#f/o: leon kennedy

[sincerely-bats]

[comatosebunny09]

He peels back the layers like an onion, gentle as he spreads you open. A romantic at heart, though you’ve never pegged him for one.

Because he’s your first, he treats this like the holiest trial. Dedicates a day to discovering all those little erogenous zones littered across your body. Worships and praises every bit of skin you allow him access to. Gentle, honey slow, exalting.

He coaches you through each flutter of an orgasm, talking you down as he holds your legs wide open so you can’t hide the pretty mess between your thighs. You don’t know you have a thing for praise until he croons fond and obscene things into your ear as he lowers you onto the floor, slowly undoing his belt and divesting himself of his clothes, all the while gazing down at you like you are the most delectable little thing.

[venusonthemo0n]

ᥫ᭡ . # ۫ , ⸺ RESIDENT EVIL !

leon kennedy

ada wong

jill valentine

carlos oliveira

luis sera

ashley graham

jack krauser

ethan winters

all resident evil content

[electricvinyls]

GUESS WHO'S BACK !!!! I've called him and I drunkeagle 🍺 🦅

[robosalazar]

hhhhhH leon please ..LEON pleaseeeee drink my blood please ..

[toki-meki-juno]

On my hands and knees I can’t update my carrd anymore

[antidesire]

7:18 picture cr. mcscrpn

disclaimer.. f!reader x leon s. kennedy. 18+ only! p w/o plot, p in v, roughness, desperate, very messy, needy reader, leon calls reader baby, puppy, implied size difference, creampie, don't be like them, use protection and practice safe sex. just filthy and indulgent because i want him so bad.

reblogs and feedback are appreciated. requests are open

your hips were rutting down eagerly against leon, like it was your only function— mind so hazy, you could no longer feel the lingering ache in your thighs that urged you to slow down. body glistening in sweat, synced breathing that had the windows of your shared apartment foggy, you had never felt so close to someone before, so connected, and yet you had never yearned for more, more, more.

your arms were under his arms, reaching around to cling onto his back, clawing for a desperate grip on his bulging shoulders, "l-leon.." you squeaked out, blinking until your blurred vision settled on your boyfriend underneath you, with his arms perched up and behind his head, as if his balls weren't pressed up against the plush of your ass and his cock wasn't grazing your cervix whilst your hips squirmed and circled on top of him.

the burning heat was pulsing in your cheeks, out of embarrassment at his lax posture underneath you, yet here you were fucking yourself on his dick like your life depended on it, gotten too excited way too quickly that you pounced on him as soon as he had gotten through the door, it was humiliating.

"why'd you stop?" his head tilted to the side, one of his hands falling from behind his head, taking place at your waist, squeezing and pinching at the skin, god, he looked as though he was sculpted by the gods, beauty marks littered his skin amongst an array of scars. his lips were parted, wet from the sloppy kisses the two of you shared.

leon laughed when he got no response, noticing how dazed you were, only coming to when you felt his hands maneuver your hips, raising them upwards, earning a very disgruntled plea when you didn't feel his cock stuffed inside you anymore, "no, no, i'll keep going." you were almost crying.

"shh, i got you baby, i'm right here." he cooed, ever so gently which contradicted his next movements, leon's lap raised from the couch you were both on, stabilizing his feet before driving his hips up, pushing himself inside your sopping cunt, your body lurching forward, reeling against him.

you couldn't find the strength to push yourself into a more stable position, your eyes were squeezed shut and your whole body was trembling as you were pushed against him, your face smushed into his neck, the smell of him not doing any favors to ground you.

"that's it, let me take care of you puppy." he hummed and you could feel the vibration of his words against your ear, "i know what you want."

he was being excruciatingly slow, cruel- you would say. with both his hands now stable on your waist, your back arching wonderfully so he could make use of you however you wanted, take any angle, and initiate any pace as he so pleased, yet he decided to push up into you leisurely, so you could feel every single inch of him, protruding veins on the underside of his dick deliciously sweeping past all the right nerves inside you, pushing up, up, up until you felt him bottom out, tensing his body when he felt your pussy pulse and squeeze around him, it was pure bliss.

he let out shallow breaths before easing up, "you still with me, sweetheart?" you could tell he had a smug smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he spoke. you lifted your head, being met with his palm cupping your cheek, before pushing around to the back of your head and impelling you forward until the two of your lips pressed against each others.

the kiss was haphazard, tongues dashing out to tangle and sweep against one another, salvia pushing past your lips. a gasp left your lips, head bumping against his when you felt him resume his actions, this time with much more want.

"oh, fuck yeah." he sighed, his other arm snuggly wrapping around your waist, suffocatingly but it felt so good, especially when he started pushing up inside you with much more momentum.

"m-mh!" you mewled out, "yes, like that!"

leon bit his lip between his teeth in concentration as he began a relentless pace, his legs underneath you were flexing as he pumped in and out of your puffy cunt, the sound of skin slapping and the creaking of the couch bouncing off of the walls.

"shit, pussy feels so good," his breathy praise against your ear made your stomach churn and swell in delight.

"you're so, so deep!" you whined out, nails digging into the muscles of his arms.

"u-ughh, m'gonna fuck you stupid, that what you want, hmm?" his tone was condescending, hips quickening to jackhammer up into you, if his arm wasn't gripped securely around your waist you felt like you would've melted into a puddle.

"please, keep going leon." you muffled against his neck, your arms squeezing around him, broken moms continuously falling from your lips.

his pace got erratic, fucking your leaking arousal mixed with his around his cock back into you, “so messy, can you hear it?” he cooed.

you were so sensitive how couldn’t you? you could hear every little squelch and gush and you could feel every rub of the head of his cock inside you, every time he twitched when your cunt incessantly pulsed around him.

his hips didn’t stutter even for a moment, still relentlessly fucking up into you, “i love this pussy, angel, could fuck you all day and night.” he wasn’t lying either, your boyfriend's stamina was no joke.

“poor thing, you’re already spent hmm? close aren’t you baby?” he cooed, stuffing up into your cunt, sticky arousal seeping out to puddle between your thighs, “oh, right there?”

your voice was strained as you wailed out in pleasure, hands flying out until you gripping his other hand, he was thrusting up into a spot that had you seeing stars, feeling euphoric as your stomach flipped and tensed, threatening to snap any moment, “o-oh my god, don’t- don’t stop!” you desperately plead, head pushed against him, drooling down the expanse of his chest.

