Everyday I wake up and scream because I cannot give that man the most sloppiest gag worthy toe curling blow job that he deserves and my tummy hurts bc it will never feel him rearranging my guts.
Leon has ruined my brain
no because SAME like looking at his miserabe little face like he needs his dick sucked and it'll never be by me and it's not fair >:(
Anyway I was just gonna write like a short little imaaine thing for this but it took over my nervous system and started writing itself :)
Somehow this has ended up at nearly 1100 words and it has not been proofread enjoy
Leon ruined your brain but this ask ruined mine
Leon Kennedy/reader (kind of fem, like it's not specified but it just feels that way idk
Contains: idk rough sloppy blowjob? use of whore, hair pulling, mentions of gagging but there's no vomit, nose cum???
Word count: 1k+
minors DNI, obviously
He comes home from a mission, and just looks so sad. So you take his hand, quietly lead him over to the sofa, and gently push him to sit down. After pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head, you drop to your knees between his legs.
His hands tremble as he unbuckles his belt. With a smile, you take over to unbutton his pants. You place a smattering of kisses above the waistband of his boxers as you hook your fingers in them to pull them down.
His cock is still soft when you reach it, but it twitches with every kiss you press along it. Your hands rest one on either thigh as you tenderly kiss and lick his length. When he's fully hard, when his breathing is heavy and his hand twitches with the need to be buried in your hair, you take the tip in your mouth and suck.
He sighs, and you watch through your lashes as he lets his head drop against the back of the sofa. You smile and hum, moving your head down just a little before pulling back. His head shoots back up so he can glare at you but you just cheekily grin back at him with the tip of his cock resting on your stuck out tongue. Leon was always so nice to you; you had to tease him so he would let go.
He puts a hand gently on the back of your head. A warning. Telling you that if you didn't do it, he would. You defiantly wrap your lips around his tip again, and hold still, playfully looking him in the eyes, daring him to do it.
Finally, grabbing your hair in his first, he pushes your head down on him. You can't help the little moan that escape through your nose when he hits the back of your throat. In one last act of stubborn defiance, you try to pull your head back. You barely move an inch before Leon's strong hand shoves you back down. Your throat muscles twitch as his cock is forced down.
Your fingers dig in his thighs as you take all of him, and for a moment, he simply holds your head there and watches you. Your eyes scrunched up, mouth stretched so wide for him. Your nostrils flare as you desperately try to breathe and tears start stinging your eyes. Then, with a firm grasp on your hair, he tugs, pulling you all the way off him.
After a second of coughing and catching your breath, you open your eyes. He's blurry through your tears but you know he's giving you that same stern, eyebrows furrowed, mouth downturned look he always gives you when you tease him too much, and fuck does it make you squirm.
"Think you can behave?" He sneers, and you nod, face flushed. He hums, letting go of your hair to hold your face by your chin. As he leant forward, he pulled you towards him as well. Nose to nose, he smiled at maliciously.
"Now, you're gonna choke on my dick like a good little whore."
Then he let you go, leaning back and stretching his arms out along the top of the sofa. Your hands fell from his thighs as he died his legs further apart, waiting for you.
You lick your lips before wrapping then around him again. No more teasing. You hum, bobbing your head up and down and hollowing your cheeks. But Leon got impatiently quickly. He grabbed your hair again, holding you stay but not quite pushing.
"I said. Choke." he reminds, and you whine around his cock. You push yourself down further, ignoring the way your throat clenches to try and stop you. Trying to keep up with the pace you'd already set, you start bobbing again. Leon groans, the hand in you hair tightening and he started lifting his hips to meet you.
Your hands on your lap grab at the fabric of your pants as you try to desperately ignore the burning in your throat. Tears stream down your face and you're drooling around him, spit dripping onto your knees. You try to look at him, to see his reaction to you, but you can't see anything past the water in your eyes.
Eventually, you need to pull back. You put one hand on his, the one in your hair, and tap him. He immediately removes his hand for you. As soon as your throat is clear, you gag and cough and gasp for air. Briefly, you lie your head on his thigh.
"You okay?" He asks, hand returning to it's place on your head but this time he's striking your hair gently. You sniff, look up at him, and nod your head.
Sitting back up straight, you kiss the head of his prick with your now puffy lips. You get right back into your rhythm. Leon's thrusting starts stuttering.
"Fuck, the noises you're making..." He's breathless as he talks, little pants and moans spurring your motions on. Your face and legs are soaked, and your throat is screaming at you to stop, but he's so close.
His fist in your hair is shaking as he guides you. With one last push, Leon holds your head all the way down. His hips raise up as he finally releases. Cum shoots straight down your throat and you begin spluttering around him. You reach behind to hold his arm. As his moans fade into pants, he lets you go.
You quickly pull back. His cum spurts out your mouth as you cough and heave. You collapse against him, breathing uneven. Leon recovers before you do.
Sitting forward, he gently holds your face in his hands, thumbs brushing the tears on your cheeks. He lets out a little laugh when he looks at you, smiling far too endearingly to be the same man that just destroyed your jaw with his cock.
"What's so funny?" You ask with a pout.
"It came out your nose." He wiped the cum from under nose and pushed his thumb into your mouth. You squeaked and recoiled as he laughed.
"Well I'm glad you're feeling better," you say with a playful glare.
"You just slobbered all over my dick but this is where you draw the line?" He teases you.
"Yes, Leon," you state, climbing into his lap and reaching over to the side table for some tissues. "I draw the line at nose cum." As you clean yourself up, you laughs heartily, nuzzling his face into your tear-wet neck.
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