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pastelbunnelby · 1 year
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Cut To The End (Leon Kennedy X Reader)
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[Plus-size!Reader Friendly][POC!Reader Friendly][Fem!Reader Friendly][GN!Reader Friendly]
Summary ~ You and Leon race against the clock to remove the parasites from your body.
Disclaimer ~ I do not own Resident Evil or any of its characters.
Word Count ~ 4.5k
Warnings ~ RE4R SPOILERS, blood, gore, guns, violence, angst, whump, injuries, needles, no use of Y/n
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Every bone in your body ached as you leaned back against the wall and reloaded your gun, the heavy weight of the weapon in your hand feeling like lead as you slid the new clip in and placed it back into its holster on your leg. You pushed forward off of the wall as Ashley walked over to you with her arms wrapped tight around her chest.
“How you holding up Ashley?” You asked while flexing your fingers and furrowing your brows.
The young girl put on a forced smile and dropped her arms to her sides, “Tired, I don’t know how you two do stuff like this all the time.” A dry laugh fell from her lips as she glanced over at Leon who was looking at the contents of a shelf pushed up against the wall.
Your gaze dropped down to Ashley’s neck where the black veins were spidering along under her skin, evidence of the parasite in her body continuing its attack on her, “You get used to it after a while.”
“Take a look at this,” Leon interrupted you and Ashely as he walked over to you both with a large chunk of amber in his hand.
The rock in his hand caught the light as he held it up for you, the light allowed you to see inside the amber and showed the small scorpion-like creature curled up inside it; the Plaga.
You took the amber from Leon and turned it over in your hand to get a better look at the parasite inside, “This is what’s inside you two?” Your eyes went wide as you glanced between Leon and Ashley, the girl to your right looking just as unsettled as you were at seeing the creature.
“We’re gonna be able to get it out… Right?” Ashely looked up from the fossil in your hand and over to Leon.
Leon gave you a look, one that reminded you of the conversation you had with him after being separated from Ashley. Leon had made you promise that if it came down to curing him or Ashley, you would choose her and if needed, kill him. A brief argument ensued that ultimately boiled down to you reluctantly agreeing with his plan, since you were the only one of them to not be infected you knew there was a chance it could end up being up to you to complete the mission; get Ashley Graham home safely.
“We should get moving.” You handed the rock back to Leon and walked forward through the maze of shelves.
The room you were walking through was some kind of excavation site—likely the one Luis had mentioned when telling you about the amber and its discovery. Large shelves and crates were scattered throughout the room containing documents, equipment, and several chunks of amber like the one you had been holding just moments ago. What really caught your attention though, was the massive piece of amber sitting in the corner of the room, the rock was the size of a car and seemed to glow in the dim light.
You stepped between two of the shelves and walked up to the large rock, your neck craning to look up at the top. Inside the clear rock, you counted dozens of frozen parasites, each one would be used to take over some poor person’s mind and make them a slave to Saddler’s will. You reached forward and pressed the palm of your hand to the jagged edge of the rock, the cool temperature of it seeping through the thin fabric of your gloves.
Just as you were about to open your mouth to speak—a poor joke about rocks that you doubted either of your companions would laugh at—the double doors on the wall to your left burst open and in walked Saddler who was flanked by two of his subjects.
“Prostrate yourselves, this is our holy body.” The robed man spoke loudly as he marched into the room and took the golden staff from the person beside him, he slowly turned to face the three of you and scowled.
Both you and Leon raised your guns and aimed them ahead at Saddler, Leon pushing Ashley behind him while you took slow steps back to fall into line right beside him.
The pale man staring forward at you with his glowing blue eyes smirked, “Our divine providence! And soon… such a profound blessing for all, las plagas!”
You squeezed the handle of your gun and stared ahead at Saddler, your face twisting up as one of his subjects reached up and removed his hood to reveal the slimy ridges on the back of his head.
“Welcome, my children.” He grinned at Leon before turning his gaze to you, “I am Osmund Saddler, the speaker for our lord.”
“Tell someone who gives a crap,” Leon hissed before firing a shot off at Saddler—beating you to it by mere seconds—that hit him right in the eye and caused him to double over and groan in annoyance.
“Foolish lambs.” Saddler stood back up straight—the eye that had been shot moving around under the skin as the wound healed itself, “Why do you deny grace?”
Behind you, Ashley and Leon both groaned in pain.
Before you could turn around to face either of them, the knife sheathed at your side was grabbed by Ashley as she stepped around you. Your eyes went wide as you saw the black veins around her eyes pulsing, the large knife in her hand reflecting the lights around you as she lifted it up to her neck and backed toward Saddler.
“Ashley, what are you doing?” You hesitated and lowered your gun as she pressed the blade harder against her neck, a small bead of blood dripping down onto the neck of her shirt.
You realized what was happening a moment too late as you were grabbed from behind by Leon and your gun was ripped from your hold. He wrapped one arm around your neck while the other slid around your waist and grabbed you across your midsection, his arm around your neck squeezing slightly causing you to strain against his hold.
Saddler had taken control of both Leon and Ashley, the man you called your friend and partner now holding you against his will as the girl you had been tasked with rescuing held your knife to her neck to prevent you from fighting back.
The arm around your neck shook slightly as Leon fought against his own body, barely audible sniffles and whimpers coming from behind you that broke your heart as he continued to tighten his hold on you.
“Leon this isn’t you! You have to fight him!” You yelled before coughing as you tried to free one of your arms only for Ashley to whimper in pain as she pressed the knife harder against the skin of her neck, you froze.
Saddler watched on with a sick grin on his face, “Do not fight it, my son, listen to the voice of our lord.” He called out to Leon as he beckoned Ashley toward him.
You watched helplessly as Ashley was handed a syringe and turned back to you, tears streaming down her face as she tried to fight and take back control of her own body.
“Soon we will have a new daughter and she will know peace as you both now do.” Saddler held both of his arms out at his sides as Leon moved his arm around your neck up to expose your skin. Your breathing picked up as you stared up at the ceiling while Ashley stepped in front of you, the dark veins around her eyes making her look sickly and pale in the dim light.
You squeezed your eyes shut and blocked out the sounds of Ashley’s cries and Leon’s struggling, “It’s okay Ashley, I’ll be fine.” You assured her before biting down on your lip.
A moment later a sharp pain in your neck made you clench your teeth as the parasite was injected into your body, the arm around your neck once again tightening as the edges of your vision grew spotty and your lungs began to burn.
You were barely able to make out what Saddler was saying to Ashley as she walked out of the room with him, the lack of oxygen finally taking its toll on you as Leon’s grip went slack and you fell to the ground in a motionless heap.
The feeling of your veins burning under your skin and the stabbing pain in the back of your skull greeted you as you slowly drifted back to consciousness.
A quiet groan fell from your lips as you opened your eyes only to be blinded by the lights in the room and quickly shut your eyes again. It felt like the lights around you had been cranked up to the highest brightness just to cause you more pain as you desperately tried to regain your bearings.
A hand grabbed your arm causing you to snap your eyes back open and sit up straight before pushing yourself backward and away from whoever had touched you. The pain in your head was amplified by your sudden movements as you squinted at the lights, your eyes taking longer than usual to adjust, your vision was still blurry as you stared ahead at the form crouched in front of you.
“Hey, careful, just take it easy.” Leon’s voice cut through your fogged mind and earned your attention.
Blinking a few more times, your vision cleared up and you recognized the form in front of you as Leon, “Get away from me.” You said quietly, your voice hoarse as you held a shaky hand up in front of yourself—a poor attempt to keep him away from you.
The look of hurt that flashed across Leon’s face was hard to miss as he nodded slowly and backed away from you, “It’s me.”
You brought a hand up to your neck and rubbed the sore skin there, “You sure?” You noticed the way your hands shook as you watched him carefully.
“Pretty sure.”
Only then did you notice that it was just the two of you in the room, Ashley was nowhere to be seen.
“Where’s Ashley?” You looked around and moved to stand, your head spinning once again at the change in elevation.
Leon’s shoulders sank, “With Saddler.” He stepped toward you as you swayed on your feet and carefully grabbed onto your arm to steady you.
Your brows came together as you held onto his arm and looked up at him—you made careful note of his eyes, the whites of them were now a pinkish color and the skin around them was darker than normal, a side effect of the parasite now taking over both of your bodies.
“Why didn’t you go after her?” You leaned heavily on Leon as you looked down at his arm, the black veins that still covered his arms made your stomach turn as you now knew they would soon be covering your skin.
“You weren’t exactly doing well in here.” He looked down at your neck, “How’s your neck?”
Taking a step away from him, you looked down at the ground where you saw your knife laying a few feet away, “It’s fine.” You walked over and picked the blade off of the ground before putting it back into its sheath on your side, “You should have gone after her Leon, it’s our job to keep her safe.”
“You’re my partner, it's my job to keep you safe too.” He hesitated before stepping toward you.
You froze when your head began pounding again, your vision going dark at the corners as you pressed your hand to your temple, “You should have left me here. We have to go get her.” You ignored the pain in your head and started toward the doors that lead out of the room.
Footsteps sounded behind you and alerted you to the fact that Leon was following you, what you hadn’t expected was for him to grab your wrist and halt your exit.
“Just hold on for a minute will you?” He tugged on your wrist to turn you around so you were facing him, “Are you alright?” His eyes moved across your face where they lingered on your lips for a moment before settling on your eyes.
You looked down at where his hand held your arm and nodded slowly, “Aside from the fact that there is a mind-controlling parasite inside of me now? Yeah, I’m just peachy.” Your words sounded harsher than you meant for them to causing you to sigh, “I’m fine Leon.”
“I’m sorry.” Len blurted out, his words desperate as rubbed the side of your wrist with his thumb, “I tried to stop but it was like I couldn’t control my own body. I was just trapped in the backseat watching it all unfold. I hurt you, that’s why I couldn’t leave you here alone because I was the cause.”
“That wasn’t you Leon, that was Saddler.” You pulled your wrist out of his hold and grabbed his hand, “I know it wasn’t you.”
He squeezed your hand, “I thought I was gonna kill you.”
“It takes more than that to get rid of me Leon, you know that.” You were surprised when your words actually drew a small smile from the man.
He looked down at your connected hands as he smiled.
“Let’s go find Ashley and get these things out of us yeah?” You gently squeezed his hand before letting go of it.
The feeling of your body being controlled by someone other than yourself was a feeling you never would have been able to comprehend had you not experienced it firsthand. The inability to make your legs move as if they were cemented to the floor beneath you, the parasite inside your veins forcing you to stand still and watch as Leon writhed in pain just feet in front of you.
Ashley was unconscious on the altar in front of you, the black veins covering her skin now darker than you had ever seen; she didn't have much time.
Leon was mere inches from being able to grab Ashley, his hand was stuck in the air after Saddler had prevented him from reaching her. His arms were shaking as he fought to try and break free from the control the parasite had over him, all of his efforts proved to be futile though when he collapsed to the ground and screamed in pain.
Saddler walked around the altar with his staff in hand and walked past Leon who was screaming in pain at his feet, his glowing stare leveled on you and made you struggle even harder.
No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't move your arms to aim your gun at Saddler as he walked up in front of you and grabbed your chin.
He had complete control of your body.
Saddler leaned in close to your face and narrowed his eyes as he tilted your chin up and tightened his grip, “Is this not simpler? To give in to our lord rather than to fight him?”
“Screw you.” You spat the word at him as you tried to pull away even though you knew it was useless.
“Do not fight my daughter-”
Before Saddler could finish his pointless blabbering, gunfire rained down on his subjects that stood behind the altar causing him to freeze. A bullet flew clean through your shoulder and into Saddler’s chest followed by another round of shots as he lost his hold on you and Leon.
You collapsed to the ground as Leon stumbled to his feet. Blood dripped down your arm as you clamped your hand down over the bleeding wound and looked behind you to see who had fired the shots.
“Ada?” You breathed as the woman in red flashed a smile.
“Go!” she screamed before opening fire again, her attack aimed at Saddler to give you and Leon a chance to escape.
Leon wasted no time stumbling over to the altar and grabbing Ashley, the girl groaning softly as he pulled her into his arms and looked back at you.
“Come on!” he yelled.
You grabbed onto the stone pillar beside you and climbed to your feet, Leon was already halfway to the small archway when you started running after him.
The inside of your head felt like it was filled with cotton as you fully regained control over your body again, you could still feel Saddler’s mind inside yours as you followed Leon.
The three of you barely made it through the archway before one of the large statues lining the cave collapsed in front of it—the chains that had held it upright having been snapped by Ada’s gunfire.
Leon dropped down to his knees and bit back a pained groan as he held onto Ashley. You quickly ran over and knelt in front of him while carefully pulling the young girl out of his arms and swinging one of her limp arms over the back of your shoulders.
“Come on Leon, we gotta get you two to that lab.” You guided Ashley’s other arm over Leon’s shoulders and watched him carefully as he stood.
Leon cursed quietly as he stood, his eyes squeezing shut as he struggled to stay upright and help you hold Ashley, “It's that way.” He nodded forward before taking a slow step and beginning to walk.
The pace at which you both walked was agonizingly slow, Leon was struggling to stay standing as he walked and you feared that you wouldn't even make it to the lab before he would collapse again.
On the far wall of the room was a sign with a small map showing the layout of the labs ahead, you knew Leon knew which lab belonged to Luis so when he told you Lab B was the one you needed you didn't hesitate to start walking toward it.
You walked forward through a long hallway as Leon began mumbling to himself, your brows furrowing as you looked over at him to see the dark veins spidering out from his eyes across his face.
“Leon?” You breathed while stepping around a large wooden crate.
