.” Y/n praises cradling Jake in his arms as he calms down from his high.

Once Jake was finally out of his bliss his whole body trembles from his intense orgasm.

“Y-y/n. We have to do this more often.” Jake says breaking the silence. Y/n laughs and nods in agreement.

“We’ll we have to go back home for I can change.” Y/n says flicking the cigarette on the concrete floor.

Jake fixes his clothes and hair before leaving the alleyway with Y/n following him behind.

THE END

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why are all the xmr ftm😭

[starzox]

BRATTY SUB RODRICK ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

Contains: pegging, spanking, edging, spitting, lots of heavy degrading, basically just bratty rodrick :D

he/him pronouns are used for reader <3 (its not specific whether reader is cis or not)

Written from your perspective :)

"hah- y-y/n- GAH!!! Mm..." the drummer whined beneath you. You grabbed his hips and pulled him into you again, earning more whimpers and moans from him.

Rodrick had been teasing you all day. Nibbling your neck, whispering suggestive things in your ear, and just doing everything in his power to get you hot and bothered. He knew he would be in huge trouble, and he loved it. He loved when you absolutely destroyed him as a consequence of his own actions. He loved when you yanked him by the hair, when you refused to let him cum, when you wouldn't stop until you were satisfied.

Your hand landed hard on rodricks ass, earning a sharp yelp from the whimpering boy. "Dumb little bitch. I bet you wish you didn't tease me like that. Now look at you." You harshly panted, your hot breath tickling his skin. "I-i'm sorry-!! I- ah- y-y/n please I'm sorry-" rodrick yelled through a mix of moans and gasps. He was cut off by your fingers being shoved in his mouth. He gagged on your fingers as tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Shut up, slut." You growled. You slapped his ass yet again and continued fingering his throat. "Is that clear?" He nodded.

Rodrick could feel his orgasm approaching for the 5th time. You knew this and pulled out before he could cum. Again. And again. And again. Each time you'd deny his orgasm, you'd switch the position.

He couldn't take any more of this. The poor boy was a mess. His hair was disheveled, his face was coated with sweat, spit, and tears, and his ass was covered in red handprints. "Y-y/nnn....." rodrick whined through sobs and gags. "What now, heffley." You said through gritted teeth. God, he loved when you called him that during sex. "Are you done being a brat?" You whispered. Rodrick desperately tried to catch his breath. As soon as he did, he looked you dead in the eyes with the most smug smirk you've ever seen. He pulled you down by the back of the neck, bringing your faces closer and closer until you were mere inches apart. "Is that all you've got?" He whispered.

This fucking slut.

You pried his mouth open with your fingers and spit directly in his mouth. "Listen here, you little bitch." You growled. "If you want me to leave you like this, unable to touch yourself and unable to do anything to feel good, I fucking will." His eyes immediately widened. "NO!- no no no- i-i didn't mean it- y/n, please, baby I've been so good- I've been so so good-" rodrick was such a mess and all for you. You spit in his mouth again. "Swallow it. Now." you snapped. He nodded and did as he was told. You gently caressed his head and smirked. "Good boy." You whispered.

You gave him about half a second to process that praise before you threw his leg over your shoulder and roughly pounded him into his mattress at an almost painful speed. "HAH- AH!! Y-Y-Y/N.....!!!!" rodrick screamed. He couldn't take any more. He was so so close. Not being able to cum for this long hurt. It hurt so much, and he loved it. "Oh god-!! Hah- mm! Y/n- fuck!!!" Each thrust brought him closer and closer. "Are you gonna cum, roddy?" You asked him with a devilish smirk. "mm! Y-yes!! Yes, y/n, fuck- fuck, please- please I'm so so close-!!!!!! I'm begging you, please let me cum-!!" With that response, you were satisfied.

"Cum for me, baby boy." You growled.

With that, rodrick had the best orgasm of his life. He let out a loud, drawn out moan as thick ropes of cum shot from his cock and all over his face and torso. You slowly pulled out as the worn out boy panted heavily.

