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Maximize Cash Flow by Outsourcing Your Receivables Process

Efficient cash flow management is critical to the health and growth of any business. One proven strategy to enhance liquidity is to outsource receivables to a professional service provider. Here are the top five reasons why this move makes financial and operational sense.

1. Improve Cash Flow: The most immediate benefit is improved cash flow. Professional accounts receivable services use proven systems to ensure faster collections, reduce outstanding invoices, and accelerate revenue cycles.

2. Reduce DSO (Days Sales Outstanding): When you outsource receivables, you’re likely to see a sharp drop in your DSO. A lower DSO means you’re getting paid faster, which translates into better cash availability for reinvestment or daily operations.

3. Focus on Core Business Functions: Outsourcing your receivables allows your internal team to concentrate on what they do best—growing the business. This increases productivity while the experts handle follow-ups and collections efficiently.

4. Access to Experienced Professionals: Outsourced providers bring specialized knowledge and tools that improve accuracy and compliance. They offer full-service accounts receivable services tailored to your industry and business needs.

5. Improved Customer Experience: Outsourcing firms maintain professional communication with clients, ensuring polite yet firm follow-ups. This leads to better relationships and higher payment reliability.

In summary, to outsource receivables is not just about reducing workload—it’s a strategic move to enhance your financial stability and operational efficiency. It ensures that your company maintains healthy cash flow while your team focuses on growth and innovation.

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10 Accounts Receivable KPIs to Help Improve AR Collection

You can improve what you can measure; this statement very much goes for managing your accounts receivable ( AR ) and  AR  collection. While managing your accounts receivable, the AR Collection performance is one of the most measurable business functions. The amount of cash collected, the amount of receivables written off, the amount within defined aging categories, and many other receivables dimensions are all finite numbers easily measured by accounting systems.

10 Accounts Receivable KPIs ( key performance indicators ) that will help improve AR collection performance and productivity of your Accounts Receivable team are  –

Days Sales Outstanding ( DSO ) : 

DSO is one of the best KPI indicators of a company’s ability to convert its receivables to cash. Most companies will review their receivables on a weekly basis, and adding DSO as a measurement can significantly improve the review process. Generally, DSO is determined on a monthly, quarterly or annual basis and can be calculated by dividing the amount of accounts receivable during a given period by the total value of credit sales during the same period and multiplying the result by the number of days in the period measured.

Accounts Receivable turnover ratio ( ARTR ):

This ratio indicates the relationship between revenue from operations and average accounts receivables during the year.

Average accounts receivables are calculated by adding the accounts receivable at the beginning of a period as well as at the end of the period and by dividing the total by two. 

While calculating this ratio, the provision for bad debt and doubtful debts is not deducted from total accounts receivable, so it may not give a false impression that accounts receivable are collected quickly. 

Average Collection Period :

Accounts Receivable turnover ratio can also be converted into the Average Collection Period –  the number of days within which the cash is collected from accounts receivable :

If the Average Collection Period is 32 days means that, on average, accounts receivable take 32 days to get converted into cash. In other words, credit sales are locked up in accounts receivable for 32 days. 

An increase in the average collection period indicates the blockage of funds with accounts receivable, which increases the risk of bad debts. A higher average collection period is, thus, an indication of the inefficiency of the accounts receivable management process

Average Days Delinquent ( ADD ):

At times DSO, Average Collection Period or Accounts Receivable Turnover Ratio may not be adequate to measure the AR performance. Average Days Delinquent, also known as delinquent days sales outstanding, complements other key metrics. At any given time, on average, it gives a view of how many days late customers’ payments are.

As one of the critical KPIs, average days delinquent tells AR Specialists how late customers’ payments are on average, at a particular moment in time. This KPI offers a good sense of whether your average late-paying customer is delinquent by just a little or by a lot.

To calculate Average Days Delinquent ( ADD )  one need to know the Days Sales Outstanding (DSO ) and Best Possible Days Sales Outstanding ( BPDSO )

Collection Effectiveness Index (CEI ):

Getting a view on what percentage of Accounts Receivable can be retrieved from the customers is a critical indicator to improve AR Performance. The Collection Effectiveness Index ( CEI ) is a critical KPI to to calculate a company’s ability to retrieve their receivables from their customers. In a given time period, CEI compares the amount of AR that was available for collection to the amount that was collected. 

Collection Effectiveness Index formula involves the following parameters –

Beginning receivables – Receivables at the start of the month of a company’s open receivables.

Monthly credit sales – total amount of sales made of credit in that month.

Ending total receivables – all open receivables, including current and overdue receivables.

Ending current receivables – open receivables that are not overdue.

A collection effectiveness index near 85% or above is a good indicator that the collection process is highly effective. 

Number of Revised Invoices:

If 12% of your invoices have errors and only 2% of the benchmarked company’s invoices have errors, the receivables results can be very different, even if other factors are equivalent

Invoicing accuracy is one of the most important KPIs that can affect effectiveness and efficiency of accounts receivables management and the AR performance. 