“good girl, that’s it.” he hummed, “so fucking good.” leon moaned out, he felt pure ecstasy with the way you were pulsing and clamping down on him but he was determined to watch you let it all go first, his hand around your waist loosening to snake around to your front instead, quick and nimble, long fingers rubbing up your thigh until his thumb came in contact with your clit, pushing and swirling the sensitive numb as he fucked up into you, whispering praises in between grunts of pleasure, "i know baby, it's so good hmm?"

“fuck! leon, leon, leon!” you chanted out relentlessly, body trembling as you began climaxing, bouncing on his lap messily as your hand took a harsh grip at the back of his neck, locks of his hair tugging between your fingers.

the feeling was continuous, as though it wouldn’t calm down, nerves on fire, and waves of complete elation were spreading throughout every inch of your body, leon ceased toying with your clit to place both his hands at your hips, eager to chase the same release, his hair stuck to his sweaty forehead and quick breathes pushed passes his lips.

“take it, ah!” he hissed out, fingers squeezing into your skin hard enough to bruise whilst he shallowly pumped up into you, eager to empty his balls deep inside your cunt, till he was seeping out of you.

“fuck!” he yelled, head thrown back, muscles in his neck clenched as he raised his hips up, plush against the back of your thighs, spilling burning hot ropes and ropes of cum inside you.

the two of you lay there, bodies sticky with your releases and sweat, heavy breathing as you both calmed down, your head on his chest rising and falling with every heave of a breath he took.

looking up, you met his gaze, a breathless chuckle releasing from his lips, “you’re so cute.” he hummed, thumb wiping away some drool from your lips, swatting away his hand out of embarrassment.

“owch.” you huffed when you raised your hips, feeling your heart thumping out of your chest and the way every muscle screamed for you to relax, “i’m not riding you ever again.” you huffed, a lie.

leon laughed at that, “whatever you say.” you groaned in protest when you felt him squeeze your waist, falling back into his lap, “let me go, you monster!” you gasped, laughter filling up the room when he pressed sweet kisses to your neck and your shoulder, a ticklish feeling.

“this monster stinks and thinks you do too, c’mon, i’m running us a bath.” he announced, lifting you up before you could say another word, feet trialing to the bathroom.

you would’ve told him you had your own legs for a reason, but the last thing you were going to do was complain about being pampered and doted on by the love of your life.

“use the strawberry and peaches soap or i’m kicking you out of the tub.” you pointed to the bottle when he set you on the edge of the tub.

“so mean.” he clutched his chest, pretending to feel a pang of pain but alas, doing as he was told, setting the soap on the edge as he ran the hot water, you leaned yourself over to press a kiss to his cheek, his nose scrunching at the gesture.

“love ya.” you grinned.

[killuintense]

olá!, gostaria de fazer um pedido, onde leon e o leitor estão em um momento íntimo +18 e o leitor acaba esguichando nele 👉👈(se puder, pois o leitor é mais novo que o leon) ♡🧸

❝ delicious ❞

leon kennedy x fem!reader.

summary: Leon didn't let you forget how skilled he was with his fingers.

content: 1.4k words smut, p in v, unprotected sex, age gap, fem squirt, degradation kink, worship, also sweet Leon, little fluff, needy dom Leon.

note: it is the first time that i write about squirts and i found it very fun and interesting to do it! i hope i have described it as accurately as possible, it really is a difficult feeling to explain, haha. anyway, i hope you liked it, sweetheart, thanks for trusting me ♡

It was supposed to be a quiet and cozy evening, you spoiling Leon and relaxing with him in bed while you watched movies and pampered each other. That's what you thought it would be but now you were writhing on the bed with tears in your eyes threatening to come out as Leon rubbed your swollen clit over and over again with his fingers wet with your fluids, while his cock moved lazily inside you, as if he wanted to stimulate you little by little but with the struggle of not wanting to come inside you. He had cum in you seconds before and you joined him, leaving his back completely red from the scratches. And you didn't know if it was because of the distance that had passed during those weeks where he had had to attend to work matters, but he refused to come out of you claiming that he needed to feel you until he got tired.

And he was getting what he wanted, getting rock hard inside you again as the seconds ticked by. Wasn't he content to give you an orgasm so strong it left you in a feverish state, almost fainting? Apparently not, and now the wet sounds were a little more intense, needing to move a little deeper but not ramming you with the force of a few minutes before. "Leon, f-for God's sake stop" your voice sounded broken and shaky, and your eyes were wet and watery, whimpering as best you could when he brought one of his large hands to your sensitive neck, squeezing firmly but not quite suffocating you.

"Sh..." he hissed, licking his lips as his fingers made increasingly frantic movements on your swollen core. He was too self-absorbed watching you squirm and squeezing it so hard that he felt privileged to have your walls smothering his cock with such vigor. He loved how, in desperation of not knowing what to do with so much pleasure, you brought your hands to your tits and squeezed them, mistreating your hard, red nipples from so much groping. "Why are you asking me to stop, fuck" he gave a loud lunge, almost growling, opening you wider "You're moaning like a fucking bitch in heat and you want me to stop, damn it, you punish me" the growl turned to a laugh when he felt you shaking harder than usual.

And is that... you could feel the tip of his cock hit you in that very specific spot with such precision, feeling your juices mixing with his cum still inside you. Fuck, you felt it still hot, dripping and leaking out of you every time he gently pulled out and pushed back in. Leon took his hand off your neck to grab one of your thighs and place it on his shoulder, pulling out completely and back in again; almost feeling addicted to watching his cum dripping out of your pussy and helping the thick sound become more constant.

"Leon!" you sobbed, begging him for mercy "Fuck, stop!" you curved your back throwing your head back, soon you felt your gaze cloud over. It was... different. Different in so many ways that you were scared, almost as if you wanted to stop everything and go to the bathroom to see what the fuck was going on, because that wasn't an orgasm like any other. And, while Leon had made you cum in so many ways you lost count, the tingling sensation and total tightness in your belly was different, as if something more was coming out than just that clear liquid you denoted every time you cum around Leon. Each time Leon came and came harder and harder, more liquid came out of you. "Love, this is different..." your cheeks were hot like never before and totally stained by your tears "It feels weird, please..." your dry mouth and chest rising and falling from your irregular breathing.

"Let it go, princess" he kissed your thigh, biting it gently and sucking without any kindness "Trust me, it will feel good..." he gasped, his pelvis moving harder, moving out and in, his fingers now defiling not only your clitoris but your pussy completely, running his fingers along your lower lips, going up and down. However, that last movement spelled your doom, as he pulled out of you and without much effort, slipped back in, causing a weeping, dripping head to impact your sweet spot.