"H-holy shit.." he whispered breathlessly. "Mother of god, dude, that was incredible!" He laughed tiredly. "Yeah? Did you learn your lesson?" You chuckled.

"Mmm, probably not." He smiled. "Do you really think that fazed me?" "I wouldn't push your luck, pretty boy. I could still fuck you until you pass out." You said, half joking. "Okay, okay, noted." He chuckled.

A comfortable silence entered the room. The only audible sounds were your heavy breaths and rodrick occasionally letting out a tired whimper. He looked so pretty when he was a complete mess.

And all because of you.

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hii

My name is aavery, I'm 17, I'm a cis male, I'm bisexual, I'm autistic and love twd and shameless and many other shows!

[starzox]

Hi, I have a request for you from DBD.

How about yandere Leon with a killer reader?

I got you my potato friend! My sister helped me since I don't really deal with killers. It isn't as long as my normal ones but oh well

Leon was apart of the S.T.A.R.S so he had to learn how to hide his fear

But whenever he saw you, he felt fearless

Yes you were trying to kill him an his friends, but you're just so beautiful and angelic.

He always wanted to be near you, be the main thing you focused on.

Even when you were both in the trials, he would always be around you. He wanted to be your everything.

He wanted to be your first down, your first hook, and your first kill. 

He didn’t care if your blade went through his back, he didn’t care about the rusty meat hook, he didn't care about the searing pain

As long as he was first

Outside of the trials, when you weren’t lusting for everyone’s blood, you could actually be quite the nice person. He wished you could always show that side to him

A lot of the killers were nicer outside of the trials. 

You could go to whichever campfire you wanted, there was nothing stopping you.

As long as you weren’t trying to kill each other. 

So, of course, Leon would always want to be there near you. 

While you might not have minded it for a while, there was still quite the unnerving presence about him

If he wasn’t with you at the campfire, he was watching you from somewhere else

If you weren’t trying to kill him in the trial, he was watching you from afar. 

He thought that everything you did towards him was a sign of your love and affection to him. 

But that also meant that anything you did to anyone else, he would be mad at.

If Jake was the first one down and the first hook, he would be furious with Jake. 

If anyone else was downed before him then they would have to face his fury at the campfire. 

He didn’t think you could do anything wrong to him. He thought it was everyone else’s fault. Why would his angel do anything to upset him? That's just silly.

He loved everything about you too. Your personality, your hair, your eyes, everything and anything. 

If you ever allowed him to get close enough to give you any sort of physical affection, he would go way past your welcoming limit. Holding hugs or handshakes for way too long, making every little thing about it uncomfortable for you.

And if you ever dared tried to make it known that you were uncomfortable with it, he would apologize, but feel very upset. 

Why would you not like his attempts of showing his love to you? Didn’t you love him?

Of course you loved him. How could you not? I mean it's obvious that you love him, especially will all the hints he believes you're leaving him. You love him don't you?

Don't you?

Leon will eventually get tired of having to share your attention. And TThe Entity will take notice of this, and use Leon to feed off of his emotions more. 

The Entity will make sure that you are forced to be separated from each other. Make sure that Leon couldn’t be near you, and make him watch as you gave other people your attention. 

But Leon will start to become violent. Maybe hurt his fellow survivors to release his rage. So The Entity will have an idea. It'll make a deal with Leon.

"You'll be given what you want, if you are able to give me more hope from your fellow survivors" 

Leon will take The Entity’s deal.

Though with taking the deal something about Leon had changed. He stopped doing gens, and stopped getting the survivors off the hooks.

Instead, he would start to break the generators and start to hook the survivors. He did everything in his power to kill everyone, leaving not a single one to come out alive. 

He had become a Killer. The very thing that he hated most until he met you. 

He wanted to fulfill the Entity’s wishes.

He wanted to keep you. 