He clenched his jaw and squeezed his hand into a tight fist, “Just keep going,” He said through gritted teeth while looking ahead at the set of closed metal doors at the end of the hallway.
When you reached the end of the hall you passed Ashley off to Leon and made sure he was good to keep not only her but himself upright before taking the key from his pocket and rushing to the door. Your hand was shaking as blood continued to drip down and stain your gloves, you inhaled a slow breath as you unlocked the door and turned the handles to push them open.
When the doors didn't budge you cursed and shoved your shoulder against them repeatedly to force them to open. On the fourth push, the doors flew open as the box blocking them from the other side was shoved out of the way by the force of your blows, the sudden opening of the doors causing you to fall forward onto the ground and groan in pain.
Leon called your name as he shifted his hold on Ashley so he was holding her bridal style, you assured him you were okay as you stood back to your feet and held the doors open for him.
“You know how to do this?” You asked as he stumbled past you and the lights inside the lab came on.
He shook his head, “Not a clue.” He continued his march forward with Ashley in his arms as he carried her toward the chair sitting in the middle of the lab.
You stayed close to him and helped him lower her onto the chair before grabbing her hand and squeezing it tight, “You're gonna be alright Ashley, it's almost over.” You wrapped both of your hands around hers and looked over at Leon.
He had sat down on the chair next to the computer and booted it up, “You ready?” He looked back at you both, the green glow from the monitor making his already pale skin look ghostly.
Ashley nodded furiously and squeezed her eyes shut, “Let's do it.”
You admired her bravery as the three robotic arms above the chair moved over top of her and lowered, electricity sparking along the ends of them moments before her body jerked up and she screamed in pain.
Leon appeared at your side and grabbed your shoulder as the machinery worked to purge the parasite from Ashley’s body, “You’re next.”
You ignored him and kept your eyes on Ashley, beeping from the computer behind you sounding as her body stilled and she stopped screaming.
Leon looked back at the computer and sighed, “It worked.” He breathed.
You watched as the black veins along Ashley’s arms and face slowly faded until they disappeared altogether.
A small smile appeared on your face as you turned your head to look back at Leon, the smile instantly dropped when you saw the blank look on his face.
“Leon?” You let go of Ashley's hand and took a step toward him just as his eyes rolled back into his head and he slumped forward.
Luckily you were able to catch him before he hit the ground, the impact of his body against yours causing a wave of pain to sprout from the bullet wound in your shoulder. You bit back a scream as you carefully lowered him onto the ground and laid him down on his back. One of your hands went to his neck as you felt around for a pulse, a sigh of relief falling from your lips when you felt the weak but still there beat of his heart.
“What happened?” Ashley asked as she sat up and looked down at you, her eyes going wide as she stared at Leon’s unconscious body, “We gotta get it out of him.”
“Help me get him in the chair.” You pressed your hand to your shoulder and bit down on your lip to try and ignore the pain.
Ashley carefully stood to her feet and walked over to where Leon was, you instructed her to grab his feet while you hooked your arms under the back of his and lifted with all of your remaining strength.
Together, you and Ashley were able to lift Leon up and slide him onto the chair while Leon’s face twisted up in pain. The veins under his skin had darkened significantly in the last few minutes which caused all kinds of internal alarms to go off in your brain.
“He’ll be okay right?” Ashley looked up at you as she sat down on a stool beside the chair and held Leon’s hand.
You bit down on the inside of your jaw and nodded, “He will.” You turned to face the computer before mumbling quietly to yourself, “He has to be.”
You followed the instructions on the screen and watched as an internal image of the large parasite inside of Leon appeared onscreen followed by a popup asking if you wished to proceed.
You held your breath as you pressed ‘yes’
The robotic arms above him began doing their job as a sickening scream ripped from his throat and his body seized.
You refused to look at Leon, refused to look at him in pain as you tried to focus on anything other than his screams.
The image on the screen showed the parasite inside him as it was shocked and zapped to try and remove it from his body, you prayed to whoever would listen that it would work.
Then the screaming stopped.
And the screen flashed with one word in big bold letters; Success
You whirled around and stared at Leon’s unmoving body, his chest rose and fell slowly as the dark veins faded from his skin.
It worked.
Ashley looked back at you and smiled, “You did it!” She stood from her seat and walked over to you.
You squeezed your eyes shut and wiped away the few stray tears that had managed to escape your eyes—you told yourself they were from the bullet wound in your shoulder.
Leon winced quietly as his eyes fluttered open, his head immediately snapping to the side to look over at you and Ashley, “What?” His voice trailed off as he looked around the room before his gaze settled on the computer, “You did it?” he met your eyes.
You nodded and walked over to the edge of the chair he was in, “Scared the crap outta me, you know that?” You grabbed a hold of his hand and squeezed it tight.
“You were supposed to go next.” He winced as he reached over with his other hand and grabbed your arm.
“Oh cry me a river Kennedy, I thought you were gonna die on me.” You laughed dryly, “Besides, you're my partner so it's my job to keep you safe.”
Leon sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the chair before you leaned forward and wrapped your arms around him.
“Don’t ever scare me like that again Leon, I mean it.” You said while closing your eyes and loosing a shaky breath.
He wrapped one of his arms around your waist and held you tight, “Yes ma'am. Now let's get you taken care of okay?” He pulled away from you.
You helped Leon stand while Ashley stood beside you ready to help if need be, a smirk playing on her lips as she watched the two of you.
“How’s your shoulder?” Leon asked as you leaned back on the chair, his hand gently brushing over the source of the bleeding.
You gave him a thumbs up, “Get this stupid bug out of me and then we can deal with my shoulder.”
Leon hesitated for a moment before he leaned forward and pressed his lips to your forehead, “Sit tight, this will be over soon.” He gave your arm one last squeeze before walking over to the computer as you braced for the pain.
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spitgobbler · 7 months
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BunnyOwner!Leon <3
just a bunch of blurbs and thoughts I’ve had about Leon owning a bunny hybrid hehe also my first work on here :)
pairing: fem reader x leon kennedy
tags: bunny hybrid, heat, oral sex, p in v, praise, mention of belly bulge, creampie, breeding
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Owner!Leon who’s seen so much shit and decides to go down to the centre and adopt a hybrid companion so he isn’t as lonely. looking at all the cute hybrids from puppies to cats but then he stops at one particular kennel.
Owner!Leon who can’t stop looking at your long floppy bunny ears that he’s already wanting to touch with his warm calloused hands, and your pretty little cotton tail that twitches once you notice him.
Owner!Leon who approaches carefully, being mindful of your bunny nature as he gets to know you a bit more. as soon as you permit him to pet your fluffy ears he thinks to himself how petting and playing with them would be a perfect way to wind down after a long day of work.
Owner!Leon who signs the adoption papers after getting to know your sweet and gentle nature over the course of the week, it’s just what he needed in his cold and dark line of work.
and he enjoys coming home to a no longer empty house, you laying across his lap while he pets your floppy ears and unwinds with you. feeding you strawberries as a snack before a proper dinner while he listens to you chat about your day and what you did while he was gone.
Owner!Leon who glances at your lips and the way you lick the sweet red juice from the strawberries off of them, he feels the urge to kiss them. but he doesn’t. he’s your owner and he shouldn’t do that sort of thing with his precious lil bunny girl.
Owner!Leon who feel conflicted when he comes home one day and his bunny is in heat, humping her pillow desperately as she whimpers for desperate release. his cock stirring in his trousers as he tries to remember what the centre advised him to do when this happens but it’s hard to think with the way his eyes watch your fluffy bun ears flop with each hump of your hips. he just wants to tug them, just a little.
“bun, are you okay?” leon asks, sliding his boots off and moving to your side. “you look- let me call the centre and ask them how to help.”
you whine for him, “o-owner, no. my heat, need you.”
Owner!Leon who swallows thickly at the way your needy voice expresses your desire for him while you rub your messy cunt against your pillow. his dick hardening in his trousers as he wants to help but a part of him is hesitant. you were his slice of paradise, would doing this change things?
“baby, i think the center gave you some toys for your heat, let me go find them.” he murmurs before caressing your floppy ears. “i shouldn’t.”
“no! need owner to breed me,” you plead, eyes glazed over with need.
Owner!Leon who groans at your words, your pretty voice and words tying a knot of arousal in his abdomen. he can’t help but pick you up in his strong arms and laying you down onto his bed.
Owner!Leon who spreads your smooth thighs out for him, his tongue lapping at your weeping cunt and teasing your folds with a hum. your pretty pussy so sweet for him that he palms himself for even a sliver of relief.
Owner!Leon who lets you take what you want, what you need. letting you grip his locks and grind against his face, his nose nudging against your clit, making you sing so lewdly for him.
“that’s it, pretty girl.” he murmurs, his tongue guiding you through your orgasm while he holds your hips down. “so good for me, bunny.”
“m’coming! o-oh!” you moan and try bucking against his face as your eyes roll, gushing all over your generous owner’s face as he drinks it up with a low moan of his own. “thank you, thank you owner,”
he presses kisses to your folds before pulling away and caging your form underneath his, capturing your lips that he’s been dying for in a hot, heavy kiss. you moan as you taste yourself on him, gripping his strong shoulders as you soak in all the love and pleasure your owner is giving you.
Owner!Leon who listens to your pleas for more, teasing your messy slit with the tip of his fat cock before sliding in with a heavy groan from the squeeze. his brows furrowing from the pleasurable fit before thrusting his hips into you slowly before picking up to a toe curling pace.
“feels good owner,” you mewl out, writhing underneath him. “so deep, s’good.”
he caressed your face with one of his hands as he pumped into you over and over. “uh huh, anything for my pretty bunny, mm, fuck.”
Owner!Leon who flips you over and fucks you so good into the mattress. his hands tugging your floppy bunny ears as he thrusts harder and deeper into your needy little cunt from behind, making you clench the sheets and moan. groaning at the tight grip of your sloppy bunny pussy, his hands occasionally moving from your ears to your round lil cotton tail and teasing the base.
Owner!Leon who might as well also be a bunny hybrid with the way he spills his milky cum so many times into you till it’s giving you the cutest little bulge in your tummy. breeding you over and over, he rocks his fat tip into your sweet spot till your heat is over and you’re both spent. no matter how tired he was, he would be a bad owner if he didn’t help his precious bunny through her heat, wouldn’t he?
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ghostkennedy · 9 months
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Idk if you’re comfortable with it, but since everyone compares RE2!Leon to a puppy (and a bit RE4!Leon), maybe puppy-hybrid Leon who just loves the way reader smells and gets caught stealing their panties 🥴
Your Good Boy
~Puppy Hybrid! Leon Kennedy x fem! Reader~
Word Count: 3102
Content warnings: smut, sexual content, arguing, punishment, mean reader, rough reader, degrading, praising, kennel/cage use, sniffing panties, panties used as a gag, ovulation, heat, ruts, begging, oral (female receiving), multiple orgasms for reader and leon, breeding kink, p in v sex, unprotected sex, choking, drooling, spitting, possessive leon, so many pet names, owner/pet dynamic, pet play
!!!!!!!MINORS DNI! THIS IS PURELY SEXUAL CONTENT!!!!!!!
You hadn’t even realized the man had been flirting with you, but Leon was hyper aware of the fact. He could smell the arousal on the man and it smelled rancid. It infuriated him, how the stranger took your oblivious friendliness as interest, compliance. The man blatantly ignored Leon’s presence, no matter how much he pressed himself to your side, doing his best to discreetly show his possessiveness of you without making you angry with him. He was your good boy after all. 
Leon surveyed the busy bar, the stranger triggered his protectiveness, somehow more intense than it always is to begin with. 
His eyes darted back to where you stand next to him as the stranger reached out and tucked a stray hair behind your ear. Leon had no time to process what had happened before his instincts kicked in and he was grabbing the man by his collar. 
Leon shoved the man into the wall, yelping as his back slammed into the unforgiving concrete. Leon leaned forward, growling directly into the man’s face, his eyes looking murderous. The man shook beneath the firm grasp Leon had on him.
“Don’t fucking touch her or I’ll rip your fucking throat out. We clear?” Leon’s voice boomed throughout the small area. You wrapped your arm around his bicep, urging him to let the man go but Leon was too far gone in his anger.
The man stammered, “I-it’s clear man.”
Leon shoved him out into the busy room and the man hurriedly put as much space between himself and Leon. “Fucking mutt,” Leon spat before turning his attention back to you, “I’m so sorry he touched you, please forgive me.” His gaze immediately softened as he stared into your eyes, pleading for your forgiveness. 
You gave him a disapproving look before gripping his wrist tightly and leading him out of the bar. You ignored his pleas, apologies, and whines the entire walk back to your place.
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Once you arrive home, you quickly slam the front door and lock it, before turning to Leon with a scowl on your face. He began to plead with you, but you shook your head causing his lips to seal shut.
Leon whimpered as he backed into a corner, knowing the fury he was about to face from you. You took intimidating, dramatic steps, stomping your shoe into the ground forcefully every time your foot connected with the floor. He fell to his knees and stared up at you with teary, frightened eyes as you approached him, silently pleading for mercy.
You tower over his cowering form, your arms crossed over your chest before clearing your throat, “You were a very, very, very bad dog.” A tear falls from his left eye as his floppy ears quiver back in shame. “Do you know what happens to bad boys? Bad puppies get punished.”
His bottom lip trembles, “I just wanted to protect you. He put his hands on you.”
You chuckle at him meanly, “Oh, so you think you’re a big, bad guard dog now, huh? What a dumb puppy. Did I tell you to protect me?” You squat down so you and Leon are eye to eye.