Your legs trembled, your voice went away for a few seconds and you let yourself go without thinking that you would completely wet the sheets with that deep orgasm that felt like a beating in your whole organism. Everything was spinning around you, making it hard for you to regain consciousness and yet, despite everything, you did not stop feeling that sensation of fullness that having Leon inside you gave you... you'd be lying if you said you hadn't fantasized about having him inside you forever, and at times like that you could almost be sure you recognized every protruding vein on his fucking cock.

It took you a few minutes to come back to yourself, and when you did you lifted your body, propping yourself up as best you could on your elbows, seeing the large wet spot on the sheets. Leon's thighs were wet and so were yours. What the fuck had happened and how did you manage to come so far with your orgasm...?

"Feeling better?" the sweet voice of Leon woke you from your little dream, making you look at him pitifully, stammering apologies not knowing what else to say. You had soaked him completely "I had to stop because I was going to cum so much that it was going to be twice as hard for you to clean yourself afterwards" he confessed, kissing your thigh still on his shoulder as he caressed it. You hadn't realized how scarred he had left it with his wet bites and hickeys, you couldn't even feel your legs in fact. "Don't apologize, love. I'm flattered to have provoked your first squirt in fact" he mentioned with that arrogant but deep tone, typical of him. You hadn't even understood what he meant, because your head was still spinning. You almost felt sorry when it came out, still hard as if all that hadn't been enough. You thought the weirdness of the situation would make the excitement disappear from his body immediately, but he seemed just as hard as before, if not harder.

"Damn..." you threw yourself back on the bed, closing your eyes "I'm all yours, Leon, please do whatever you want. You deserve it" you laughed, still feeling your mouth dry and your cheeks dripping. He seemed to laugh, almost like an excited child about to use his favorite toy.

"You have no idea how hot your pussy makes me, you are delicious. If I wasn't so tired I swear I'd eat you out" a mischievous chuckle broke out, and you chuckled to yourself. You would never have thought that this man ten years older than you would have so much energy in bed, much more than you -just entering the young-adult world- would have. But when it came to your body he seemed to go completely out of control, almost animalistic.

Soon he gathered your wet thighs together and wedged his member between them, beginning to masturbate between them, smothering his red, weeping cock with precum as the wetness of your cum helped him slide better between them "Fuck, fuck, fuck" he moaned, and the thought of him getting so aroused using you as his plaything, you totally pounded by the orgasm, produced your body to heat up again. You had no rest "Always wanting me to use you, to fuck you so hard, don't you?" he gave two more thrusts and strips and strips of dripping, hot cum trickled down to your belly and, most of all, completely stained your thighs. Leon melted into his orgasm and allowed himself to fall on top of you, blessing you with his 70 pounds of muscle and heat crushing you sweetly.

"I'm all dirty and yet you want to kiss me" he laughed along with you when he heard that, kissing your neck as soon as he could and moving with soft caresses from his mouth to your lips, sucking them with devotion.

"This is the part I like the most" he declared, watching you raise an eyebrow; he had literally ground you up and fucked the shit out of you with the previous fuck like an animal and that was his favorite moment. Crazy fucker. But... that was what you liked most about him, after all "Let me know when you're better, love, and I'll run you a warm bath" he left a soft kiss on your cheek and sunk his face into the beginning of your breasts, making you laugh.

Truly Leon Kennedy was a basket case when it came to having you all to himself.

[yam-writes]

don't you stop

pairing: leon kennedy x fem!reader (afab)

summary: leon kennedy is a munch

word count: 1.5k

warnings: 18+, smut, oral (f!receiving), dirty talk (a little bit), overstimulation, face riding, fingering, multiple orgasms

a/n: i know he gives the best head. i just know it. (because he gave me some last night) title taken from honeypie by jawny

“Leon,” you sighed breathily, his name coming out as more of a moan than a command, as you intended. You tapped his head, your fingers still tangled in his hair. Your back was arched, your eyes squeezed shut. “I have to go to work.” 

“I do, too,” Leon mumbled, only pulling away from your pussy enough to speak, the vibrations from his voice still shooting throughout your body. Your fingers gripped the sheets, fighting yourself from letting a moan come tumbling out. A moan would only encourage him.

But anything would encourage him, honestly. It was impossible to not encourage him when what he was doing felt so good. His fingers dug into your hips, the prints burned into your skin from how hard and long he had been holding them there. He pressed your hips into the mattress, keeping you as still as possible. He shoved his tongue out of his mouth, flicked it along your folds, letting it slip inside. He pressed his nose against your clit, shaking his head from side to side, teasingly lapping at all the wetness that covered a layer over his tongue. 

You squirmed slightly, pushing his head away again. His eyelashes fluttered as he looked up at you, his fingers stretching along your hips. 

“Then shouldn’t we be getting ready?” You asked, trying to sound as genuine as possible. 

“One more,” Leon begged, his voice soft and cooing. He pulled at your hips, pulling you closer to him. You let out a small whine, your fingers tightening on his hair. 

Letting Leon do one more was basically letting him do fifteen more which was basically letting him do thirty more. He had already been between your legs since he woke up, immediately sliding down and spreading them apart, making comments about how you were already wet for him. He knew every spot that made you tick, knew where to kiss to get your hips bucking, knew just how to push his tongue inside you slowly and firmly enough to get your mouth to only be able to form his name. 

That was two hours ago. Usually, Leon woke up early to take a shower, but this morning it was to eat you out until you weren’t able to walk for the rest of the day. 

“Leon…” Your voice trailed off, anything else that you were going to say cut off because Leon had now shoved his face back between your folds, his nose shoving up against your clit. He licked a long stripe on your slit, then he placed a wet kiss on your hole. 

“You have one more in you, don’t you?” he pleaded, his big blue eyes staring at you with anticipation and neediness. “Please, baby, just one more.” 

You looked down at him. He knew that giving you that look made you melt and you’d let him do anything he wanted. That was how he got you in this position anyway, on your back with your legs spread for him, him eating you out as if it was his last meal- he looked at you with his pleading eyes and said how much he needed you, how he had dreamed about you all night, how he craved your taste. 

How could you possibly say no to him? 

“O-one more,” you said, your voice shaking. You lowered your back onto the mattress, feeling Leon smile against your pussy. You gulped, sliding your hands through his hair and pressing your palms against the back of his head. He liked when you played with his hair while he was doing it, and even though your brain was hazy from cumming more times than you could count, you tried your best to pet his head. 