"Wake up, Dear." You hear a voice coo at you. You start to stir awake, the noise of the voice startled you. You slowly recognized the voice. And it was definitely not your roommates. "Leon?" You mumbled out tiredly. You opened your eyes to see a crazed, and slightly bloodied, Leon on top of you. Leon’s ice blue eyes were not filled with the same calm that they used to be. They were now filled with the same crazed look that most of the killers have. The blood on his body made you concerned with his well being. Was he hurt? Why else would he be covered in blood? Though it was slightly concerning why the Entity didn’t heal him before he came back to the campfire. “Are you okay?” You ask him, sitting up and inspecting the blood stains on his officer uniform. “More than okay,” Leon’s big smile sent chills down your spine. You nodded and took a quick glance around, noticing that this wasn’t your room. Nor was it even your cabin. But, that’s when Leon’s voice finally helped you realize what had happened, “Especially since you’re all mine now.”

A round of applause for my amazing sister! 👏👏 And again, I love it when you guys request stuff. Don't be afraid to request more!

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Dear, you need to stop exposing yourself. How am I supposed to friendly bully you if you keep doing it to yourself? =P

jk, love you. Anyway, cause I have actually seen a RE2 playthrough and remember like maybe 5% of it, please do give me your nsfw thoughts on Leon.

pairing(s): leon kennedy x male reader

warnings: cursing, nsfw content ahead

a/n: cn, daeling, i literally am trying but unfortunately i have half a braincell and asdagjsjdkfjdjdfafa *sobs* 😭😭😭

but anyways, i think someone asked for my hcs on leon's kinks awhile ago but imma just compile it here like i did with ethan's as well 😌😌😌

also, i still havent finished re2 yet so adsgjskdkdksldkjfksjdjf

leon is affection starve (whether he admits it or not)

and that he has a bit of an abandonment issues

but anyways—

leon is affection starve. period.

he didnt knew it at first until you came along and made him feel love and adored for the first time in his life

this leads to him wanting more physical contact while having sex

as well as him having a praise kink

call him handsome, pretty boy or your baby boy and this man will go soft

just praise him please

or have your hands roam and touch his entire body while whispering praises on his skin

but back to the physical thing

leon needs to have your hands either hold his hips in place when you pound into him

press yourself close to him and remind him that you are right beside him please

leon adores getting praises as he gets fucked

mate pressing is definitely his favorite position btw

he just wants you close

leon is also very much into biting, not from zombies or anything, but he wants to be marked by yours

mark him as yours that when he wakes up in the morning and see the hickeys and bites you left on his skin

it makes leon smile and reminded what happened with the both of you the night before

leon loves you so much and will sacrifice everything for you

which is very sweet of him really

but anyways, more nsfw!!!

welcome home sex is a must due to leon not liking on leaving you alone

especially if leon comes home from a very long job and just wants to forget everything in the world besides you and fucking him hard

you both also mostly have sex either into the living room wall or floor because neither of you couldnt even wait to go to the bedroom

welcome home sex is much more desperate and passionate sex than the usual soft ones you guys do and it mostly a bit more kinkier as well

when you do managed to get into the bedroom though, its really just the same as you fuck him to the floor but at least its soft to slam him there lmao

anyways, teasing leon is fine

he is a bit into foreplay but just dont make it too long or else he'll go power bottom on you even if he is tired af and his body is begging for him to rest

but teasing, yes

teasing and commenting on leon for probably touching himself while he was away with the thought of you fucking him isnt really anything new to you both

leon wouldnt actually masturbate on a mission but he sometimes thinks about it and really tempted since he gets hot and bothered by thinking about you being there and help him blow off some steam

unfortunately for leon, you arent so reasons why the welcome sex is a must

you gotta make up for being too damn sexy to almost make him touch himself in a life or death mission you know!

also just edge leon's pretty ass that has him begging for you to let him cum and fill him up to the brim and make him reminded that he got fucked good please

leon wants to be filled by you and fuck him good that he'll remember it until he goes back for another mission

youre his fuel basically lmao

also, choking

just choking yall

leon gets off to you choking when you both get kinky

which isnt that rare tbh since most soft vanilla you guys do almost always ends with some nice spice added in the mix

anyways, leon loves the way your hands wrapped around his neck and occasionally squeeze to let him know youre in control

he just loves being breathless by you fucking him basically makes him turn on more

he is really into that

god, please choke him while praising how much of a good boy he is

in the end really, leon is just very happy to come back every mission with you welcoming him lovingly with a smile on your lips

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'Spider' Leon kennedy x male!reader

Summary: reader is absolutely terrified of spiders, Oscar terrified that when he notices as spider on the wall he call for leon.