“Well, no, but-”
“No buts, Leon! You embarrassed me. Do you think anyone will ever respect me when my puppy can’t keep himself in line?” You scolded Leon. His shoulders were shaking with nerves.
He cried to you, “I would never want to embarrass you. I love you so much-”
You interrupted him again, “Maybe too much. Why can’t you just behave yourself? You think I enjoy punishing you? Now I have to teach you a lesson when we could’ve had a really good night.”
You grip Leon’s ear between your pointer finger and thumb, forcing him to his feet. He yelps at the sting, but follows where you drag him obediently. Once you approach his kennel, he starts to pull away from you, ignoring how he hurts himself in the process.
“Leon,” you say his name sternly, “I will not tell you twice. Do you wanna be my good boy? Huh? Then you’ll do what I say!” Leon lowers his face towards the ground, nodding sadly at you. “There’s my good boy. You won’t learn if I don’t train you properly. You’ll stay in here for the night and if you behave yourself, you’ll get a reward. You want a treat, huh?” Leon perks up and nods his head enthusiastically. 
You open the door to the kennel, “Lay down and I’ll grab some blankies to keep you warm, okay?”
Leon drops to his hands and knees, crawling into the kennel. He turns his face to you before asking, “May I have one of your blankies? They smell like you.” His voice is full of hesitance, knowing he shouldn’t step out of line and ask for the special treatment.
“Do you deserve it?” you quirk an eyebrow at him.
“No, I don’t. I’m sorry for asking,” he curls himself up on the floor, avoiding eye contact with you.
You let out a heavy sigh, “Alright, I’ll get you one of my blankets. But you have to promise me you’ll be good.”
“I promise,” he answers quickly, his head whipping up to look at you gratefully.
“I’ll be right back. You better go potty now since you’ll be in here all night,” you instruct him. He quickly nods his head as you turn your back and rush to grab the blankets.
You return to his kennel in just a t-shirt and panties with your arms full of blankets. He’s sitting, waiting patiently for you to return and once he lays his eyes on you, his jaw drops. You weren’t purposefully trying to tease him, but it was an added bonus for you.
“You are so beautiful,” Leon praises you with watery, lovesick eyes.
You smirk down at him as you hand him his blankets. You go to hand him the last blanket before pulling it out of his reach, “This is my blankie. If you misbehave, next time I won’t be so kind.” He bites his lip and nods his compliance. “Good boy,” he whimpers at your praise as he takes your blanket and stuffs his nose into it.
You stand up and look over at Leon, hesitating before shutting the cage door.
“Maybe I can give you something special to help you behave and sleep good for me tonight?” you offer. You grab your panties and pull them down your legs, bending over and bunching them up in your hands.
 “W-what did you have in mind?” his lust blown eyes give away his feelings.
Putting your finger through one of the leg holes, you twirl the panties around in the air. Leon’s eyes float back and forth to the garment and to your bare pussy. Once the shock passes, his eyes finally look back up at yours as you smirk down at him.
You crawl until you’re right outside of the open kennel door and wrap your free hand around the back of his neck. Pulling him forward, you press the panties over his nose and he takes large inhales of your scent from the fabric. You watch as his cock hardens while he savors the smell of you.
You pull the panties away from his nose and instruct him, “Open your mouth.” He slowly opens his mouth, letting his tongue fall down his chin, drool dripping down his neck.
You stuff the panties in his mouth. His eyes roll back as he lets out a whiny moan. His tail is wagging happily behind him, his cheeks flushing with heat.
“See? Those will help you stay quiet tonight. You’ll behave for me, won’t you?” you speak to him in a light tone. He whimpers at your voice as he nods his head, nuzzling himself into the blankets. With your panties in his mouth and your scented blanket right against his nose, he’s letting out sweet content noises.
You lock the cage and stand up, smiling down at him. He stares up at you, happiness in his eyes as he tries to smile through his makeshift gag. You’d never admit how the sight of him like this makes your heart absolutely swoon over him, but it’s the greatest secret you could ever imagine having.
“Goodnight Leon. Be a good boy for me,” you shut the lights off and then head to your own bed.
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Sleep didn’t come easy to you. You tossed and turned the whole night, missing your puppy. But you did manage to get a little sleep eventually and when you woke up, decided it was time to let Leon out of his kennel.
You peered around the corner and saw him snuggled up and fast asleep. Your panties were half hanging out of his mouth and covered in slobber, drool coating his chin and throat. You smiled happily to yourself at the sight of him, slowly walking up to the kennel so you didn’t startle him.
You open the cage door, “Leon? Where’s my good boy?”
He gently stirs as he gains consciousness, his eyes finally opening and blinking slowly before finally locking in on you. He sits up super fast, banging his head on the top of his kennel and yelping.
You chuckle, “Did you miss me?” He nods his head happily, his tail rattling the cage with its excited thumping. “Come here then, give me some love.”
Leon tackles you in an instant, leaving kisses all over your face and neck. The panties laying forgotten on the ground beside you. Leon wraps his arms and legs around you, nuzzling his face into your neck and breathing in your scent. He pulls away and arches his eyebrow, looking at you before burying his nose in your neck again.
“Holy fuck, you smell so sweet,” he whines into your neck. He breathes in your scent like it’s as essential as the oxygen he breathes. You’re running your fingers through his messy bed hair when his head flings from your grasp, “You’re ovulating.” His pupils are blown and his cheeks are pink.
“Am I?” you tease him, “That’s interesting.”
You’re laying flat on the ground as Leon crawls his way down your body, stopping once his face is hovering above your core. He spreads your legs and nuzzles his face between your thighs, his nose bumping against your exposed clit.
“May I? Pretty please,” Leon begs you, his eyes glossy as he pleads.
You hum, “Is my puppy going into heat? Can’t control yourself? Need to fill me with your puppies?”
“Yes, yes, yes, please,” he bites the inside of your thigh to stifle his desperate whimpers.
“Alright, be a good boy for me then.” Not a second later, Leon’s tongue is running up the length of your pussy. He pants as he inhales the scent of your growing arousal. 
“Don’t tease me,” you warn him, voice stern.
“S-sorry, you smell so good,” he apologizes before his lips are firmly sucking on your clit. He eats you like a man starved and it has your eyes rolling into the back of your head from the sheer ecstasy of his mouth.
“That’s it, fuck. That mouth is so good, so fucking good,” you try and keep your dominant persona going, but it’s slowly crumbling around you as he amps up your pleasure.
His tongue laps at your soaked hole, before finally sticking his tongue inside of you. He erratically fucks you with his tongue, your walls continuously clenching around him.
Through your pleasure filled haze, you finally look down at him and see how lost he is in pleasing you. His eyes are shut tightly as all of his energy goes into working you up. His whole body is grinding into the ground, seeking pleasure and you’re not sure he’s even aware of what he’s doing. The sight is so hot you don’t dare point it out or tell him to stop. You’ll let him have this.
His nose keeps bumping into your clit, amplifying the leg shaking pleasure as you steadily climb closer and closer to your climax. You feel your wetness dripping down your ass, leaving a wet mess on the floor beneath you.
Leon pulls his tongue from your pussy and starts lapping at your clit quickly. His fingers gather the wetness leaking from your hole before shoving two digits into you harshly. You can’t help but arch your back up at the sensation, the mixture of pain and pleasure threatening to send you over the edge.
He pulls his mouth an inch away from your core, “Please, please come in my mouth. I wanna taste it, I wanna swallow you whole, please.”
His mouth reconnects with your clit and your orgasm crashes through you. You’re shaking as Leon is moaning uncontrollably against your pussy. His moans are practically louder than yours despite his mouth being so full of your pussy.
He slows his motions, his tongue gently massaging you as you come down from your orgasm and his fingers slowly slip out of you. Your muscles finally relax as you lay limply against the floor, every nerve in your body tingling happily. 
Leon sits back on his haunches, bringing his fingers to his mouth and quickly sucking them clean. You moan at the sight of him before your eyes start to roam his body, stopping when they arrive at his groin.
“I,'' Leon stutters out, “I didn’t mean to. You taste so yummy and I couldn’t stop myself.” He blushes at you and avoids your gaze.
“My puppy came just from eating my pussy? Is your cock all nice and wet, ready to fuck my pussy? Can’t help but get all wet for me?”
“Yes, I wanna breed you. Wanna breed your tight, little pussy, fill you with my puppies,” he looks at you intensely as his hands move to the waistband of his pants. “Gonna fuck you so full of my come.”
“You in heat, puppy? Can’t get enough of my pretty pussy?”
“It’s never enough,” he makes eye contact with you as he slips his pants and boxers down his thighs. His cock is still rock hard, springing up in the air immediately. You can see the cum still coating his shaft.
“Such a messy puppy. You gonna put your come in me where it belongs?” you moan loudly as he shoves his cock all the way inside of you.
Your pussy spreads open around his big, fat cock. He takes deep breaths to keep himself still, desperately trying to give you the time to adjust.
“Come on and fuck me. Be a good boy and give it to me. I can take it,” you demand and he’s instantly rutting into your pussy, fucking you into a frenzy.
He buries his head in your neck as he snaps into you hard and deep. It feels like you can feel his dick all the way up in your stomach. You’re biting your lip, trying to hold back your pathetic noises, but it’s growing more and more difficult. 
Leon removes his head from your neck and his eyes instantly find yours. You think you see a hint of a smirk before he pulls out of you and roughly turns you around onto your stomach.
He pulls you up on your hands and knees, pushing your head down to the ground so that your pussy is open and on perfect display for him. He groans before his dick is suddenly back inside of you, right back to his impossibly fast pace.
He grips your hips tightly in his hands, holding you still as his cock stimulates every inch of your cunt.
“Fucking take it, take it. Just like that. I was fucking made to breed this pussy. Squeezing me so tight, I’m not gonna last. Can’t control myself around this fucking cunt,” his words go straight to your core. Your eyes roll back at his dominant tone. You love when he loses himself in sensation like this, when his heat consumes him and all that matters is your pussy wrapped tightly around his cock.
He reaches around you, gripping your throat in his hand. He pulls you until your back is flush with his chest and he bites the back of your neck hard. In the new position, he hits your sweet spot with every single quick thrust of his cock. Drool is dribbling from your mouth. You’re a hot mess as you take his cock.
“Breed me. Breed me. Ruin me. Fuck me. Take me. Yes, yes, yes,” your brain struggles to keep up with your mouth as the words tumble past your lips before you’re able to process them.
“Touch yourself for me. You’re gonna come with me, gonna make sure you’re knocked up,” his grip tightens on you.
Your fingers are immediately reaching down between your legs, one hand wrapped around his on your throat as the other plays with that sweet bundle of nerves, sending you full force towards the edge.
“You’re gonna be so fucking hot all swollen with my babies. Everyone will know that you belong to me. Gonna keep you knocked up forever. Everyone will smell me on you, everyone will know how good I fuck you.” His words snap the coil within you and you’re sent into another earth shattering orgasm.
“Fuck yes, clench that pussy around my cock. Squeezing me so tight, fuck baby. I’m about to fill you up. You gonna take it, baby? Yes you are, fucking take it,” he moans as his movements become sloppy.
“Come in me. Come in me. Come in me. I want it so bad, fucking come in me,” his hand leaves your throat and twists in your hair. He yanks your head back into his shoulder as he continues to ram his cock into you.
He spits right into your open mouth and his hips come to a sudden halt as ropes of cum shoot deep inside of you. You feel his cock kick and jerk as it empties inside of you. You’re clenching around his cock again as he fills you up.
His head falls into your neck as he pants heavily, coming down from his high. You can feel the drool dripping from his mouth and down your chest.
You stay like that for a few minutes before his hips slowly start to move again. You whine at the overstimulation.
“I’m still so hard. I know you can give me another one. Come on baby, just one more for me. Your good boy wants to give it to you.”
~masterlist~
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Summary: After his last failed mission, the D.S.O dropped him off at the shelter. Grumpy and off-putting, his chances of leaving were bleak until you came along. Pairing: Dog Hybrid!Vendetta Leon x Fem!Reader Tags: NSFW, MDNI, Smut, hybrid sex, unprotected sex, age gap, oral sex, knotting, mild dubcon reader into it though, cream pie, mentions of alcohol, mild angst, but also comfort, no use of y/n
Read on AO3 || Askbox || Masterlists A/N: A birthday gift for a wonderful person. <3 Also thanks to @explorevenus for helping with the banner photos, because Nexy still cannot Pinterest correctly. Title from the deftness song, Cherry Waves. I also have a bot based off this story: Character AI || Spicychat
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Leon grumbled as he laid against the shitty bench-turned-bed inside the small gray walled kennel. There was only a folded up blanket for padding, to protect him from the cold cement beneath his back. It was a far cry to the plush and lavish hotel room beds previously provided by the D.S.O. His ears twitched as he curled in facing the wall, doing his best to drown out the sound of the other hybrids around him as well as the sound of the people looking around. His throat ached for the burn of some good whiskey.
He resented all of them – owners and the yipping little pups who they were here to claim. How many months had it been since he’d seen the dewy green of the grass outside. How many months since some poor soul decided to even peer into his kennel? Too many by his calculations.
Leon didn’t want an owner exactly, much more used to having his own freedom. It was one of the few good things about his previous employment. As a federal agent Leon had been allowed free reign for most things unlike the other hybrids who ran around playing butler-house-pet or fuck toy. An owner meant rules, it meant being friendly, it meant playing and being lovey – all the things he had grown to be inexplicably bad at.
He couldn’t deny though that somewhere deep within his alcohol riddled organs, it stung a little knowing that he was likely never leaving the kennel again, it was his prison.  An owner at least meant getting out of there. But alas, he wasn’t a puppy anymore, and between his age and ‘off putting personality’ as it stated on his papers, he knew it was a pipe dream.