But Leon knew how to eat pussy, so it was hard to stay focused. He slid his hand down your hip and then wrapped it underneath your thigh. You felt his hands, warm and sweaty from gripping onto you for so long. He pushed your leg up, raising it so that it was hanging over his shoulder. He moved his other hand, sliding it down and pressing his fingers against your other thigh. He gave it a shove, pushing it further apart so that he could press his face even more against your cunt, as if that was even possible. 

You felt him place a messy kiss against your slit, gentle and reassuring, telling you that he knew what he was doing. Then, he shoved his tongue out, letting out a low moan from deep within his throat. It was amazing that he could get off so much from eating you out that he couldn’t help but let out his own whimpers. Just that thought alone could probably make you cum, but at this moment it only added to the pleasure of feeling him plunge his tongue inside you. He curled it, pressing the tip up to a sensitive spot that he knew you liked. He pressed hard, smiling to himself. Your throat was dry as you heaved, every moan in your body having already been clawed out of you by the face between your legs. 

He pulled his tongue out, pushing the flat part of his tongue against your wetness and licking up. His tongue found your clit, and he circled the tip around for a moment before leaning back. He glanced up at you, and then you saw him purse his lips. A second later, you felt the feeling of your pussy getting more wet than before and then Leon’s fingers moved from your thigh, rubbing his spit into you. You moaned, squirming, and you felt his other hand press against your hip, holding you down on the mattress. He tutted to himself, shaking his head slightly, but still keeping the smile on his face. He ran his finger along your pussy lips and then moved his hand back to your thigh, pushing your leg apart once again. 

Then, Leon wrapped his red, plump lips around your clit and sucked hard. Your back arched, your body leaving the mattress. Leon let you, but only because your grip on his hair tightened and you pushed his face further into you. He moaned, sending vibrations throughout your body as he continued to suck your clit. You felt his fingers move again, and then he pushed them inside you. You felt his nose press against the fat part of your pussy, his face fully shoved against you. 

Two fingers pushed in and out of you, Leon having already made you cum enough that he could easily fit them inside. It wasn’t like his fingers were small, either. They filled you up, the rough calluses scraping against your walls, sending sparks throughout your body. His lips, wet with your slick and his spit, sucked your clit, easing it every few minutes with a kiss and a soft lick, only to go back to sucking. A few times you felt him spit more, using it to push his fingers further inside you, reaching a deepness that you didn’t even know was possible to get to with just fingers. 

You pulled his hair, swearing out moans and groans, saying his name mixed with a few “please, don’t stop”s. And he didn’t. He didn’t stop pumping his fingers into you, didn’t move his mouth from your cunt. Your body was on fire and you felt the coils in your tummy tightening. You clenched, pulling his hair particularly hard and shoving his face against you. Then, the coils came loose and so did you. You came undone around his fingers, bucking your hips up into his face. He continued to slowly thrust his fingers inside you, lazily planting kisses all around your pussy and thighs. When your grip loosened on his hair and your body fell against the mattress, Leon pulled away. 

“Work?” he asked, looking up at you. 

You raised up slightly, looking down at him. His face was a mess, his lips bright red and swollen. His cheeks were flushed bright, his hair hanging in his eyes, which were big and full of stars, his pupils filling up the entire iris. His lashes fluttered, his lips slightly parted. He licked them, tilting his head with a quizzical look. One corner of his lip was curved upwards in a slight smile. 

“One more,” you breathed, letting your upper body fall back against the mattress. You tangled your fingers in his hair again, pushing his face against you once more. 

He let out a breathy laugh, but then got right back to work- if it was up to him, this would be his real job. 

“Maybe I should pay you,” you breathed. 

“No need,” he said, placing a small kiss on my clit. “We all gotta eat to survive, right?” 

You let out a groan at his lame joke, but it was cut off by a moan brought about by another kiss to your sensitive bud. 

“We’re gonna be late for work,” you said. 

“Who cares?” he replied. 

And he was right. 

[dilfprayers]

"I Can Help."

f!reader x leon kennedy

tw; real!dad , inc*st , pervy , slight teasing, p in v , slight corruption(?) , somnophilia, creampie, super touchy-feely on reader

word count: 1345

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you know that your father knows best. ♡

you shift around in your bed, groaning before opening your eyes. another restless night, you couldn't get yourself to sleep. not even with your music, more comfortable blankets, nor the plushies your dad bought you was enough to get you to sleep. annoyed, you crawled out of bed before stumbling to your parents room where your mother and father laid together at.

of course, at your grown age, why would you be asking for your dad to help you sleep...

"dad.... dad!"

you shook him, and his brows furrowed before he glanced over at you with his deep blue eyes. he was a little groggy but put on a warm smile when he noticed it was you.

"huh?.. oh angel. what are you up for..? its late y'know..."

he carefully pulled away from your mother before sitting on the edge of the bed to look up at you as you stood there. you with your flimsy tank top and pajama shorts.. he couldn't keep his eyes off of it but realized it was a little off-putting to stare so he didn't do it for too long.

"i need help sleeping.. could you uh."

you trail off with your words, staring down to your feet. you tried to figure out how to put this into words without coming off weird.. it took a minute and he tilted his head, the silence lingering on for a while - not that he didn't mind or anything. he was patient with you, reaching out and rubbed your hand.

"take your time, i can tell you're struggling."

he chuckled again with that warm, comforting smile on his face. that was more than enough to get you to speak, thank god your father was understanding..

"i- well. i cant sleep, i was wondering if you could sleep with me until i pass out?.."

you frowned and he just smiled, nodding. he wouldn't leave you there to struggle, he loved you dearly of course so he'd do anything.

"oh? yeah why not. i can help you sleep by doing that. c'mon."

he stood up quietly, still holding your hand and led the both of you out to your room.

-

"fuck..."

low groans were heard behind you, while you felt him grind up behind your ass. you were half asleep, not aware of what was really going on.

"dad...i-i was already..falling asleep, hows this gonna..-"

you were merely rambling while he hushes you, tightly grasping to your hip. gentle kisses trailed up your neck as he lowly hummed. he was clearly enjoying himself, with his own daughter. you.

"it'll help you sleep better. i promise."

he coos,

"just let me do the work. you relax yourself now.."

you had to have been in good hands. he was your father so of course you trusted him and his word. no matter what.

"o-okay..i trust you.."

you murmured, letting him do his thing while you laid there and gotten comfortable again. your heart raced in your chest though, feeling his hands touch you up everywhere from your lower body and up. he had already pulled your shorts off along with your panties which gotten a rise out of him seeing how wet you were. he expected this out of you though, your body was reacting to him and his touch. it turned you on and you didn't even realize.