Cw: arachnophobia (fear of spiders), fluff

Your pov

It was a normal day for you. Leon had orderd food and went out to get it leaving you alone for acouple minutes. It was a good day.

It was slightly raining outside tho, which was kind of a surprise since its was in middle of summer. But that wasn't a problem, you liked the rain.

But besides all that, you had the windows open to let some fresh air in. Boi was that a mistake tho.

You where about to get up when you noticed something on the wall. You turned to face the wall and froze.

On the wall was a spider. Not your normal small spider, no. It was huge. You stood there, not able to breath almost. You where damn terrified of spiders.

You quickly looked around and spotted some window clean near the window. You side stepped to the window, grabbing the bottle and sprinting back to the couch.

You sat down on the couch curled up into a ball. Staring at the spider, slightly groaning everytime it moved.

This continued for about 6 more minutes. You groaning and whinging at the spider, holding the window cleaner bottle for dear life.

By this time the spider was on the wall to your left. You felt like fucking crying. If this thing moved any more you swore you where gonna scream.

As soon as the tears finally started to flow you heard the key in the door.

Leon's pov

I walk through the front door, closing the door behind me. "I'm home" I get no response. Weird. I walk to the kitchen placing the food on the table.

I turn to look in the living room. There was my boyfriend curled up on the couch holding a window cleaner bottle with a spider on the wall.

The spider it's self was the size of a grape. I knew y/n was dead scared of spiders but I never knew he was that scared of them.

I take of my shoe walking past him. He notices me. I hit the spider on the wall with my shoe. Taking my shoe back there is now a squished spider on the wall and mu shoe.

"That window cleaner bottle is empty, doll" I say smirking at him. He seems abit more relaxed now but still tence.

"You mind cleaning up the spider blood?" I ask "Ya I can do it just give me a minute" I nod, walking past him and throwing my shoes to the side.

"Hurry up doll, foods getting cold" I was about to turn around when I feel y/n hug me. He starts softly sobbing. "Are you thats scared of those small things?" "Yes!" He shouts, wiping his tears

I sigh "Okay come on let's eat, maybe that'll take your mind of, off it" he nods slightly and leans against me. I smile petting his head. He is damn scared of those things.

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It got rid of the ask so I shall cry now... Anyways here you go from the best of my memory. To the person who made the request, I love the way your mind thinks. I'm so sorry that this has started catching dust in my drafts

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Special |L. KENNEDY X MALE READER

The mission itself was simple, get the vial and get out. Of course, nothing goes right when it's related to Umbrella. Luckily for Leon, He had you. When Chris threw you two together, the only thing he told Leon was that you were 'special'. By special he means power wise. Now Leon has seen a few things so it didn't bother him, not until you disappeared from his sight during the mission. Coms weren't working, so poor old Leon had no way of making sure you weren't killed. However, right now he has to make sure he doesn't die.

The roar of a T-Type shook the room. "Why won't this fucker die?!" Leon cursed to himself, "And where is Y/N?" Worried rattled through his brain about your whereabouts. The T-Type through the object Leon was behind, startling from his thoughts causing another chase and dodge situation. Though the chase last long before a much larger T-Type bursted through the wall and ran straight towards the other T-Type shoving off the edge. Leon ran to the edge to examine what he just saw. A giant claw impaled through the T-Type's ,that tried to kill him, chests; The other laid next to it. His eyes widened in fear when he spotted, what seemed to be your sleeping, body, crystalized in the chest of the T-Type. To his convenience, a stairwell down was still in tact and wasting little to no time, he rushed down to you.