He stretched his limbs, flopping onto his back, trying to push the thought out of his mind. Idly, he stared at the flickering light mounted to the ceiling, eyes following the creaky fan blades as they swirled around. It was almost enough to lull him into another dreamless nap, until he heard an unfamiliar gait heading his way. With no pups beyond his kennel he figured it was someone walking the wrong way, so he ignored it, returning to the fascinating task of counting specs on the ceiling tiles once he grew bored of the fan. 
“Hm?” One of his ears perked up as the footsteps stopped outside his room. A moment of silence, no further sound. The soft scent of some dainty perfume graced his nostrils. “What are you still standing there for? Puppies are the other way.” He called out idly, still not willing to acknowledge their presence with his eyes. 
“O-oh. Well…I wasn’t really looking for a puppy per se.”  Soft. Soft was the best way he could describe your voice, like his ears were being tucked into a cushiony blanket. He couldn’t decide if he hated it or not, but it intrigued him enough to finally sit up — it’d been a while since someone who sounded as sweet as you bothered to even look his way.
Scratching at his stubble he took you in, head to toe as he walked closer, leaning against the bars. Just as he thought; soft, sweet, cute, too young. “Not looking for a puppy?” He questioned, raising a dark brow. “You really think I’m your taste?”
Doe eyes darted to his little display plaque before back to his, he could tell you were nervous, the slightest rosy flush on your cheeks. “I think so.” The words weren’t confident, they wavered, your hands fidgeted. He wanted to laugh in dry amusement, but he wasn’t that mean. “Listen kid, unless you got a flask of whiskey hidden in your pocket, a cute thing like you is better off finding a puppy to fawn over.”
“I don’t want a puppy.” You said again, this time more firm, determination overtaking your features. “The whiskey can be arranged though.” 
“You’re joking.” “Nope. Dead serious.” “You read my file? You know how big of a grouch I can be.” “I did.I like a challenge.”  That ditzy little smile never left your face, but your eyes screamed sincerity. His eyes narrowed, he had both arms crossed while he considered what you were saying, squeezing the worn leather of his jacket. “There’s plenty of other old dogs around here.” “You’re not old.” “I’m 37.” “That’s not old.”
“Old for you.” “You don’t even know how old I am.” “You’re a real pain, you know that kid?” “I like you already.”  Leon tilted his head to the side, one ear flopping with the movement, his tail against his will wagging slowly behind him. You were interesting, that’s for sure, like a little warm dart shot into his iced over heart. For the briefest moment he felt hope, though he steeled it away as fast as it came – he knew better than to let emotions like that flourish. But at least he figured this could be a nice vacation.. “Know what? I like you too, kid. But don’t expect me to do any cute shit.” “No cute shit, got it.” 
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The apartment was small, simple white walls, beige carpet that looked kinda scratchy. It reminded him of the first apartment he ever had, rented it himself when he began the police academy. That felt like a world away now – yet he could still remember the look on the manager’s face when he rolled up as a fresh-faced pup to sign the lease, his academy badge attached to his shirt. 
‘Wonder what my life would’ve been if I could’ve stayed that guy.’ He mused, following you around for the grand tour.  “It’s not much. But there’s a second bedroom you can have all to yourself, and the hall bathroom is all yours too.” 
He nodded, sniffing around the place, everything had your scent lingering on it, even down to the guest room sheets. That same dainty scent, he hated to admit it but it was nice, growing on him by the second – so much so he even felt his cock twitch in his pants. Surprising to him, he can’t remember the last time he popped a stiffy between the alcohol, work, and sour mood he’d been in forever.
When you weren’t looking he adjusted himself in his pants. You were saying something, but truthfully he was only half listening. “What was that?” “I was just saying how tomorrow we can stop and get you whatever you’re needing. I would offer you some of my pajamas but yknow…” 
“It’s fine, I’m a boxers kind of dog anyway.” He swatted you away dismissively. “Don’t worry about it either, I should still have some money in my account from my last job. I just have to get to the bank.” “Oh. Ok.” You replied. “Well uhmm, you know my room’s next door. If you need me for anything, don’t hesitate to come get me.” “Mhmm.” He didn’t say goodnight as he heard the door shut behind him. Not having much on his person to unpack, he decided to just strip for bed. He kicked his browned boots off into the corner, tossing the jacket on top. Opting to leave the tshirt on, he tossed his jeans over with the rest before flopping back onto the mattress. 
Truth be told, the silence was odd – even at the shelter there was always something or someone making noise. The loud industrial AC unit on blast, night puppies running around their rooms, idle chatter. Here there was just…silence, loneliness still. Despite the unease that set forth within him, he had to admit the feeling of a real mattress felt delightful, like floating on clouds. Rolling over he took the opportunity to bury his face in the pillow, finally getting to indulge in your scent as much as he wanted. His eyes squeezed shut, his tail wagged against the bed thumping each time it connected – he was glad for the privacy.  ‘I’m fucked up for this, she’s too young.’
He considered rubbing one out before falling asleep, but between the way he was sinking into the bed and the coolness of the pillow, he stood no chance. It wasn’t long before that sinking feeling of unconsciousness began to wrap itself around him. His cock could wait another day. 
For the first time in a long time, Leon dreamed while he slept. 
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You sat in your own bed, unable to sleep. It was odd knowing that someone else was in your home for a change, but you supposed that was the whole point. 
Living alone was hard, kinda scary, and definitely lonely. Though the decision to get a hybrid was one you landed on impulsively. You considered a regular dog but that was more of a hassle than you wanted – what you really needed was a companion that could be independent. 
Leon’s picture was one of the first on the shelter’s website. You were surprised a dog his age was there, more surprised at how handsome he was if you were honest. His file caught your interest right away, previously employed, a government agent? The mystery behind that had you wanting to know more – was he like James Bond? Why would a government agent wind up in a shelter? Someone like that would make a good guard dog, right? 
And then of course when you saw him in person you knew you wanted him. Leather jacket, boots, and those cute fuzzy ears. God. It felt like his blue eyes pierced your soul, his locks framing his face – you loved it. 
Now here you were, he was in the room right next to you and yet you couldn’t get him off your mind. Looking over at the clock it was around midnight now. ‘Come on, just sleep. The sooner you sleep, the sooner you can talk to him.’ You reminded yourself, trying to will your brain into submission
It didn’t work. 
“This sucks.” You complained to yourself, hanging your legs over the side of the bed, rubbing at your eyes. Figuring stretching your legs and grabbing a glass of water might help, you pushed forward, quietly making your way out of the room and down the small hallway to the kitchen.
The chilling water felt like a rush of relief the moment it made contact with your mouth, legs feeling better after walking as well. You stretched almost like a cat, arms in the air, relishing in the feeling before deciding to head back to bed. 
Your trek back was interrupted by sound coming from behind Leon’s door, it was so quiet at first you almost ignored it, until his booming voice made you jolt where you stood. 
“Fuck you Patricio, you fucking coward! I should kill you myself.”  “What the hell?” Nosily you cracked his door slightly. “Leon? Everything alright?” There was no immediate response, but you heard shuffling on the bed, like he was thrashing around. This time you pushed the door open completely, hall light illuminating the room just enough to see his torso on the bed. 
Another noise left him, almost like a pained cry, then a whimper. “Fuck you.” He said again. “They’re all dead because of you…no…because of me.” His voice became quieter towards the end of his sentence. 
“Leon?” You cooed his name, sitting down on the edge of the bed. You weren’t sure what to do, but it hurt to see him struggle in unconsciousness. Gently you placed your hand on his cheek, he was clammy, the stubble rough against your hand. He didn’t seem any closer to waking, but you could feel his facial muscles tense – a growl left him as he rolled the other way. 
Daring to reach out, you pet at his ears gently, the short fur soft against your skin. “Hey, it’s alright.” You moved closer on the bed, intending to try and comfort him some more. Instead, your hand landed on his tail by accident. 
Leon jolted awake, and in an instant you were flipped onto your stomach, arm twisted and pinned to your back. Your muscles strained painfully, his grip bruising. His breath was hot against your ear, growling loud. “Ow!” You whimpered, face buried into the pillow. 
His nose pressed into your neck, sniffing a bit before he finally retracted slightly. You could feel his cock harden a little as it twitched through his boxers, pressed slightly in on your thigh from behind. “Oh shit.” He said, sleep addled brain fully catching up. “Shit, I’m sorry kid.” He didn’t move off of you completely, but he let go of your arm at least. “You alright?” “I think so.” “What were you even doing in here?” “You were having a bad dream. I wanted to make sure you were ok.” You mumbled against the pillow, flopping your arm to the side to ease the pain and tension from how it had been pulled. You weren’t sure what to do next, ask him to get off? Try to move? Stay still? While it should have scared you more than it did, you hadn’t expected him pinning you down to make you feel…exhilarated? That coupled with him pressed against you made your panties grow sticky with arousal. ‘This is awkward.’ You thought to yourself, hoping he didn’t notice. Hoping he would do something on his end to move the situation forward.
“Are you sure that’s the only reason you were in here?” You couldn’t see him, but you swore you could hear the smirk in his very words. He leaned over you again, this time his chest flush against your back, lips against your ear. “I can smell it on you, you know. Don’t even need to feel it to know you’re soaking.” 
“Wha–” Your face burned hot with embarrassment, more slick soaked your panties with just his words. “No I swear, I was just –” Your words were cut off instantly by the feeling of his tongue on the shell of your ear, the warm muscle teasing it, skin cooling the moment it moved away. 
“You smelled good earlier. But now? Now you smell like a fucking treat.” He said, burying his nose back into your neck, pressing his now nearly fully hard cock against you more. He ground down slightly as he took in your scent again. “Wanna just tear you apart, eat you up.” 
“Leon!” You gasped out, squirming under him. “Bad boy!” You managed to get out, though it lacked any real authority.  He snorted with amusement, leaning back, a firm grasp on your hips with both hands. “I’m bad? Who’s the one sneaking into someone else’s bed in the middle of the night?” He punctuated each word by grinding his clothed erection against your clothed cunt.  “I already said..I wasn’t… Bad, boy. Down!” You whimpered again, trying to sound firm this time, and failing again. 
“No can do.” He replied. “Got me all worked up now.” He gave a solid slap to your ass cheek, not enough to leave a mark, but just enough to sting lightly. “I warned you to go fawn over a puppy, didn’t I?” “L-leon –”
 “Not in control with me, Sweetheart. Shouldn’t get a pet you’re not ready to take care of.” 
You weren’t able to reply as he brought his hand between you from behind, rubbing at your clit through your panties. He ghosted his fingers there with just enough pressure to make you want more, but not enough to really push you over that cliff of euphoria. A needy whine worked it’s way out of you, and you ground your clothes pussy back against his hands, desperate for more pressure.  “That’s better.” He praised, rewarding you by letting rut against his hand. “Gonna cum just from that, aren’t you? Dirty little owner.” He teased.  “N-no” You attempted to protest, but he was right. It felt so good, though a little rough from the friction of the wet fabric. Your hips didn’t stop their movement against his warm hand, chasing that pleasure, each movement making you whimper into the pillow. It wasn’t long before you were cumming against his hand, him rubbing your back with his free one, coaxing you through it. “Atta girl,” he praised. 
While you caught your breath, he made quick work of your panties, not bothering to pull them off, opting to tear the thin fabric instead, leaving them torn between your legs. “Bet you taste as good as you smell.” He mumbled to himself, scooting down the bed enough that he could lean forward face to face with your wet folds. He gave no warning before he dove in, tongue lapping at you like you were dripping liquid gold. “Sweet as a fuckin’ treat.” He said, pulling away just long enough to take a breath before sucking on your clit gently, swirling his tongue around it.
Too sensitive from your previous orgasm, you kicked against the bed, back arching as you tried to get his attention. “S’too much.” You cried out, squeezing your eyes shut. If he heard you, he didn’t acknowledge it, simply pulling you closer to his face, strong arms keeping you pinned where you were as he continued devouring your cunt mercilessly. “S’too much!” You cried out again. 
With one more particularly hard suck, your whole body tensed, hole clenching around nothing as you came again. Hot pleasure radiated from your core, shooting zaps of pleasure that tingled your fingertips and made your toes curl. Little aftershocks of pleasure made your brain hazy as he eased up on the pressure, giving light licks now to savor your taste. 
Legs trembling, you were relieved when you felt him move from between your thighs, feeling his weight shift off the bed for a moment. When he returned, you realized he’d taken his boxers off, whining pathetically as he ran the hot sticky tip of his cock against your folds, bumping it over your clit again for good measure making you squeal. 
“Be a good girl and relax.” He said, finally pressing himself inside of you. It was just the tip but you already felt so full, like you were being speared with every inch. “Easy, easy….biiiiiiiiiiigggg stretch.” He cooed, finally burying himself to the balls. You had never felt so full before, mouth opening into a little ‘o’ shape, no sound coming out. Velvet walls tightened around him, making him hiss behind you. “No pushin’ me out, not ‘til I’m done.” He said, sliding out just a little before pressing back in. He did this a few times, slow shallow thrusts, easing you open for him.  Leon wrapped one arm around you, pulling you back so you were leaning against him as he rocked your bodies together. He splayed one hand against your stomach to help hold you in place, the other a firm grip on your neck. Not tight enough for you to be unable to breathe, but enough to cut off some of the blood supply, give your brain that heavy drowsy feeling – tongue flopping out in your dazed state. 
