#damnation Leon still scares me LMAOO

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Damnation Leon does something to me. Like? I want this man to be below me while I’ll ride him to multiple orgasms. Something about this guy crying from overstimulation then babbling about how he loves me makes my brain go BRRRR

Even though Damnation Leon is a version of him that I personally don’t vibe with (he scares the shit out of me sometimes okay!), I get it. It’s probably because he’s so pathetic and depressed and just completely messed up that it makes you go “yup, I want that one!”.

He just gives oily puppy dog vibes I mean, the scruff, he probably smells like vodka and gunpowder, and his bootcut wranglers really accentuates his thick thighs. I get it, sometimes I just wanna pull him to the side and force him into bed cause that’s what I think Ada would do in a heartbeat. Leon and Ada also technically slept together after Damnation (I forgot exactly when but I’m pretty sure they did), so giving this man any type of human affection will probably make him combust.

I see the appeal anon! Riding him until he cries, or pumping him so vigorously you’re practically milking him for what he’s worth. Leon will just let you take it, every orgasm you give him more intense than the last, and the release is so much better than anything he’s ever felt in his life. He feels like he’s high, the strength of your touch does more for him than the alcohol he carries in his flask.

He’s just so tired of not being wanted, not being cared for, and here you are giving him everything on a silver platter. You’re a god amongst men, bestowing him a bite of forbidden fruit he never thought he’d be able to taste. He whispers praises and *thank you’s* under his breath, saying your name in unintelligible mumbles mixed in with everything else that comes to his mind. He’s so far gone that his brain doesn’t have a filter, he can’t bring himself to care when you’re making him feel so alive.

“I love you…fuck…I love you”, Leon’s eyes remained unfocused and lined with tears, hands loosely holding on to your hips as you bounced on top of him like you’re depending on it. He’s not entirely sure if he means it, but he doesn’t give a shit.

You didn’t care how long it took, you were going to ruin Leon and mend the pieces of his broken persona. He thinks this is how he’d want to go, to die underneath your touch and overwhelmed by so much ecstasy his heart gives out. It’s the closest thing to heaven he’ll experience, so he’ll take as much as he can before he needs to wake up into the hellscape that was his reality again.