Stumbling, he ran to your side. Examining his options, he opted with stabbing the chrysalis. No good. Shooting didn't put a dent in it and no way in hell was he gonna throw a grenade at it. Leon cursed to himself. Whatever would he do now? The most he could do was wait for his people to get down to where he was and also wait for Chris.

The faint crack of something caught his attention. It couldn't have been the floor. Maybe the building was gonna collapse in on him. He wouldn't have cared considering that the love of his life, whom doesn't know, was crystalized inside a T-Type and he didn't know how to get him out. But it isn't the walls or the building so what is it? It's much closer than he thought it was, but it couldn't be you, right? Turning his head to you, he noticed cracks in your glass-like cage. Watching with curiosity, slowly the prison collapsed in on itself. There you lay, perfectly untouched and sleeping peacefully.

"Leon!?" The call of Chris snapped Leon's attention from you to him. "Down here!" Leon called back. Chris looked down at the mess below him and headed down the stairs. "Is this what you meant by special?" Chris simply nodded. "Is he dead?" Leon shrugged his shoulders. "Only one way to find out then." Chris climbed up the T-Type and shook the sleeping male. "Are those veins or something? Looks kinda like veins..." Y/N groaned, slightly wincing in his sleep. Leon stared at you intently; a sigh of relief effortlessly escaping last his lips. More voices grew louder in the distance. "You handle him, I'll handle them." Chris said.

Leon slowly separated you from the veins and pulled you out. Groggily, you sat up, your eyes landing on Leon. "Hey handsome... Did I kill it?" Leon snorted and nodded. "You couldn't have said something?" You shook your head. "Didn't matter, anyways, can I do something?" Leon nodded. You smirked quickly grabbing his neck and pulling him in for a quick kiss. Shocked, however, he kissed back wrapping his arms around your neck.

"Please get a room next time!" Chris yelled to you both. Of course, it didn't bother either of you.

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my favs reacting to you being possessive

ft. sanji, diluc, leon, and vash gn! reader / suggestive (in diluc's) / lightly edited

author's note: yes i shouldn't be making a new one and instead work on my other... 100 drafts but let me have this ok T_T not my fault i be thinking of these men during work. i’m not too sure if leon’s is accurate to the prompt but 😭

music i was listening to while writing: hey sexy lady - shaggy, brian & tony gold

sanji from one piece:

oh my god.. this gif..

sanji being wooed by multiple women and being a flirt, you had to show him that he chose you over everyone else. you were his lover and you trusted him 100% of the time but did you trust the rest of grand line? not so much.

"hun what did you get me?" sanji leans over the counter, seeing a little gift box in your hand. you grin teasing him a little. "just a little something for my cook" ahh.. your cook, sanji couldn't help the shit eating grin on his face.

sanji opens the box and sees an ankle bracelet, made perfectly for him. each gem was handcrafted. the accent of the color matched perfectly to his skin. you waited anxiously hoping he liked it as much as you worked on it. every little detail was thought of sanji.

"dear i can't take this, what if i-" you get up and embrace him. "burn it?" he nods. "it's made with metal that can't be melted easily. just for your kicks" sanji gives you a look before his nose bleeds.

you grab a napkin and grab his chin giving a look at the mess he made. sanji smiles and can't help but hold the bracelet in his hand still. the design was mild nothing too tacky. it was elegant. god, did he love it.

"you have me wrapped around your finger, you know that?" sanji chuckles. you kiss him softly, letting him put on the bracelet. seeing it glisten in the light.

he twists his leg just to see what looks like your initials on it... another nosebleed happened but you were just as happy to clean him up again. happy that he enjoyed the gift that much.

diluc from genshin impact:

diluc doesn’t mind pda just not too much, a little hand holding and maybe his arm around your waist vice versa. you two were married the world couldn’t expect the two of you to never touch in public.

not with you definitely… diluc was an attractive man from head to toe. you never would ever think of diluc as an unfaithful man. in the past it took you 2 months at the minimum to get the man to blush with your flirting. so cheating wasn’t something of a concern.

but who doesn’t like to show.. off your husband which is the owner of the most popular tavern in mondstadt… not even counting the wine company. so sometimes you’ll sneak in some light pda. just a little something.

you were walking around town, looking for restaurants to dine in. usually in the past the maids made you anything you two requested yet you wanted to find some time with your husband.