Calculating the number of revised invoices is simple. For example, if the company issued 10,000 invoices and 600 non–error-based credit memos during the second quarter of the year, its number of revised invoices would be 6%. 

Monitoring number of revised invoices as a KPI month over month or quarter over quarter is one way to measure your accounts receivable ( AR )  performance, and can help you identify areas where you need to improve.

Days Deduction Outstanding ( DDO ):

A deduction occurs when a customer pays an invoice less than the full amount. Customers take deductions when they do not agree with the amount of the invoice or if they believe they are owed money by the supplier. Instead of waiting for the supplier to issue a credit memo, which would be applied to their next remittance, companies take the deduction because it keeps money in their bank now rather than waiting weeks for the credit memo. 

Days Deduction Outstanding (DDO) is another important KPI to improve AR performance. This indicator is used to demonstrate how effective a company is at resolving deductions as part of its deduction management process. It refers to the number of days that the account receivables specialist will need to resolve an outstanding deduction. To calculate DDO, the amount of the open deductions is divided by the average value of deductions incurred within a certain period of time.

Cost of collection:

The cost associated with the collection of accounts receivable is a crucial KPI to assess AR performance. The cost of collection looks at the amount of time and money the company is spending to collect payments. This includes the cost of employee time, technology infrastructure, postage, and other expenses related to getting payments from customers.

While many companies measure the resources allocated as part of the Accounts Receivable team, the most crucial factor that gets missed is the time spent by management and supporting members from other business functions.

One of the ways to minimize the inherent cost in collection activities, including management time, is to invest in accounts receivable automation software.

Write-off Ratio:

If we say Collection Efficiency Index ( CEI ) of more than 85% is great, achieving anything closer to 100% CEI will be nirvana. This will mean a risk in the collection portfolio will lead to bad debts and eventually be written off. The write-off ratio becomes one of the critical KPIs to measure Accounts receivable ( AR )  performance and to minimize the impact on the bottom line.

Write-off ratio is the ratio used by a company to measure the written-off receivables in percent compared to the company’s total receivables outstanding. The accounts receivable is written off as bad debt indicating that the company is highly unlikely to receive back the remaining money that was written off.

While there will always be some bad debt that one cannot avoid, it is in the company’s interest to keep the write-off ratio as low as possible.

Bad Debt to Sales Ratio:

Quality of sales revenue and ability to deliver as per customer’s expectation will have direct implications on the bad debts.  One of the KPI to measure is the bad debt-to-sales ratio.

Bad debt to sales ratio is a financial metric that compares the amount of money a company loses due to unpaid invoices to its total sales.

The formula for bad debt to sales ratio is

 It is calculated by dividing the bad debt expense by the net sales. For example, if a company has $10,000 in bad debt and $100,000 in net sales, its bad debt to sales ratio is 10%. This means that the company loses 10% of its sales revenue to uncollectible accounts.

A high bad debt to sales ratio may indicate that a company has poor credit and collection policies, or that it is facing difficulties in recovering payments from its customers. A low bad debt to sales ratio may indicate that a company has effective credit and collection policies, or that it has a loyal and reliable customer base.

Conclusion : 

While the Accounts Receivable KPIs are a great indicator of you’re your teams collection performance, the overriding principle in receivables metrics and reporting is to keep it simple and avoid consuming a great deal of time in their preparation.

The Accounts Receivable KPIs should be used to obtain a general idea of the performance achieved and help you compare with other organizations.

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bubbles and cuddles

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id!leon x fem!reader

summary: you haven't seen your boyfriend in a while though luckily, after a long mission and an even longer day, you arrive home just in time. you spend the rest of the night loving on each other gently before falling asleep in each others arms.

tags: tooth-rotting fluff, domestic fluff, so smut, smutty innuendos, canon universe, lots of kissing, bubble bath, bathing each other, little to no dialogue, reader works at bsaa and leon works at dso, undressing each other, mentions of violence and injuries, infinite darkness or death island leon in mind

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your radio was blasting the loudest music to keep you in high spirits and also to keep your eyes from shutting. you exited the freeway and tears were pricking at your eyes from holding them open for so long. you just needed to get home. you needed to.

your whole body was sore. you could barely lift your arm without wincing in pain. the bruise on your shoulder was only getting worse.

it’s funny how the body works. on the field, you couldn’t feel any pain. a sting here and there but most of the time you were able to fight through it. but the minute you stepped off the field, it was like every bone in your body had been reduced to dust.

the adrenaline was no longer running and your brain could finally rest, leaving your body in shambles.

the nurses said there was nothing wrong. A dislocated shoulder that they popped right back in was all they needed to do, now your shoulder is swollen, your blood busy on healing that certain area which left you light-headed and extremely exhausted.