"huh..what a sight.."

he breathed out, tugging at his own pajama pants and boxers before he let his cock out, free from restrictions. it was already throbbing and leaking with precum, aching to be put in you but he held off, busy getting your body all worked up while you were partially asleep. he raised your leg a bit, shifting himself in a better position while gliding his fingers along your slit. your puffy lips glistened with your own liquids and that sight had him hungry for more.

"what were you thinking for you to be this wet? or was it just my touch?"

he asks, knowing you weren't comprehending a singular word he was saying. your mind was warm but yet exhausted. your eyelids heavy while your vision blurred anytime you tried to keep your eyes open to stare at him. when your vision wasn't as fucked up, you could see him holding your leg up and his other hand was touching you, sending shocks throughout your body while you laid there, close to fully sleeping.

you didn't respond in the end, instead you moaned and sighed a couple of times before closing your eyes. that didn't last long though as you opened your eyes right after when you felt something pushing into you - filling you up. your insides were being slowly stretched by his cock that he was stuffing in you with a singular thrust. seems like he couldn't hold himself back even if he tried.

he noticed you were getting a little antsy so he kept still, his cock throbbing inside of you while he held you close, hushing you again.

"shhh...shh. it's alright baby. relax."

"but this isn't..-"

you had cut him off but trailed off of your words, again. your body was an aching mess, knowing this was absolutely wrong. he knew better than to do this, it was wrong but he still was here, cock stuffed in that sopping wet pussy of yours. at some point he pulled you up onto his lap while he sat there on the edge on the bed - cock still inside of you, he thrusted up into you and let you lay up against his body. your chin rested on his shoulder as he continued on, nuzzling you with low moans leaving his lips. he surely was careful to keep the both of you quiet just incase considering your mother was in the room beside yours.

as this went on, you could just hear him reassuring you through it, telling you it's okay, it's normal - and again, you trust him. right? you trust your dad.. so you ease down slowly but surely, returning a couple of moans while you let that warmth and pleasure from him put you in a different headspace.

the thrusts continued, sensual and slow..

and before you knew it, you drifted off to sleep with him pleasuring himself with your body.

the time passed, it wasn't long enough until he couldn't hold it in anymore. contemplating to cum on you or inside. of course he picked the second option, leaving a little surprise for you as he grunts, holding your body tighter while he came inside of you, filling your insides with warm ropes of cum. he had some guilt while doing this, again knowing this was wrong.

it was the first time he's ever done anything like this with you but then again, this surely wasn't going to be the last time he does it.

noticing you were sound asleep, he looked at you for a while, pulling out of you and laid you back down. he put his boxers and pants back on, leaving a kiss on your forehead. before he left though, he pulls the cover back over your body before leaving the bedroom. how generous of him.

you lay there, chest moving up and down softly from your breathing as cum oozed out of your pussy. despite that, you at least were relaxed and finally had gotten some sleep...

sunlight beamed into your bedroom. you thought about what you 'dreamed' of, groaning as you did before you felt a ton of wetness and slight soreness down there. your eyes widen and you think its your menstural.

"shit..SHIT! not again!"

you panicked, tossing the covers off before seeing the mess. your eyes widened, moving your hand down and brushed it along your dripping wet hole. you realize that 'dream' you had, wasn't a dream at all.

before you did anything, you heard a knock at your door before it creaked open, it was your dad, leon. he noticed you were all shaken up and he smiled at you.

"you need help getting cleaned up there? i can help you."

[obsolescent]

Leon S. Kennedy's NSFW Alphabet

Author’s Note: Went into depth with almost all of these lol, wanted to be thorough. Enjoy!

Leon’s SFW Headcanons

Content Warnings: Explicit sexual content, reader is kept gender neutral, cis!Leon, general discussion of sexual activities.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Helping you clean up, cuddling. He would be very affectionate, kissing you, telling you, “You did so good baby, took everything I gave you.”

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I think he enjoys his arms quite a bit, likes seeing the muscles flex as he moves them around (mostly while he’s handling you). On you, your hands, how gentle they are, how they hold him close and cup his cheeks with such a softness. Loves seeing them wrapped around his cock, too.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

He wouldn’t admit to it because he’s embarrassed by it, but loves seeing you covered cum. Loves going a few rounds, getting some in every hole and watching it leak out. Something about marking you as his satisfies a deep urge in him.

D = Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Has thought about sharing you. Thinking about seeing you get passed around and used by his friends, yeah.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s not that experienced actually! Due to his religious upbringing, he didn’t do much until he was older and shook some of that religious guilt off. He knows what he’s doing, though. He watched plenty of videos on how to pleasure someone. He’s a perfectionist at most everything he does, and pleasing someone right is a priority to him.

F = Favorite position

He’s a romantic sap, so any position where he can embrace you, whisper in your ear, kiss you. Positions like missionary, or when you sit on him and he can just hug you while you grind against him. Those are ideal for him!

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Oh, for sure. He likes to make funny quips too, like: “Damn baby, gripping my shit like Loctite!” Once, he got hurt on a mission, and after fully healing, came to you and said, “Meat’s back on the menu.”

H = Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? Etc.)

He usually keeps it well groomed. Due to missions, though, it does grow out. Has some hair but tries to keep it short as possible. He found that out the hard way one time, when he had to use the bathroom on a mission and got some hair caught in his zipper, ouch.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

Leon’s very romantic, savoring your time together, working you up slowly. Whispering praises the whole time, running his hands down your body, massaging here and there.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

He’s had that religious guilt hanging over his head, so it’s a reason why he didn’t do it often, but when that stiff breeze hits just right…Now with you, he can just have sex so he doesn’t see the point of it.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Breeding kink, I think we’re in agreement on that. Free use, he likes letting you use him for your own pleasure, he gets off on it too. Has come with no touch, just from you using his mouth.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Prefers yours or his place, and it could be wherever inside. The couch, floor, counter, table, shower, and of course the bed. 

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) 

Honestly? It doesn’t take much, not with you. Seeing your body turn a certain way, the slightest movements, have him clearing his throat and crossing his legs. Yelling at himself in his head to “Stop acting like a damn dog.”

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Hurt you or use a weapon in the bedroom. He could slap your ass some, a firm grip around your neck, but that’s the extent he’s willing to go. Weapons are a hard limit, under no circumstances will he use one on you.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Loves to give and receive. Likes seeing you on your knees for him, also likes to be on his knees for you, too. As I said before, he’s done his research and perfected his skills, it’s definitely paid off. You’ve never been with someone as skilled as him with his mouth.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.)