“are you seriously doing this?” diluc asks. turning a corner to another alley of restaurants, crowds were large as it was a weekend. most finding a way to enjoy their night.

“doing what?” your hand was in his back pocket. possibly groping his ass. you really had to look to see what was happening but simply having your hand where it was, was enough for you to show him off.

“my last name isn’t enough for you” diluc grumbles. you look at him. grinning, you squeezed making him blush. his soft flesh that you know too well. diluc looks away and you check up on him.

“want me to stop?”

“….no” he scoffs looking down at the ground when you chuckle. your hand never leaving his pocket.

the restaurant was quickly discarded… for something else that was edible. diluc threatened you to never bring that up again. you agree but not without a smirk on your face.

leon kennedy from resident evil vendetta:

leon and ada isn’t new news for you. it’s came with drunk leon, depressed leon, angry leon, or all 3. you dealt with it, besides having a giant crush on the man you also caredfor him as a friend and only wanted the best for him.

yet the same thing can only happen so many times before you snap. hearing about it once again at the regular bar you two visit. most of the time it’s just leon drinking and you dragging him out once he had one too many. the bartender knows you two well and his situation so no cops were called but serious talks were going to have to be made.

leon sighs talking about how ada left him again. he’s more emotional then usual, assuming he thought it was going to work. any person would tell you that you shouldn’t go after a man so hung up on his ex.

“you know leon, i wouldn’t treat you like that” you leaned against your hand. looking at him. the alcohol now invading your mind.

“what do you mean?” leon asks. looking up at you, wondering if you were serious. moments later, embarrassment flooded his face when he realized you were serious. the man has been venting and crying about his situation-ship with a women to you this entire time when you had feelings for him.

“i mean i would treat you like how you deserve leon” you grinned. leon’s mouth opened a little. not sure if the drinks were hitting him and he was just imagining this.

leon first had to get his pride back. guilt striking him once the morning went. rubbing his head seeing your text first thing in the morning. maybe you were right… maybe you could treat him just better. he’ll take a chance with you.

you’ll just show ada what she missed.

vash from trigun stampede:

vash was a sweet heart, meeting him and getting to be his lover was a miracle to you. he insist you didn’t follow him along since it was so dangerous with his brother. you did anyway, saying that you’ll never feel more safe than being next to him. vash was compassionate and put everyone before himself, you saw that in multiple instances.

which means sometimes he’ll let people bully him or insult him. vash says he’s fine with it. sometimes saying that he deserves it but you didn’t let it slide.

vash was in another one of the situations, you walking with him through the new city. he gets stopped and also fought with before you stepped in front of him.

“you’re not going to treat him like that in front of me dickhead” vash widens his eyes and you hold his hand. yeah he could take care of himself but the clear act of protection and love was worth so much more.

“ah ha ha it’s okay. it’s okay” he reassured you. vash never was one to want to fight but you weren't him. you were ready to throw hands any time.

when it’s time to find a new city he tries the talk again. clearly vash didn’t want you to leave him. you can just look in his eyes and all they pleaded was for you to stay. “i… uh i think it’s-“ “i’m not leaving” “alrighty! what’s for dinner?”

arriving at a new town, vash wondered why most people would avoid him or look a little terrified. he would turn around to see you smiling at him like he was your world.

“it’s your lover” you heard nicholas say. looking up from your supper. you chuckle lightly. “you know you look like a guard dog” you lean back. vash looking at you and back at nicholas.

“no… i wouldn’t say that” you turn your head to vash. putting your arms around his waist. “you’re doing it right now” nicholas rubbed his cigarette on the ground.

“is that true?” vash asks you. “possibly” you mumble. vash smiles never having a person care for him this much. he’s used to be alone but now he has this? a group of friends and a loved one that adores him this much? he’s lucky and you are too.