Tilting your head to the side, he lapped at the junction between your neck and shoulder before biting down on the spot, letting just his canines puncture the skin, careful to not draw too much blood. You gasped at the sensation, while it stung at first, each slam of his thick cock head to your cervix made any pain forgettable, enjoying the feeling of being stretched and filled.
He was close, you could tell by the rugged and uneven breaths he was taking, mixed with how he desperately rutted into you. He pressed you forward back onto the mattress, releasing your neck to reach down and lace his fingers through yours, his other hand maintaining its spot around you for support as he smacked his hips against yours. 
Leon came hard, balls tightening as he painted your insides white with thick ropes of cum. He rode out his own pleasure with deep but slow thrusts, holding you tightly against him. It wasn’t long before the knot on his cock stretched you out further, nearly at your limit. “I know, I know.” He said, rubbing your stomach gently as you squeezed his other hand. Once you seemed mostly adjusted, he carefully rolled both of you so that you were laying sideways, one leg bent back slightly over his to accommodate where your bodies were still linked. He held you close to him, nuzzling into your neck and lapping up any remaining blood from the bite mark. 
Silence passed as your bodies cooled down together, an overwhelming sleepiness taking over you. You rubbed at your eyes again before breaking the silence by calling out his name. “Leon?” “Yeah?” “Are you really ok though?” “Huh?” He sounded genuinely perplexed by the simple question. “The nightmare, it sounded…real…like a memory. Are you alright, like really alright?” You turned your neck as best you could, wincing slightly from the bruised bite that was now aching a bit, trying to see his face in the dark room.  “You were serious about that?”  “Yeah, I was worried. I told you I wanted to make sure you were alright.” “Shit …. I’m fine kid, promise. Just a bad memory that’s done and over with.” 
“Wanna talk about it?”  “Right now?” He asked incredulously.  “Well, yeah why not? Post nut clarity and all that.”  “You’re literally stuck on my – “ He cut himself off with a sigh. “You’re a weird one.”
“Yeah, I know. And you’re kinda grumpy, especially when you first wake up.”  He let out a laugh, it sounded genuine this time. His knot finally deflating, he slipped out of you gently so he could readjust the way you were laying so you were facing him. He pulled you closer, burying your face in his chest, resting his chin on your head. You could hear the telltale sound of his tail gently patting against the bed – a part of you wanted to point out that he did, in fact, do cute shit, but held your tongue. Instead you closed your eyes, letting the smile he couldn’t see spread over your features, relishing in his warmth, and the smell of his spiced cologne.  “Tell you what. Keep me around long enough and I might just tell you about the dream some day.” “Mmm and what if I keep you around forever?” His tail thumped harder at that question, a sign of his true feeling, it made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.  “Guess that remains to be seen.” You opened your mouth to protest, but he cut you off. “Go to sleep.” 
“Fine.” You conceded, too tired to really argue. A squeaky yawn escape you as you curled up into him, letting your eyes lid with sleep, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. 
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lipglossanon · 1 month
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Bound For The Floor
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dogman!Leon S. Kennedy x puppy!fem reader (one shot)
Dedicated to 🍁 anon! I hope you enjoy it!! 💜 😘
Warnings: 18+ MDNI, reader is mid 20’s with Leon being older, appearances from Ark Thompson and Chris Redfield, jealous Leon, masturbation, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, knotting, biting, aftercare
looked over a smidge 🤏
Title from Bound for the Floor by Local H
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It’s raining the day you’re brought home. To your new home. You’ve been chosen by a man with kind eyes to keep his other hybrid company while he works. He smells nice and he’s gentle when handling you so you’re more than amenable to joining his little family. Ark is his name, kinda funny but you think it’ll be super easy to remember since it rhymes with bark— something you’re very good at when called for (not that good pups bark a lot). 
He talks to you on the drive from the adoption agency to his home, explaining his routine and describing the dogman you’ll be living with from now on as well. Ark even shows you a picture of Leon on his phone while you’re stopped at a redlight, making your tail wag in excitement at meeting the rugged looking hybrid. 
In shy, halting words, you tell him about your short stint at the adoption agency. Raised with only caretakers, they finally gave you over to the agency fairly recently in the hope of finding you a forever home. You’ve experienced nothing but kindness and understanding with the outside world which might make you a little naive; however, it does nothing to dilute how happy you are at the opportunity to have your very first owner. 
“Leon, we’re home!” Ark calls out into the empty foyer as he sets all of your things down on the floor. 
Your eyes are comically big as you take in everything around you, nose scenting the air and picking up a delicious smell that has you drifting further into the house. A gruff hum pulls your attention to the hybrid Ark had called Leon. 
You smile at him, tail wagging nonstop, “Hi!”
His lip curls in distaste but he only stares you down without saying anything. 
“Leon,” Ark’s voice lilts in warning, “be nice.”
Leon rolls his eyes with a snort, but walks closer to you.
“Hello,” he grits out and your tail wags harder. 
“It’s so nice to meet you,” you smile even bigger. 
“Get along, okay?” Your owner ruffles your ears and you turn your bright smile to him. 
Nodding, you hum in agreement. Ark shoots another stern look to Leon and walks off further into the house. 
“You smell nice,” you offer up to the serious dogman in front of you, “I’ve never smelled anyone as good as you before.”
A red flush bridges his nose and cheeks as he shrugs, “Yeah, right.”
You pout, “I mean it. Can I scent you?”
His body stiffens in place as his look shifts from disbelief to sheer surprise. 
“Uh, I guess—“
“Great!” You walk forward until your chests are nearly touching, “I’ve only ever done this with my litter mates, so I’m unsure on how to scent someone else.”
You can see Leon swallow as he tilts his head, “Oh? You smell like a kennel.”
You laugh, missing his gaze raking down your body, “Yeah, I’ve been waiting on our owner for a day and they keep us in a kennel so nothing happens before the adoption.”
Leon nods although you’ll come to find later that his adoption was much rougher and less pleasant than your own experience. 
You lean forward and bury your nose against his neck, whimpering when you can smell him unencumbered. You breathe in freshly mown grass and a spicy musk that has your mouth watering. Snuffling against him, you don’t realize you’re rolling your hips against his. 
Leon hands grip your hips but he only helps you rock yourself against him in a way that makes you whine and pant against his skin. Distantly, you feel his nose press against your neck and breathe in your own scent. He growls and you whine, tilting your head so he can nip and lick at your soft skin. 
With a low growl, Leon pries himself away from you even as you chase after the pleasurable feeling coursing through your body. 
“Behave, pup,” he murmurs in your ear and you let him pull away. 
“Leon,” you whine at him, pawing his chest as you watch him close his eyes and take a steady breath. 
“I need to go find our owner, stay here,” he walks you over to the couch and presses you down on the soft cushions.
When you go to rise as he steps back he holds his hand out.
“Stay. Be a good girl for me.”
You go hot all over, “Okay.”
His eyes darken but he turns and leaves the room, bringing Ark back after a few minutes.
“I feel hot,” you slur out, eyes pleading up at the men in front of you.
Leon stands behind Ark, stiff as a board while he watches. 
“Poor thing,” Ark soothes, softly rubbing your ears, “looks like Leon may have triggered an early heat.”
You sigh as Ark gently massages your ears and temples.
“Leon, can you take the rest of her things up to her room? I’ll carry her up and we’ll let her rest,” your owner says over his shoulder and your eyes track Leon as he leaves the room. 
“I want—“
“I know,” Ark sighs, “but let’s get you settled in and some meds in you. Tomorrow you’ll feel better.”
“M’kay,” you mumble, slumping into his chest as he picks you up bridal style. 
You feel him set you on a soft bed and coax you to swallow some icky tasting medicine before allowing you to drift off to sleep. At some point in the night, that delicious smell from earlier seeps into your brain and has you maneuvering until your face is buried in a warm chest. A low pleased rumble makes you press the dough of your thighs together as you sink deeper into sleep. 
The next morning you wake up to the door opening. 
“Leon,” Ark’s voice sighs out, “I thought I told you to let her rest.”
Arms snake out to wrap around your back and pull you further into the warm body in front of you. 
“I was here in case she needed something,” the dogman’s rough voice sent goosebumps skating across your skin. 
Ark’s palm brushes across your ears and you giggle and turn in Leon’s arms to look up at your owner. 
“Are you feeling better?” His brown eyes pinch with worry. 
“Much better,” you smile, “just a little tired.”
Ark’s eyes crinkles when he smiles in relief, “Good. I’ll let you rest some more. Leon can help you if you need anything.”
Your owner ruffles first your ears then Leon’s before slipping back out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Feeling shy, you shimmy away from Leon and climb out of bed. 
“Thank you for looking out for me,” you tug on a loose thread on your shirt.
He grunts in acknowledgment and you look over into his face. His blue eyes stare you down for a split second before he climbs out of bed as well. 
“Yeah, well s’only the right thing to do,” he mutters, “make sure to take those meds.”
He jerks his head to the nightstand behind you and you see that Ark must have brought up medicine and water when he checked in on you. 
“I will,” you nod, smiling at the grumpy dogman as he brushes his hair back, “thanks, Leon.”
“Don’t mention it,” he waves you off, following in Ark’s footsteps as he slips out of your room. 
You quickly take the heat suppressants and smile to yourself. It’s nice having a friend. Crawling back into bed, you shove your face in the pillow Leon used and sigh happily. He just smells so good! Your tail thumps against the bed as you breathe in his scent more. A small whine parts your lips as your cunt grows hot and wet, clit throbbing as the smell of fresh grass and spice fill your nose. 
You can’t help yourself as your fingers slip beneath the band of your underwear to tease across your slit. Panting against the pillow, you hump your fingers and let yourself pretend they were bigger and thicker. It doesn’t take long for you to cum, slick coating your hand along with the gusset of your panties. A yawn overtakes you and before you can get up to change, you fall asleep with your face buried in Leon’s scent. 
After that weird welcome home, Leon pretty much keeps to himself. When Ark’s around, he’s nearby, but acts aloof and distant if you try to befriend him. You’re really bummed out, and you don’t want him to snap at you like he did at the neighbor’s hybrid, a nice boy named Steve, so you just try to be polite and stay out of his way. You’re pretty much glued to your owner’s side anyways. He smells almost as good as Leon, like fresh coffee and leaves, so you’re constantly trying to sit in his lap. 
Leon always snarls his lip when he sees you snuggled up to Ark, letting him pet your ears and tail while he watches tv or reads. The first time you offered to move so Leon could get his ears rubbed, he turned his nose up and sat on the other side of the room; since then, you ignore him and happily enjoy Ark’s soft head pats.
But, every now and then, Leon does something nice that makes your heart flutter and leads you to think he likes you more than he shows. Falling asleep on the couch and then waking up in your bed, seeing your favorite food already prepared for lunch, or even simple chores being done before you get to them. Those little things have you seeking him out in thanks, but he always waves you away with a gruff word paired with a small blush on his cheekbones. 
One day, you come home from your walk with Ark only to smell someone new. Your ears perk up as your owner chuckles and gestures for you to walk on into the house while he takes off his shoes. Quickly beelining to the living room where the smell is stronger (a nice blend of sandalwood and vanilla), you stop in place to see Leon laughing at something another dogman is saying. 
“Oh, hello,” you give a shy wave to the two sitting on the couch. 
Leon glances over at you, eyes darting from you to the hybrid next to him. The stranger gives you a wide smile, drawing your eyes to his heavily stubbled jaw. 
“Hi, I’m Chris, you must be Leon’s new pup,” he grins over at the quiet dogman. 
You feel a flush of warmth spread throughout your chest from his words.
“She’s not my pup,” Leon mutters under his breath, but you still hear it making your smile a little dimmer. 
Chris ignores his friend and pats the spot open to his left, “Sit next to me so I can get to know you.”
You nod your head and walk a wide half circle to avoid being in Leon’s space to sit on the couch beside Chris. Quickly taking in his appearance, your tail wags when he smiles at you again. 
“I’ve been meaning to come over for a while. If I’d have known Leon had such cute company, it would’ve been sooner,” he angles his head to wink at you and one of his ears tilts back. 
Smiling, you shrug, “Well maybe you can visit more now. I love making new friends.”
Chris laughs and it causes your tail to thump against the couch. Unbeknownst to you, Leon tenses and elbows Chris in the ribs. 
“Well, as much as I’d love to stay, I’m pretty sure my owner is looking for me by now,” Chris lumbers to his feet and you have to crane your neck to keep eye contact.
“I’ll see you to the door,” Leon stands next. 
You wave while Leon practically steers Chris out of the room. 
“It’s nice meeting you,” Chris calls out before rounding the corner. 
“You too!” You move from the living room to watch Leon close the door behind his friend. 
“He’s nice,” you offer, smiling at the dogman. 
Leon grunts, “Chris is okay.”
You pause, not really understanding why Leon seems upset with you. 
“If-if you want to hang out alone with him, I can ask Ark to take me for walks when he visits,” you fiddle with your shirt hem, “I don’t want to get in your way or anything.”
Leon doesn’t say anything and you nod, slipping off to your room. Your chest hurts with disappointment leading you to curl up in a ball in the center of your bed, falling into a fitful sleep. Later the snick of your door shutting has you raising your head up, eyes slowly adjusting to the figure walking to your bed. 
“Leon?” Your voice rasps with sleep. 
“Yeah,” he whispers, kneeling on your bed before shifting until he can lay down, pulling your back to his chest, arms encircling your waist.
You stiffen against him, confused as to what he’s doing there. 
“I’m sorry,” he presses the words against your ear, “I’ve been pretty rude to you and it’s nothing you’ve done. From here on out, I’m gonna treat you better.”
You hum happily, “Thanks, Leon.”
“Can I sleep in here tonight?”