Slow and sensual, unless you want it fast and rough. Loves to please you, so whichever you’re wanting at the moment.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

If he’s really worked up and under a time crunch, he doesn’t mind a quick fuck, making sure to get you off first, though, before himself.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? Etc.)

Leon loves to try new things! Want to use a new toy you got? New position you saw online? He’s game, but I wouldn’t say risky. 

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

A few rounds, he doesn’t tire easily. He can last for a while. He likes to cum with you, so he can hold off on cumming until you do.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He hadn’t thought about getting toys for himself until he was with you. With how much fun you two have with toys, he has looked into getting some of his own. Uses them on you or himself, and he likes when you use them on him. 

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Oh, sometimes he’s a menace. Can edge you for a long time, have you writhing and begging for him. He likes seeing you whiny, pleading with him to touch you more, “I know you want to touch me, please please baby, make me cum!” You know him so well. He finally gives in, not being able to hold himself back any longer.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Used to be quiet as a mouse, but now? Loud, whiny mess. Groaning and moaning your name, high pitch whines when it just feels “so goddamn good baby, don’t stop riding me.”

W = Wild card (A random headcanon for the character)

He’s pretty flexible, which is useful in the bedroom. “Fold me like a pretzel,” His favorite choice of words for when you’re doing something to him.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s fit due to the job, toned muscles, body littered with scars. He’s got a light dusting of hair on his chest, as well as a happy trail down to neatly trimmed pubic hair. He’s a grower, not a shower, at full hardness he’s around 7 inches, a bit on the thicker side.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Due to the stressful situations he’s usually in he doesn’t have much time to yearn or think about his sex drive, but when he’s home with you, anything you do can have him ready to go. Mentioned previously, it can be mundane as stretching, your shirt lifting to expose your stomach, and he starts growing hard.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He won’t fall asleep until things are cleaned up, toys put away, and he’s holding you in his arms. 

[lipglossanon]

An Open Invitation (To A Perfect Domination)

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stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy/fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ so minors DNI, stepcest, bully!leon, mean!leon, stepdad!leon, fem!reader, oral (f receiving), daddy kink, corruption kink, dacryphilia, slight dubcon, breeding kink, unprotected sex

Title from Fighting With the Melody by Jimmy Urine

Not proofread so ignore any mistakes

(Part 2)

(Part 3)

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“Hey sweetheart, what’re you up to?”

You fight down your embarrassment and turn from entering your room to see Leon leaving the master bedroom he shares with your mom.

“Uh n-nothing,” you smooth your skirt down, a nervous tic that happens around Leon and you hope he hasn’t noticed.

“Wanna watch a scary movie with me later?” he wiggles his fingers at you when he says scary.

“Well—“

“Your mom hates’em and since she’s outta town for the weekend, now’s the perfect time to watch it,” he grins at you, eyes crinkling at the corners, “c’mon what do you say?”

You feel your heartbeat in your throat and butterflies in your stomach as you give him a shaky smile in return.

“O-okay. I’ve gotta put my phone on charge but then I’ll head downstairs.“

You think you see his smile sharpen but you blink and it’s just the usual grin Leon gives you.

“Great, see you downstairs, sweetheart.”

You quickly plug in your phone and leave it on your nightstand, then make your way downstairs to the den. Leon’s already settled on the couch flipping through the watch list to find a horror movie.

You go to sit down in the recliner but he tsks to get your attention.

“Come sit by me, sweetheart. It feels like I hardly ever see you anymore.”

You ignore the nerves flaring at being so close to him and sit down on the couch, leaving some space between you two.

“I’ve been pretty busy with stuff after school,” you clear your throat, “been hanging out with some friends.”

“That’s good,” he hums, then turns from the screen to face you, “but I’m happy you can spend some time with me tonight.”

You fiddle with the hem of your skirt, “Y-yeah, it’ll be nice to hang out.”

He laughs and pats your bare knee, “Definitely.”

He faces the tv once again and chooses a movie. Your heart speeds up in your chest when Leon never pulls his hand back from your leg. For the first half of the movie, your attention is split between trying to watch what’s happening on screen and keeping your leg from twitching from Leon’s warm hand. His thumb will randomly rub against your skin or he’ll squeeze down if a loud moment happens in the movie.

You look over at him in confusion when you feel him tug your leg closer to him.

“You’re pretty tense, sweetheart. C’mere, sit closer. Promise won’t let anything happen to you,” he gives you a crooked grin.

You don’t want to make things awkward so you do as he says; you scoot yourself closer to him and he wraps his arm around your shoulders to pull you snug against him.

“See? That’s not so bad, right?” he whispers in your ear.

Goosebumps run across your neck, “S’fine.”

“Good,” he presses a barely there kiss to your head, grazing the tip of your ear.

You give a soft gasp and tense up but quickly relax hoping he didn’t notice.

“Oh?” his mouth is still hovering over your ear and he presses a light kiss to the lobe.

You tense again but refrain from making a noise. He presses another kiss to the back of your ear then continues to press more soft, light ones to the skin behind your ear and down your neck.

You know you make a sound then cause he chuckles and tightens his hold on your shoulders.

“Feel nice, baby?” he goes back to your neck but adds a hint of teeth and tongue to his kisses.

You reach out to push him away, but his free arm comes up to grab your wrists and holds them together with one hand.

“Shhh, be good for me baby,” he rumbles, “be a good girl for daddy.”

You gasp, nipples hardening and body going hot all over.

He laughs, a low sound in his chest, “Mmm yeah, be a good girl for me. Now kiss me sweetheart, let me taste that sweet little mouth.”

In a daze, you turn and meet his dark eyes. He glances down at your parted lips and looks back up into your blown pupils.

“C’mon, a little kiss never hurt anyone, sweetheart.”

Your eyes slip shut as he closes the gap and kisses you. His mouth his hot and insistent, tongue running across your bottom lip. Your mouth opens for him and he’s pressing his tongue deep—taking, tasting. You whine when he pulls away.

“Another one?”

You nod and he goes back to kissing you breathless, tongues tangling until he pulls away again.

“Another,” this time it’s you demanding, twisting your wrists in his grip.

“Greedy,” he laughs, and teasingly gives you a chaste peck on the lips.

“Please,” you tug against his hold, “wanna kiss.”