“Sure,” you yawn, sleep already tugging your eyelids closed, “‘m happy we’re friends.”
“Friends,” he laughs to himself, “right.”
Weeks go by and Leon is true to his word. He’s more friendly and hangs around you even without Ark being around. He’s also way more touchy feely to your delight. Constantly scent marking you before you leave the house on your walks, going so far as to let you borrow his clothes if Ark is taking you to the park or even out while he shops. 
It makes those butterflies in your chest swarm and your heart beat fast whenever he does those kinds of things. And since he never asks for his shirts back, you wear them to bed, hands tucked into your panties as you breathe in his scent and get yourself off. You would feel a bit bad, but you see how Leon stares at you the next day—like he can smell the effect he has on you and it makes your skin buzz. 
There’s no telling how long this would have gone on, but luckily for you, Ark forgot to refill your meds and he’s out for the night, leaving you and Leon home alone. You truly only meant to tease the handsome dogman, make him feel as out of sorts as you do when he’s around; however, you didn’t realize how much being off of your medicine would affect you. 
Just being next to him on the couch as you watch television is making your palms sweat and your nipples hard. Trying to sit still is impossible. The more you shift around, the more uncomfortable you are until Leon’s hand comes down on your thigh like a hot brand on your skin. Whimpering, you press the dough of your thighs together, squishing his fingers in between the soft skin. 
“What’s gotten into you?” His low voice rumbles through your ears making your cunt leak into your panties. 
Not thinking it through, you sit up into a kneel and clamber onto his lap. 
“It’s hot,” you whine, grinding yourself down onto him, “want you to make me feel better, Leon.”
“Wha—“
You swivel your hips and feel his cock thicken underneath your ass, pressing against the seam of your shorts and making your eyelashes flutter. 
With a groan, Leon grabs your hips to stop them from bouncing down on his bulge. 
“Sweetheart—“
His voice dips out into a low moan as you lap at a sensitive spot on his neck before licking the shell of his ear. You feel his cock twitch and kick against your clothed pussy and it makes you whine. 
“B-bad girl,” he hisses, head falling back against the couch, ears flopping, “bad girl, bad p-puppy, oh fuck.”
You nip his bottom lip before messily licking into his mouth, grinding down on his thick cock as he leaks enough precum to stain his sweats. 
“Puppy, stop,” he groans, “we can’t, oh god, you need your meds and Ark—“
“He’s out with friends,” you pout, rocking your hips just right so your clit rubs against the seam of your shorts sending a sharp zing through your body, “and I don’t have any more medicine.”
“You never listen,” he growls and your tail droops. 
You let out a surprised squeal when Leon shifts off the couch to press you down into the floor. 
“Need me to stuff your pussy, huh?” he bites your ear, making you whimper, “‘m gonna be the only one sniffing around your greedy little cunt.”
Your eyes roll back when he dry humps your pussy, grinding the thick outline of his cock right against your wet slit. 
“First I wanna see if you taste as good as you smell,” he kisses you heatedly before moving down your body. 
He slips your shorts off and tosses them across the living room. Leon buries his nose between your legs, sniffing across your soaked panties. The fabric sticks to your chubby pussy lips allowing Leon to lick at your clit easily. 
“Oh, oh,” you moan, hands reaching down to tangle in his hair, softly rubbing over his fuzzy ears.
He grunts and laps up the slick leaking down your thighs before pushing your panties to the side to lap at your hole. 
“Taste so good,” his muffled voice causes vibrations that make your toes curl, “mmm could eat your little cunt all day.”
“Leon, please,” you hump against his mouth, eyes locked on his blown out gaze.
He hums and the vibrations make your clit tingle as more slick drips onto his tongue. The thick muscle slides in and out of your hole before he licks his way back up to your clit, softly sucking the swollen bud into his mouth. Your thighs tremble as his rough sandpaper tongue swirls around your pudgy clit before sucking it gently. 
“So good,” you whimper, thighs falling open as far as they can go while your tail wags, “Leon.”
He growls, tongue fucking your pussy until sloppy wet sounds fill the room. His broad hands grab underneath your knees to shove your legs up to your chest. Pulling back, you moan as he spits on your cunt quickly followed by him burying his face against your soaked pussy. His rough stubble makes you squeal and pant while he licks and sucks your pussy lips. 
“So soft and wet, pup,” he grunts, pulling back to finally shed himself of the rest of his clothes. 
He strokes his cock to take the edge off and your mouth waters at the precum beading at the tip. With a groan, he notches the tip against your hole and glides the fat head up to smack against your clit. He presses his hips flush against you and you whine, the feel of the blood hot skin of his cock pulsing against your pussy. 
“Look how deep it’s gonna reach, pup,” his voice rumbles low in his chest, making your nipples ache.
He uses his thumb to press his tip down against your skin as your bleary eyes take in how far his cock will be inside your needy cunt. 
“Oh god, Leon, s’too big,” you mewl, ears lying flat against your skull. 
With a warm chuckle, he pulls his cock back to slide across your pudgy bud, grinding the head against your sensitive clit until you’re whining and dripping slick onto the carpet. His cock presses into your pussy making you moan reedily, voice breaking into a gasp. 
He chuffs and gently bites the side of your neck, rocking his cock another inch into your clenching hole. 
“Pussy’s just small, honey,” he coos softly, sandpaper tongue licking up to the shell of your ear, “gotta stretch her out so you can take my knot.”
Your walls clench down on his dick making his hips stutter. His eyes darken and he pulls completely out. 
“How about we make it easier for this soft little cunt?”
Without letting you answer he flips you over into your hands and knees, one palm pressing down in the middle of your back and the other gripping your hip to raise your ass up. He slides in much easier in this position, bottoming out with a loud groan as you claw at the floor. 
Mewling, you press your ass backwards, working more of Leon’s thick cock into your dripping pussy. 
“Wan’ it,” you slur, nails digging into the plush carpet, “want your knot, Leon.”
He growls and buries his cock to the hilt inside your cunt making you cry out from the sudden stretch. Your walls clamp and pulse around his fat dick while you catch your breath.
“Good girl,” he whispers into your ear, making you shiver all over, “such a good pup for me.”
“Leon,” you whimper, pussy walls fluttering around his thick length as he slowly ruts into you.
He groans and pulls halfway out before bullying his dick back into your sopping wet hole. 
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he bites your shoulder, canines digging into your skin, “perfect pussy, made for me aren’t you, honey?”
 “Uh huh,” you gasp out your agreement, voice not wanting to work as Leon pounds your cunt hard enough you’re getting rug burn on your knees. 
He grips the base of your tail and pulls, making you scream— pussy fluttering and pulsing around his dick as your orgasm takes you both by surprise. 
“Good girl,” he coos, dropping your tail to grip the fat of your ass with both hands, “so good, gripping me so tight with that little pussy, working for that knot like a good pup.”
Shuddering, your body trembles as Leon keeps thrusting his fat cock right against your g-spot as the tip kisses your cervix. Drool spills from your mouth as you heave in deep breaths. 
“Want you to cum one more time, pretty girl,” he lightly spanks your ass making you whine, “one more and I’ll knot this pretty pussy til she’s nice and full. Don’t you want that? For your hot cunt to be bred til you’re stuffed to the brim?”
“Please, please, Leon,” you mumble, ass bouncing back against his thrusts, “want your knot, please, want it so bad.”
One of his hands dip below your abdomen to circle the swollen bundle of nerves coated in your slick. Your pussy clamps down on his dick as he softly teases your clit. 
“Oh that’s it, right there,” he kisses your neck, tongue lapping against your sweaty skin, “can feel you getting tighter. Cum for me, let me feel it.”
As Leon keeps hammering into your pussy, his fingers circle and tease across your pudgy bud until one last thrust has your orgasm whiting out your vision. Your ears ring so loud you don’t even hear as Leon curses against your neck while he snaps his hips against your ass before burying his cock deep in your spasming pussy. 
You wail when his knot locks you together, stretching your cunt even further as you feel his hot thick cum spill inside. 
“So good for me,” Leon groans, hands smoothing over your sides and back, “perfect, so fucking perfect.”
You sigh gustily, body going limp as Leon continues to fill your pussy with load after load from his thick cock. He shifts until you’re both able to lay on your sides comfortably, hands petting your body gently. 
“Feels nice,” you mumble, relaxing even further against him.
“Good,” he kisses the back of your head, “once I can pull out, wanna run you a bath. Gonna take care of you.”
Preening, you smile although he can’t see it, “That sounds so good.”
It’s quiet and relaxing as you bask in Leon’s soft touches and praise. As soon as he slips out of your sore cunt, he scoops you up into his arms and carries you into the bathroom. Setting you down on the edge of the tub, Leon works the taps and fills it with comfortably warm water.
Once he settles down in the basin, he maneuvers you to sit with your back to his chest. His warm hands rub at your arms and shoulders. 
“Let me know if you’re sore anywhere,” he kisses your temple. 
His softness is making your clit throb, loving how Leon treats you. 
After he works your arms and shoulders, he shifts down to your thighs. You moan low in your throat. 
“What if I’m sore here?” You bite your lip and grab one of his hands to shift it to your clit. 
He chuckles causing goosebumps down your body. 
“Oh? Need this fat pussy rubbed?” he slips his fingers down your slit before circling back up to your clit, “is she really sore, honey? 
“So sore,” you mewl, slumping against his chest as he teases across your swollen clit.
It doesn’t take long for his rough fingers to work another orgasm from you, pussy clenching around nothing as your clit throbs underneath his fingertips. 
“So fucking good,” he turns your head to kiss you messily, tongue licking into your mouth as spit drips down your chin.
Leon finishes washing you both off before helping you stand, wrapping a fuzzy towel around you before emptying the bath. Feeling extra sleepy, you don’t put up a fuss as Leon guides you into his room. Helping you slip under his covers, you sigh as Leon’s scent surrounds you. 
“Goodnight,” he kisses the side of your mouth making you turn and pout your lips for a kiss. 
Chuckling, he kisses you gently, running his thumb across one of your ears. 
“Goodnight, Leon,” you smile sleepily, snuggling into his chest. 
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just--a-lurker · 9 months
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what the dog doin
Dog hybrid!Leon S. Kennedy x fem K9 handler!reader
Total words: 3.6k
One of the hybrids at your new job causes a lot more trouble for you than you can ever imagine.
warnings: !!18+!! !!MDNI!! noncon/rape, biting, violence, gore, gun mention, breeding kink, somnophilia, knotting, public sex, hybrids, bestiality-ish (hybrids not considered as people despite them being mostly human), Leon is sort of yandere in this
a/n: this is technically my first fic (💀) so it’s a bit rough, and anything in this that makes you go “huh that actually isn’t that bad” is probably thanks to this getting a read-over + suggestions by the much more talented @noowayybroo​ who also writes great fics that are infinitely better than this one (they’re actually good, go read them!!)  I picture re2 leon with this but it doesn’t really matter. title is because i can’t title things and it’s funny to me (i am dying of irony poisoning). formatting on tumblr is terrible what the hell
You are hired as the new K9 handler at the local police station. When you arrive for your first day, the chief brings you to the kennels and introduces you to the dogs that you'll be training while you're here. You’re a bit nervous, this job being the first time you really get to test your skills, but you try your best to not let your apprehension show.
You come face-to-face with a group of stern-faced dogboys, who are obediently sitting, waiting for your commands. Well, most of them are. They seem to have lined up by seniority, and despite your view of the dogs later in the line being blocked by some of the bigger dogs, a light-colored dog at the very end catches your attention with all of his movement. Approaching the smallest dog at the end of the line causes him to become overexcited, jumping up to try and touch you. 
K9 recruit Kennedy, or Leon, according to the engraving his basic collar had, enthusiastically greets you by standing up and licking your cheek. His long, fluffy tail wags excitedly as he starts to... bounce? Out of happiness. He manages to stand still for just a few moments so he can say something to you, but you can tell it’s taking all of his effort to stop moving.
"It's so nice to meet you! Hi! I'm Leon! I love you!"
You’re amused by the pup’s declaration, and scratch behind his ears when he bows his head to you. You find his mannerisms charming, if a bit out of place, and you wonder if he knows he’ll be completely still and calm like the other dogs after you train him.  The chief states that officer Kennedy is the newest and youngest of the group, and he arrived after the old handler left, so he hasn't had any training at all. 
"He's eager but a bit of a troublemaker. Shouldn't be a problem for you though, of course." The chief laughs, patting you on your shoulder before leaving you to your devices with the dogs. 
You go through exercises with the entire pack, pleased to see that most of them were already well-trained and would just need practice to maintain that training. You give extra attention to Leon, who is indeed eager to follow your orders, but seems constantly distracted. He has lots of energy and seems to prefer pets and scratches behind his fluffy ears to any kind of treat. He seems to be getting along well with the other dogboys, but after a week of you being there, something about Leon changed.
He was still the overexcited puppy you knew him as, but he was a lot more distracted than normal. You catch Leon staring at you with a dopey look on his face, responding to nothing until you gently pat him on his head or he sees you interact with another dog. Leon doesn’t like this, getting into fights with whichever dogboy you seemed to favor over him, who much to the other dog’s credit, shrugs Leon off and ignores him. He constantly takes your items and hides them, his favorite item being the keys to the kennel, which he hides in what you feel like infinite amounts of obscure spots around the room. Whatever the item is, you end up being stuck in there for an extra hour until you find them. Any discipline you dish out is met with that same, stupid smile, and you watched his tail thump on the ground happily, even when you called him a "bad dog". All of this was starting to get to you, but you figured that you can eventually train him out of it. After all, he's still new, and maybe he's still adjusting to having to interact with you. At least, this is what you would have thought if he weren't getting more... physical with you.
Constantly following you around, even after you dismiss him so you can train the other dogs, he curls around your feet and bites down on your clothes to stop you from walking away from him. He shoves his face into your crotch, forcing you to push him away roughly. He takes the opportunity to lick at your groin if you take too long to push him away, and as your reaction to the sudden shock of wetness and warmth quickened, the more often he would try to press himself there. You eventually place him in a crate while you are working in the kennel as you can’t do anything productive without him tripping you up.
Leon isn’t too happy about this, and howls loudly the entire time, forcing you to muzzle him in order to prevent noise complaints from your coworkers. The muzzle only stays on until he quiets down and promises to behave, but it wouldn't even be 5 minutes before he misbehaves again, and you feel his tongue on your clothed ass. All you can do is sigh in disappointment and drag a whimpering Leon back into his crate. You would think that being publicly humiliated in front of the other dogs would act as a deterrent, but it was as if Leon didn't care at all for their thoughts.
It isn’t just his behavior that is strange. You feel embarrassed to even notice this, but he sports an almost constant hard-on, which was laughed off at the vet as "just something that dogs have sometimes, it'll go away soon." but you're glad to know that he has a clean bill of health otherwise. You're not sure why he's so naughty lately -- you wish that there would be at least some paperwork regarding his history before he came to the precinct --but it's as if they picked him directly off of the street. You're worried that his behavior is due to hormonal reasons, and if it gets any worse it can only be fixed by, well, fixing him.
You spend more time training the pack, with Leon showing some progress whenever he isn’t trying to press himself on you. You really hope that his problems won't crop up in more serious situations, and you pray to whatever higher power is out there that he isn’t called to a scene anytime soon. Of course, when all the other dogs were unavailable, you are called to bring a dog over to investigate a crime scene. You walk towards the officers already present with Leon in tow, trying to keep him at an appropriate distance. Leon is overjoyed to finally reach the site and hugs your leg after you stop in front of the two officers. You harshly pull at his collar when you feel him trying to subtly grind on your shoe, giving him a stern look. The other officers smile at you and pet Leon’s head, which thankfully makes him stop humping you.
While you're getting briefed, a shot nearby briefly deafens you as one of your fellow officers collapses, head burst on the pavement. You try to grab Leon to duck somewhere safely while you figure out who is shooting at you, but Leon seems to have gotten spooked or got lost in the chaos, as he is nowhere in sight. You can only wish that whoever was firing at you will take pity on the poor pup. You peek out from your cover to try and get more information, but you’re shoved unceremoniously on the ground as one of the instigators hits your kneecaps with the butt of their gun, before pointing the nozzle at your head.
"Not even an actual cop, just the dumb dog-fucker." They sneer, before hitting you with the gun again, this time a hard butt to your jaw.
"Guess you weren't a good bitch for him if he completely abandoned you like this."
You're completely discombobulated from the assault and you close your eyes to stop the light from making the agonizing pain in your head worse. You tear up from the sting of pain and your failure, and you can only sniffle as the gunman starts to pull the trigger.
A loud growl comes from behind your attacker, and a blur of fluffy blond tail and sun-kissed skin leaps at the assaulter. Their gun is knocked out of their hands, and you only belatedly realize that the liquid leaving their throat is their blood gushing out by the pint. You're still in shock, but the gruesome sight brings you to some of your senses and you quickly realize that Leon is going to kill that person if he doesn’t stop now. You order Leon to let go, as the assailant is definitely not going to be able to hurt anything for quite a while, but to your dismay Leon does not immediately follow your order. Leon looks directly at you, crunching down hard one last time, before trotting up to you with a wide smile that would be otherwise cute if blood and sinew wasn't smeared all over his face. His fluffy tail wagged happily, and he looked imploringly at you for a treat. 
"I did good! I protected my mate!"
You ignore his second statement, and look at Leon with apprehension. You have a fleeting thought about petting him just in case he decides to turn that aggression towards you - but your rational brain takes over and you don't want to reward him for a near-fatal mauling, and you’re kind of confident that he wouldn’t attack you at the moment. You make sure the coast is clear before quickly turning around (and holding yourself back from comforting Leon after he lets out the most pitiful whine) and call for medical attention for the unfortunate person. As the EMT whisks them away, and feeling more secure with other people around you, you scold Leon. You bring him to the drying pool of blood and make him look at it.
"Bad boy!" A light smack on his cheek.
"Listen to me when I tell you to let go!" A rougher smack on his left arm, of which he was trying to wrap around you.
"No more treats for the next month!" You force his neck to turn towards you, and are pained by his teary-eyed expression.
"But I protected you! I was good!"
"Good boys do exactly what I say."
"But-"
You push him to the ground and start walking back to the station, giving very little slack to the leash. You try to ignore his small whines of, "but I was being a good mate."
After writing your report about the entire incident, you were given a special assignment. Leon's behavior was found unacceptable by both you and your bosses, so he needed intensive training outside of work hours, or he’ll be put down. You thought that was a harsh punishment – shouldn’t they at least try to neuter him first? – but you shudder at the thought of Leon attacking some poor vet tech as savagely as he did that gunman. You were still upset at him, but you thought he still had potential, so you decided to take him to your house. You reason that Leon needs some time with you alone so he'd get his fill of your presence and maybe he'll start to act right. You set up a little dog bed for him on the ground, but he pouts and tearfully exclaims, 
"I don't want to sleep on the ground! Too cold, not near you!"
You figure that he was just nervous, and the way his ears dropped tugged at your heartstrings, so you let him sleep with you for a few days to make him comfortable.
Big mistake.
Leon refuses to bathe and insists on rolling around in your bed. He drools all over the sheets and you think he's trying to mark the bed with other bodily fluids as well, the sheets smelling foul at the end of the day. You eventually get him in the tub, but he throws a fit and never lets go of your hands the entire time, splashing water everywhere with his tail out of excitement… or spite. To top it off he gets moodier whenever you need to wash your bedsheets due to whatever it was that Leon was doing to them. 
It can and does get worse; you wake up some nights to Leon humping your leg, whimpering and drooling as he desperately seeks his release. You, waking up from some of the deepest rests of your life (Leon, despite being a nuisance, is very warm, and that was apparently all you needed for your mild insomnia to be fixed) can only muster the energy to be mildly annoyed by this, and give him a kick to make him stop. He does, and curls up in shame afterwards, but only for a little while, before he's right back to it.
Outside of your sleeping arrangement, Leon continues to be a menace. He makes a complete mess of the house, with him being clever enough to escape the crate (but not clever enough to not brag about it to you, telling you how much of a "smart mate" he is) and you think he's been taking your unwashed laundry and storing it somewhere you can't find it. You're wearing your last pieces of clean clothes before you finally find the pile behind an unused crawl space underneath the stairs, with the clothes feeling very... crusty. You confront Leon about this, but he only tilts his head and pants, the movement drawing your attention to his disgustingly hard (and slimy? Ugh, you shouldn't look too close at it) cock twitching whenever you speak to him. 
Leon continues to act strangely, and you're worried that he might be sick. While you're scheduling another appointment to the vet, Leon suddenly hugs you from behind and nuzzles your neck. You're about to harshly reprimand him before he asks you to take him for a walk at his favorite park.
"Please! Please! I'll be good if you take me! Please!"
You feel bad for him, knowing that going to the vet is an unpleasant experience for any dogboy, and you tell him that you'll take him to the park the morning of the appointment, but only if he lets you go right now. He reluctantly obliges, and you're finally able to make the actual appointment.
"C'mon boy, what's the matter?" You tug on his leash gently to get him to move, but he lets out a growl. 
The day comes, and it starts off like any normal day –well, as normal as it can be with Leon living with you. You wake up, noting no disruptions at night, but Leon was already at his food bowl jumping around. When you go to fill it, he has a concerning gleam in his eyes that you at first think is a sign of his illness getting worse. You felt bad about everything that Leon went through lately and decided to take him on a walk immediately after he's done eating, as whatever you have to do can wait.
You put the leash on his collar (and you think you hear a faint growl but chalk it up to it being early and you being groggy) and make your way to the park. It's beautiful outside, and you opted for light-weight clothing. The park was mostly empty as it was very early in the morning, and besides Leon barking at the occasional jogger that passed by, everything was going smoothly. You’re enjoying yourself, happy to have a pleasant experience with Leon for once. You think Leon is also enjoying it, but you seem to have misjudged him – when the two of you reach the very end of the park trail, he stops moving and stands very still.
He asks, "Why don't you love me? I’m a good mate!" You freeze, never having had Leon growl at you before. You approach him cautiously and crouch down to him at his eye-level. 
"Leon, of course I love you, you're just a little bit sick okay? After we go to the vet I'll bring you lots of treats and cuddles." You gently pat his head, noting the way his ears seem to be stuck stiffly upright. You give him a kiss on his cheek before turning around and walking back towards the entrance of the park. The leash is almost jerked out of your hands as Leon moves the other way. 
"Baby, what's wrong with you today? You asked to come here!" You approach Leon hoping he would give some sort of response, but as you stand a few feet away you only see Leon staring intensely at you. The look in his eyes was worrying you, only seeing him gawk at something like this when he was about to eat.
"Leon. Come on. We can't stay here all day." You walk away from Leon, but you don't get too far. Suddenly, he sprints towards you and jumps on your back, the force pushing you on your knees.
You let out a startled yelp as Leon cages you with his arms, the leash knocked out of your hands. His weight keeps you down on the grass, and you can feel his muscles working to keep you down through your thin shirt. You order him to get off of you, but he snarls and bites down hard on your shoulder. Muffled by your shoulder skin, you feel more than hear him say, "Need to show you that you're my mate. Mine, mine, mine-"
Somewhere between the throbs of pain coming from the bite, the vibrations of his groans, and the feel of the dry grass on your hands, you feel Leon's cock sliding over your crotch.
"Stay. Mate." He rumbles out after licking the wound on your shoulder a few times. He sits up on his haunches to remove your pants and underwear, your kicks at him pitiful as your legs were effortlessly held in place. Once those were out of the way, you can feel his hot breath directly hitting your exposed cunt. You feel your face heating up from embarrassed horror as he buries his nose into it. A smothered moan leaves him, the vibrations causing you to moan as well. Leon rubs his face into your bare crotch, slick soaking his face, your moans spurring him on. After he had his fill of your scent, he aggressively laps at your cunt, his wide tongue able to cup the entirety of your vulva. He pulls his head away for a brief moment, staring at your pussy in awe.
“So good. Just as I thought…”
He stuffs his tongue deep into your opening and swirls his tongue around, the wet appendage making you shiver disgracefully from the pressure. The taste was making his cock jump and drool precum from arousal. One hand gripped your hip, leaving several scratches from his claws. The other hand was moved to your clit and rubbed harshly, and the combination from the pleasure of his tongue and the pain from his sharp nails teasing your clit causes you to orgasm shamefully fast. Any fight you have leaves you as your brain completely blanks out.
Leon laps up your fluids as you shake. After a few more licks that he savored, he moves back up to your neck. He licks a stripe from your bite wound to your nose. You grind on his crotch, which encourages him to line his painfully aroused cock at your entrance. You reach around and help guide the tip into you, and Leon slides right in. You let out a squeak as Leon immediately sets a fast and rough pace. The slaps of his thighs on your ass sounding incredibly lewd in contrast to the otherwise peacefully quiet park. Leon's cock reached deep inside of you, and the unique texture only enhanced your arousal. The tip of his tapered cock lightly tapped your cervix every time he shallowly thrusted into you, and your painfully clenching uterus causes your cunt to squeeze around Leon. The pain is too much, black spots filling your vision. Before you can pass out, you reach your second orgasm, and your spasming walls massage Leon's cock as he pistons in and out of you. The orgasm only delays your inevitable fainting spell, making you hypersensitive to every movement of Leon's body. Soon you feel something thick getting caught at your entrance with Leon's frantic thrusts. You're only faintly aware of what was about to happen, finally realizing what it was as Leon mutters about breeding you full of his pups. It's as if your head was dunked in a bucket of ice water, and you try to push Leon off of you with your trembling legs.
"L-Leon no! Don't knot me! Bad dog!" Your pleas are met with a growl and Leon pulling you back into him. What feels like a baseball stretches you open painfully, and you feel blistering hot fluid deep in your nether regions, each load making your pussy throb. Leon settles down and gives small, happy licks on your face, removing your tears. He maneuvers you and himself into a more comfortable position, and between his groans you can almost make out his praises for you for taking his knot so well.
You and Leon lay there on the park grounds in this compromising position, and had the knot not been pressing and pulsing directly on your g-spot you perhaps would've cared more about being naked from the waist-down with a dog stuck inside of you for who-knows-how long, and the amount of blood you are losing from the cuts (now more like lacerations) would likely need a medical professional to stitch then up. You suddenly feel exhausted, and Leon's warmth surrounding you inside and out allows you to finally pass out on the grass. You’re still asleep by the time Leon pops his knot out and admires your gaping cunt, before dragging you into the forest that is bordering the park's edge.
Guess you won't be making that vet appointment today.
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pastelbunnelby · 1 year
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All My Strength (Leon Kennedy X Reader)
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Summary ~ Leon has a nightmare in the middle of the night.
Disclaimer ~ I do not own Resident Evil or any of its characters.
Word Count ~ 1.3k
Warnings ~ Mention of death, panic attack, nightmare, angst, fluff, Leon being bad at talking about his feelings, no use of Y/n
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The force with which Leon was forced back to consciousness was almost more jarring to him than the dream he had woken up from. He opened his eyes and blinked rapidly as he stared up at the ceiling, the dark room around him causing panic to rise in his throat as he sat up and frantically looked around the room.