“Yeah? Well who am I to say no,” he kisses you eagerly, pressing your lips together until it almost hurts.

Leon kisses you until you’re drooling, spit dripping down your chin as his tongue overwhelms your mouth.

“Messy girl,” he groans, “such a messy girl.”

Your breathing hard and your pussy is leaking slick in the gusset of your panties. The hand Leon’s using to hold your wrists pulls down to press your hands on the obvious outline of his cock.

Wide eyed, you look from his smug face to where your hands are cupping his dick in his sweats.

“You’re making me so hard, baby,” he noses at your hairline and presses a kiss to your forehead. “Reach in and pull me out, yeah?”

You’re dizzy with arousal, and almost like in a dream, you watch yourself follow his instructions. He lets go of your wrists and you push the band of his sweatpants down with one hand and use the other to reach inside and pull his dick out.

He hisses as soon as your hand touches the blood hot skin. You know you’re gawking but you can’t look away. He’s fatand long and so thick. You slowly trail your fingers up to the head and drag across his foreskin.

“Fuck,” he bites out, “touch daddy as much as you want, sweetheart.”

His cock kicks in your hand as a glob of precum oozes from the head. You run your fingers through the sticky mess, slowly caressing the soft skin. You whimper as your clit pulses with need.

His palm cups your hot pussy.

“Baby,” he groans into your neck, lips dragging against your skin, “is this all for me?”

“Y-yeah,” you whimper, rolling your hips into his broad hand.

He pulls away to watch you hump your needy pussy into his palm. Your nails dig into his thick bicep as he presses his hand against you harder.

“That’s it baby, ride my hand like a good little girl. My good girl,” he growls.

“Daddy,” you whine, tears gathering in your lash line.

“So good for me baby, so good,” he kisses your cheek.

“Wanna show you something, sweetheart.”

He pulls you into his lap, your back against his chest.

“Take off your panties,” he holds onto your hips.

You arch your hips up and ease your underwear down your thighs and slip them the rest of the way off.

“Now hold your skirt up, baby.”

You both watch your hands as you grab the hem and pull up until he can see your wet cunt. He grabs your legs and places them on the outside of his own so your pussy is spread out on display.

He slaps his hand on your sensitive mound and clit. You give a low cry as he spanks your cunt again.

“Yeah that’s what my girl needs, needs to know her place,” he murmurs in your ear, “like this little pussy getting slapped, baby? Need me to spank it better?”

Your toes are curling in your socks as you arch back into Leon, grinding down on the dick you feel underneath your ass.

“Please please please,” you’re gasping, hands clawing at his forearms.

One hand spreads your pussy lips open and with the other, he gives a stinging slap to your swollen clit.

Your body jerks like you’ve been electrocuted and you wail from the intense feeling coursing through your pussy.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” Leon’s voice is thick, “m’gonna give this sweet cunt lotsa kisses after this. Just let me spank her til she’s crying, okay baby?”

You can’t even talk just let out a weak moan as Leon goes back to slapping your throbbing cunt. Submerged under the pleasurable pain of his broad hand, you lose all track of time.

Leon finally stops spanking your pussy and slips his middle and ring finger into your sopping wet hole. You can feel his wedding band glide against your walls.

“Damn baby,” he laughs, “what a little slut. Even your mom doesn’t get this wet from a little pussy slapping.”

You clench hard around his fingers at those words.

“Oh?” his voice gets even lower, “yeah, my sweet girl is better than her own mother. Is that what you want to hear? I’ve been wanting to fuck you since she introduced us on that third date.”

“N-no, I’m not—“

He shushes you, “S’okay, baby. I’ll make sure to take care of my little girl. I’m gonna make you cum on my tongue then my cock. Don’t care if you can take it or not.”

His tongue dips inside your ear before his mouth trails down your jaw to your neck. He grabs your hips and helps you stand on your shaky legs. He stands up behind you and pushes you to the stairs.

“C’mon baby, wanna eat you out in my bed and not the couch,” he presses a wet kiss to your neck as you moan, “rather take you apart on my sheets.”

The next thing you know, you’re splayed out naked across your mother and her new husband’s—your stepdad’s—bed.

“Such a sweet pussy,” Leon moans, tongue lapping at your wet folds, eyes locked with yours from where he’s lying naked between your legs.

His hands come up to the inside of your thighs and press down, leaving you spread open for his hungry mouth. His face is buried in your cunt, licking into your slick hole.

You moan so loud you have the fleeting thought you might lose your voice. Your hands are gripping his hair tightly, hips rolling up into his mouth.

He pulls far enough away to spit into your pussy before tongue fucking his spit into your clenching hole.

You moan and pull his hair, strands wrapped around your fingers to help guide his face to where you want it most. He takes the hint and begins to press wet open mouthed kisses to your sensitive clit. He sucks the swollen bud into his mouth and flicks his tongue against it over and over again. Your legs thrash where he has them pinned down to the bed.

“M gonna cum, Leon. You’re gonna make me cum,” you moan.

He hums into your pussy, suckling your clit softly. He pulls away to lap at your pussy with quick strokes of his tongue.

“Cum all over my face, sweetheart. Show daddy how good he makes you feel,” he presses his face back between your folds and sucks your clit back into his mouth.

“Daddy,” you hiccup a sob as you cum, slick coating his lower jaw and dripping down his chin.

“Good girl,” he climbs over top of you and kisses your harshly, fucking his tongue into your mouth.

You can taste yourself on his lips and arch up into his body. His dripping cock drags against your throbbing pussy. He thrusts his hips to rub his cock through the slick leaking from your cunt.

“Ready for me, baby?”

Not waiting for an answer, he slips the head of his dick inside your clenching hole.

“Fuck, you’re gonna be tight,” he laughs to himself, “yeah a tight little pussy for daddy.”

You’re clawing at his shoulders and back. You almost can’t breathe from the stretch.

“Too big,” your eyes are starting to water, “I can’t—“

He covers your mouth with the palm of his hand.

“Doesn’t matter, sweetheart,” he smiles at you but it doesn’t reach his eyes, “we’ll just have to train this cunt to take it, huh?”

It hurts but it feels good too; you feel overly full and stretched out, but you want him to keep going. You start to cry but you can feel yourself getting wetter, easing the way for Leon to bully his cock further into your pussy until he bottoms out.

“Got all weekend to train you, sweetheart,” he laughs meanly, “gonna stay buried in this cute little pussy til your mom gets home.”

You moan high in your throat, walls clamping down around Leon’s thick cock as you cum hard.