The racing of his heart barely slowed when he saw you curled up under the blanket beside him—the visual evidence that you were alright and nothing had happened to you doing little to calm his shot nerves.
Leon reached over toward you with the intention of waking you up—he needed to hear your voice to know that you were truly alright and not just some sick figment of his imagination—but when he saw he saw just how shaky his hand was as he pulled it back and cursed quietly.
His mind was racing as he squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his hands into tight fists, his already frantic breathing picking up the pace even more as he tried to push down the screams and the death that had been playing in his mind just moments ago.
It wasn’t unusual for him to wake up in a state of absolute panic, all of his years of being thrown head-first into literal nightmares seemed to always come back to him in the middle of the night. Leon had given up on ever getting a peaceful night's sleep the moment he stumbled across his first BOW in Raccoon City.
Instead of waking you up, Leon chose to do the thing you had made him promise not to do; deal with it himself.
Leon pushed the thin blankets off and stumbled out of bed, the breeze from the fan hitting his sweat-drenched body and sending a chill down his spine as he walked out of the dark bedroom. As he walked, he brought one of his shaky hands up and pressed it to his chest where the all too familiar ache of fear had been steadily growing since the moment he woke up.
A near-debilitating fear that one day the dreams that haunted him every time he closed his eyes would one day come true.
While rubbing his hand over his chest so hard that it almost hurt, Leon stumbled into the bathroom—his hand clamping down on the doorframe to steady himself as he pushed the door open.
As soon as he was in the small bathroom, Leon braced his hands on either side of the cool sink and heaved in heavy breaths to try and relieve the tight feeling in his chest. He knew that if he were to tilt his chin up and look at his reflection in the mirror mounted on the wall in front of him, he would see his bloodshot tired eyes and pale face.
Without standing up straight, Leon turned on the water and began splashing it onto his face in a more than haphazard manner, the cool water helps to ground him back to reality and pull him out of his dazed state.
“Leon?”
The sound of your soft voice coming from the hallway nearly made Leon jump out of his skin, his entire body tensing up as he snapped his head toward the still-open door and stared at you. You were rubbing one of your eyes and staring into the dark bathroom at Leon with your tired eyes filled with concern.
“You alright?” You wrapped your arms around yourself and stepped forward toward him, your eyes bouncing across his disheveled form to get the answer to your question.
Leon was far from fine.
He shook his head and pressed his hand to his chest, “I didn’t mean to wake you up.” He leaned back against the sink and stared down at the floor while inhaling slowly.
You stepped into the bathroom and reached out to grab hold of Leon’s wrist. The second your hand connected with his, Leon rushed forward and wrapped his arms around you before burying his face in your neck.
“Hey hey hey, talk to me Lee.” You wasted no time moving your arms around his back to hold onto him tightly, “I can’t help if you don’t talk to me.” You cooed in his ear as you smoothed your hand along his back, the feeling of his tense muscles under your palm making your face twist with worry.
Leon sucked in a sharp breath before he spoke, “That same dream.” He choked out while tightening his hold on you, his fear of losing you manifesting itself in the way he desperately held onto you.
For months, Leon had been having the same dream over and over nearly every night when he slept. Each night it always played out the exact same way; He was back in Raccoon City only this time, you were there, and no matter how hard Leon tried or how hard he fought, he was never fast enough to save you. He was never strong enough.
“Why didn’t you wake me up?” You questioned while sliding a hand up his back and brushing it through his messy hair.
Leon stilled, his breathing coming to a halt as he held his breath, “I don’t know…” His voice cracked as he spoke.
Your heart broke for Leon because you knew no matter how many times you assured him that you were there for him and would always listen and help him work through these things, he would always try to do it on his own.
Leon was putty in your hands as you pulled away from him and led him back into the bedroom, his hand gripped tightly in yours as you ran your thumb along the side of his wrist. The mattress dipped as you gently guided Leon to sit down on the edge, only pulling your hand from his grip when you stepped away to turn on the lamp on the nightstand.
As you turned back to Leon you were now able to see how exhausted he was, the dark circles under his eyes looked as though they had been painted on as he avoided your gaze.
“I know you don’t like talking about things, but I promise you I am here for you sweetheart.” You furrowed your brows as you stepped back over in front of Leon and stood between his legs, “It breaks my heart seeing you like his.” You began raking your fingers through his hair as he leaned his forehead against your chest—a motion that had always worked to help calm him down.
Leon moved his hands to rest on your hips, “I’m sorry.” He knew you heard the quiver in his voice as he spoke, “I’m sorry I’m so bad at this.”
“No, don’t apologize it’s not your fault.” You leaned forward and pressed your lips to the top of his head, “Just please stop trying to handle it all on your own, I’m here so let me in.” You grabbed either side of his face and forced him to look up at you.
Seeing the tears at the corners of your eyes made Leon freeze, the look on your face resembling the one you had in his dream when you realized he wasn’t going to make it to you in time.
“I’m never strong enough to save you.” He pulled one of his hands off of your hip and placed it over the one on his cheek, “Every night I have to watch myself fail to save you, and then I wake up and you’re sound asleep beside me. I feel like I’m losing my mind.”
You wiped your eyes with the palm of your hand and pulled your lips between your teeth, “You’ve been through too much in your life Leon, and you are so strong to even still be sane.” You pressed your forehead against his, “You don’t have to be strong alone though.”
He nodded slowly and squeezed his eyes shut while breathing your name, “I love you so much.”
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Summary: While away on a business trip, your hybrid boyfriend decides to surprise you upon your return home. Pairing: Hybrid!Leon x Fem!Reader Tags: NSFW, MDNI, Smut, use of sex toys, pussy eating, hybrid smut
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A/N: I dedicate this one shot to Kenny @dollfacefantasy. She's the best, you should check out her writing, without her inspiration this one shot wouldn't have been possible. Love you Kenken!!
Honorable mentions to @explorevenus, @kaitkatme, and @gigabyte-flare for supporting my work and being awesome too! Also @ghostkennedy and @tosuckmyweenis <3
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For the longest time a hybrid hadn’t been something you considered getting, but recently having to relocate for work, you found yourself often feeling lonely hauled up in your apartment each night. Toying with the idea of a traditional pet, it just didn’t seem like the exact type of companionship you were looking for –  you needed something more. The concept of a hybrid was just so strange to you though, they were sentient, capable of nearly all things people were, but spliced with animals to aid in things like companionship and work. 
There’d been a lot of back and forth in the media between whether or not hybrids were ethical to begin with in addition to if adopting them was even morally correct as well. It was something you hadn’t put much thought into until you stumbled into the local shelter one day, peering around. 
The best way to describe it was like a jail– if each cell was its own little apartment. The cement walls and flooring, along with the barred doors were very reminiscent of a traditional shelter, but inside each room were individual hybrids with their own little decorated room. As you walked by, most ran up to you, tails wagging, excitement written on their face as they shouted greetings at you. 
Puppy hybrids with their tails wagging like helicopters, cats with their ears twitching eyes narrowing as you passed them – even bunnies bouncing up and down at the prospect of an owner. As adorable as it was, none of them really caught your eye, at least not enough to commit to taking home. 
Close to the end of the fluorescently lit hallway, you found what you almost thought was an empty kennel until your eye caught the glimpse of someone sitting in the corner. He was unlike anything you’d ever seen before, sky blue eyes, a face framed by fluffy blonde hair. The bomber jacket he wore suited him so well. “Leon, huh?” You asked, after peering over at the informational plaque on the wall. 
The sound of your voice caught his attention as he shot you a weak smile in return. “Uh yeah, that’s me alright.” “I like that name.” Glancing back over to the plaque you could see that he previously worked for the government, was well behaved, and was good at adapting. “Leon, how would you feel about coming home with me?” His cool demeanor didn’t change, but you could see the shocked written on his face, there only for a second before his iced it back over with his neutral expression. “Are you for real?” “Of course I am, why wouldn’t I be?”
Hesitantly, he made his way over to the bars that separated you two, tilting his head to the side he looked you up and down processing for a moment. Finally a smirk came over his plush lips. “If you’re sure, I’d be happy to keep you company.” 
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That was three years ago. 
Since then Leon had become more than a close companion to you. His corny jokes and dry sense of humor lived rent free in your head any moment you were away from home. Loneliness was a thing of the past when you could curl up with him on the couch and fall asleep to the ambient sound of the tv playing in the background.  Leon had opened himself up to you as well, explaining that unlike most hybrids he wasn’t born this way. Several years back he had to escape from a place called Raccoon City after a massive bio disaster occurred – you’d never even heard of that place before, but the seriousness in his voice had silenced any questions or lingering doubt. After said incident, was when he was forced into a government program, trained to be a federal agent. Once his contract was over with, he could no longer return to a regular human-lived life, the shelter was the only other option.  His story made your heart ache, but you settled on being content with the idea of finally being able to provide him with a happy home filled with love and relaxation.
At some point, not that you could remember when exactly, your relationship had changed. There was an unspoken tension that neither of you dared act on, until it built and built into a volcanic level eruption between you. One bad day at work was all it took for him to have you bent over the couch, rutting into your wet folds with abandon as you cried his name out, desperately clawing at the furniture beneath you. Suffice it to say, Leon became your companion in more ways than one. 
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The moment the front door swung open you nearly tackled him to the ground in a hug. “God I’ve missed you, Lee.” “Missed you too baby.” He said with a chuckle, wrapping you into a tight hug. It’d only been a week, but that business trip had lasted far too long in your opinion. The only saving grace was you managed to get back to town just in time for your official one year anniversary of dating.
Finally letting go of him, you stood back and gasped once you really got a good look at him. “Lee where’s your–?” He cut off your question with a deep kiss, pulling away before pressing another to your cheek. “Shhh baby, no questions yet. Not when I have a present for you.” 
You wanted to protest but the excitement in his eyes prevented you from doing anything but following him down the hall, now laced with pink and red flower petals, to the bedroom. Excitement flurried around your stomach as you barely contained your giddiness. 
The bedroom was dimly lit and the scents of lavender and vanilla wafted into your nose, the bedding had been swapped out for a satiny red set. In the dead center was a heart shaped box, a huge bow on the top. 
Leon stepped out of the way so you could move forward. “Go on, open it.” 
Hesitantly you pulled one end of the ribbon undoing the bow, carefully pulling the lid off. By now you could feel Leon’s hot breath on your neck as his hands came up around you, cupping your breasts through your shirt. “Faster baby, I wanna see you get to the good part.”
“Ok, ok!” You exclaimed shuddering under his touch, wetness already forming a spot in your panties. Parting the tissue paper inside the box, there it was an ivory colored dildo. Confusion hit you first as you gently picked it up. It looked exactly like Leon’s, from the thick shaft even down to the shape of the balls, decorative swirls and designs were carved into it, giving it a ribbed texture. The material wasn’t something you recognized initially, as the outward coating made it feel like glass, until it hit you. “Leon… is this?” “Sure is.” He replied nuzzling into your neck again, sucking a bruise into the skin. The feeling of his whiskers always sent delightful tingles down your spine. “Didn’t want you to have to miss me while you’re away anymore.” 
“But your tusks?” “They grow back.” He said nonchalantly, turning you to face him. “What do you think? I carved it myself.” “Lee, it’s beautiful…god I can’t wait to try it out.” “Why wait?” A devious smirk came to his lips as he pushed you back onto the bed. “Wanna see you enjoy your present.” Leaning on top of you he brought his lips to yours one more time before sitting up to yank your bottoms down, pulling your panties along with them. 
He wasted no time in yanking you towards him, legs tossed over his shoulders as he dove into you like it was the first meal he’s had since you’d been away – lapping a line through your soaked folds. The thick whiskers tickled at your thighs, making you squirm against his flattened tongue, the mix of pleasure and tingles making you whine. “There we go baby, so wet and ready.”  He pressed a teasing kiss to your clit before pulling back just enough to reach over and grab the tusky dildo from you clenched hand. He held it against your folds, running it up and down, swirling the tip over your clit making you jolt as firecrackers of pleasure sparked from your core to your fingertips. 
He slid it into your hole slowly, careful to not hurt you and to allow you to feel each ribbed indentation before it was bottomed out to the base. “That’s it baby, that’s my good girl.” He cooed, pumping it in and out of your hot little pussy setting a rhythmic pace. He marveled at the way your back arched and head tossed back before he returned to lapping his tongue over your clit, in tandem with the movement of the present in his hand.  The overwhelming sense of pleasure coupled with your neediness for him made you grasp at his blonde locks to ground yourself. Toes curling with the oncoming orgasm that was so close, you choked out a cry, tight walls clenching around the porcelain coated tusk buried in you. It was a sensation like no other, and soon the pressure that built up exploded – white splotches filled your vision and your legs shook as pleasure consumed you in waves. Little aftershocks tickled along your skin, nerves a livewire.
He left the toy inside of you as he began to kiss his way up, first your thighs then your hip, before planning a kiss to your tummy. This time the feeling of his whiskers pulling a giggle out of you between panted attempts at returning your breathing to normal. Stopping for a moment only at your chest, he gripped your shirt that he’d pushed up before lapping at one pebbled nipple, sucking it gently into his mouth.
He pulled off with a pop capturing your lips once more in a tender kiss. “Happy anniversary baby.”  “Happy anniversary.” You replied, bringing your thumb up to rub over the spot where his tusks had been shaved down. The skin surrounding the ivory mounds was soft, leaving only the flattened discs of where his tusks used to be. Leaning up you gave him a kiss on his flattened nose. “My handsome little Walrus.”
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