“Oh fuck me,” he laughs even harder, “yes, baby, that’s it. You like that? Like that I’m gonna breed this sweet pussy all weekend?”

He pulls his cock halfway out then slowly sinks back into your wet and willing body. More tears drip from your eyes.

“‘M not kidding, sweetheart,” his palm presses harder around your mouth, “gonna fuck you all weekend. Cream this pussy over and over again.”

He reaches between your bodies and begins to rub and pinch your clit.

“Want you to cum again, beautiful,” he groans, “need you squeezing me tight while I cum in you.”

You shake you head back and forth and try to say no, to pull out but he only smiles down at you.

“I’m not pulling out, daddy’s gotta give his messy girl his cum, gotta show her how much he loves her, right?”

You try to twist your head away and push against his chest, but he settles his body further over you and slowly ruts into your squelching cunt. His fingers circle your clit until your pussy’s clenching and spasming around him again, eyes rolling back from the force of your orgasm.

“Fuck baby, I’m gonna cum,” he pants into your neck, “take it, fuck, take it.”

With a low groan you feel reverberating in your own chest, Leon fucks his cock deep inside you and cums.

“That’s it,” he’s panting, sucking a bruise into your neck, “milk my cock baby. Yes, love this pussy so much.”

He grinds his dick inside your pussy until the steady stream of cum stops filling you. Slipping out, he watches as his cum leaks out of your puffy cunt. He uses two fingers to scoop it up and rubs across your clit until your legs kick out from overstimulation. He shoves your legs open and continues rubbing your clit until your body arches and a mix of slick and cum gushes from your pussy as you climax again.

You’re openly crying now, partly from overstimulation and partly from just how mean Leon has treated you.

“Aww, don’t cry, sweetheart,” he coos down at you and kisses your tear stained cheeks, “didn’t that feel good?”

He placates you with soft kisses and sweet words until your breathing calms and you feel less overwhelmed.

“There we go, there’s my good girl,” he rubs a thumb across your bottom lip as you give him a shaky smile.

“Daddy’s good girl, right?”

“Y-yeah,” you breathe out, “I’m daddy’s good girl.”

“Yeah you are,” he smiles all teeth and dark eyes, “my very, very good girl.”

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

(rafe stuff comin soon but heres a eeny beeny teeny thought!!)

stepdad!leon kennedy x obsessed!naive!reader...

shes so obsessed with him...obsessed with everything that has anything to do with him. following him around the house like a lost pup.

one day u get really jealous after overhearing a phone call he had with your mom (she's always out somewhere---either with her friends or... God knows where--so it is truly just you and leon alone). obviously you know that leon has to keep up the image of being a loving doting husband, but when you hear him say the simple words, "i miss you too--alright love you too, bye." to end the brief phone call between the two of them, your face blushes and heats up with possessiveness.

just completely taking leon by surprise--usually he is the one in control,but right now you cant take it anymore!! he was yours, not hers!!!

just bouncing on his cock and grinding ur engorged button on the trimmed hair of his pelvis as you cry. his big arms encaging your smaller body and you just feel so so good!!! except u remember the conversation between leon n ur mom and u start getting angry.

"u--u love me?" u simper out, bottom lip pulled out in a pout as tears sprout from ur eyes n fall down ur face. ur desperate.

leon adjusts his body so his head is against the pillows as you ride, his large and strong hands controlling your bouncing movements. he doesn't respond, not exactly hearing you as you clench your sopping cunt around his veiny cock, small grunts falling from his lips.

you lower a bit, your chest pressed against his as you catch his eyes with yours. "answer!" you whine, sniffling.

"wh-?" he begins, and you cut him off. his eyebrows are pulled together in both confusion and concentration.

"you l-love me, r-right daddy?" his cock is pummeling inside of your pussy as he pounds his hips up into yours.

"o-'f course I do, baby.." his voice is so soft as he takes the back of his hand, wiping away your tears and pushing your face to mesh with his, sloppy kisses sounding between the two of you.

"ur only m-mine!" you cry out again, wrapping your smaller hand around his throat. "s-say it."

"i--" he chokes out, slightly surprised by your burst of dominance that you seem to be having. however, he can see right through it. just a frightened little girl afraid of being abandoned. but he would never. you mean everything and more to him. he can feel your hand tighten around his throat, nothing too bad --and he can still breathe. its just the hint of shock that chokes him up for a second.

he can tell you are worked up. must have been worked up for some time now. poor baby, he thinks. you sometimes got this way--too many emotions that flood in ur head all at once. it was overwhelming for you, and he understood that. his hands run along your torso for a second, then slow your jackrabbit-like hips down from its quick bouncing.

"shhh," he shushes you gently and he can feel your hand loosen. your eyes are big and glossy and begging. he takes your hand from his throat and kisses your palm gently, adjusting himself again so as to sit up and be skin to skin with you. he sees how upset you are. he throws your arms around his shoulders so you can be in his lap. close to him. "i'm yours baby--yours and only yours, yeah?"

your eyes are big and pleading as he leans forward, the thrusts have momentarily halted so that he can place you properly in his lap; but he's still inside of you. he kisses your lips gently--so tenderly that it tickles. "you're everything to me, mk? i love you so much.."

you whine, feeling his hands run across your back and the sides of your torso. your still breathing heavily through your nose---but he can see your calming down. he kisses across your neck to your cheek. "gimme some deep breaths, okay?"

you nod, and he breaths deep along with you for a few seconds.

"what's got you so worked up, honey? hm?" his voice is so soft and sweet. so saccharine. it makes you melt even more in his hold.

"don' like you talkin to her.." you whimper out, and he automatically knows. you and your mom never had the best relationship. she was always very mean to you, and you especially didn't like her cuz you have seen her cheating on your stepdad. she just wanted him for money or a warm body to sleep next to. she was very verbally abusive. that is why you loved when she was gone. which she almost always was. leon knew all of this. he was planning on a divorce for a while now, but wanted to wait until you started back at college. he wanted to be with you.

"oh, sweet girl..." he sighs, kissing your lips. "she means nothing to me, baby. need you to understand that, m'okay?"

you nod, playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck. "mkay, daddy."

leon smiles gently before kissing you slowly, beginning to use calloused hands for a soft touch as he plays with your peaked nipples.

"know why i love kissin' you so slowly baby?" you shake your head no, a little mew leaving your lips. his tongue drags along yours. "cuz it feels like we have all the time in the world together."

you sigh at his words, beginning to start up your grinding and he helps you pick up your speed.

"all yours, princess. daddy's all yours."