it was rare that you and your boyfriend were put on the field at the same time. though, he works in a different division under the government. his job was similar to yours, keep the bioterrorists from spreading, investigate the area, eliminate anything infected, and report back to the higher-ups what you found in extreme detail.

you haven’t had time to sit down and spend a full night with your boyfriend in over a month. it was like the minute one of you got home the other had to leave, whether it was for a meeting, a mission, or just to be in the office as backup.

it was a constant cycle. you went home to sleep and awoke to go to work. it was on the clockwork. the minute you got a call, there was no ‘five more minutes’ or ‘i’ll just call out’. you had to get up and go or else lives would be lost.

it’s a cruel world you lived in, one that many many people weren’t aware of.

you smelt of blood, shit, and piss. your hair was oily and frizzy, it hurt to breathe, you could still taste the ash in your mouth, and gunpowder had made its way underneath your nails.

you couldn’t wait to get home; to your bed, to food, to safety, to peace. you couldn’t wait to get home to your boyfriend, the love of your life.

you couldn’t wait to cuddle into his warm arms and press your skin against his. he was your home, your escape from all the piss and shit in the world. he was your comfort, his embrace was like a barrier to you and the only person who protected you when you weren’t protecting yourself.

you could let your guard down around him. you could sink into him and cry, you could cry and sob in his arms and all he did was comfort you.

Leon was everything you wanted in a man, not only is he the most handsome man you’ve ever laid eyes on, but he was also such a great partner. he is caring and sweet, he’s structured, intuitive, and organized, he’s dedicated to his work and getting the job done and well he has humor.

he’s a bit sarcastic and cocky at times but all it does is make you laugh.

he’s intelligent, coordinated, and a great observer.

you truly believe you fell in love with him because of how he is on the field. the one time you two coincidentally ended up on the same terrain at the same time and when you truly got to see him at his full potential is when you knew you were falling for your coworker, basically.

he was quick. his eyes constantly moving, taking hints and notes of every movement around him. he was able to observe and analyze, which is why you couldn’t hide anything from him.

he knew what was wrong with you from one glance. he could read you like a book. he could see the pain, the sadness, the hurt. it got even worse as your relationship grew.

he took note of your behaviors and your words, what you did and said when you were upset. even the tone of your voice. you couldn’t lie to him, you were forced to communicate with him because he wouldn’t leave you alone until you told him what was wrong.

that’s why you love him. there were so many other reasons. you could go on a tangent as to how and why you fell in love with the D.S.O’s golden boy.

you turned the radio down as you pulled into your neighborhood, your fingertips itching to reach home.

it was late and quiet. the sky was clear and deep indigo color, letting the stars gleam to their full potential. the moon was full and you could see every crater from where you sat in the driver's seat.

the streets were lit up with the moonlight, a blue hue casting down onto the sidewalk and the roofs of the houses.

no one was awake, not even the stray cats, it was still and silent.

as soon as you pulled into your driveway, you could care less about how you parked and whether the car alarm was on or not. you stumbled out of your car heels in hand and made your way towards your door.

to your luck, just a few steps, the sound of a puttering motor was heard down the street. you knew that sound anywhere. who else would be zooming down the street loudly this late at night?

you couldn’t help the smile that arose on your cheeks as you turned to see your boyfriend just turning onto your block.

of course, he had no helmet on. even after telling him multiple times to wear one. he always shrugged it off and said he was fine. though you were always worried, there’s been many many times that he’s crashed and destroyed his previous bikes.

you were scared that one day it’ll be his head next.

his deep brown hair was whipping in the wind, his eyebrows furrowed to keep himself from falling asleep and he was gripping the handlebars with pure impatience. he needed to get home.

once he caught eye of your car and then your figure standing in the dark cold night, he couldn’t help but go faster. the sight of you eased every muscle in his body.

he needed to get to you and make sure you were okay. he was glad to see you standing on your two feet, home, and safe.

though you were wearing a thin white button-up, the sleeves rolled up and some buttons undone. in this shirt, you could move easily in and even though he loved the way it clung to your figure, he also wished you wore something warmer.

he’s told you many times to wear something thicker that way you didn’t come home sick. but you insisted on wearing something that gave you easy mobility.

guess you’re both stubborn.

there you were, standing with a hazy smile on your lips, holding your shoulder and slowly dragging yourself towards the end of the driveway to meet him.

he carefully pulled into the driveway and next to you. his heart filled with warmth as he got a faint whiff of your perfume. he put his kickstand down as he put a stop to the engine.

he couldn’t wait to hold you and kiss you. he could tell from the look on your face and the way you were carrying yourself, you were exhausted.

your body practically slumped into his and a heavy sigh left your lips. he ran his hand up and down your back and lifted you onto his lap, being weary of your legs making sure they wouldn’t burn on the pipes.

you wrapped your arms around him and went weak in his embrace. god, you needed this. you missed being held by him.

he guided your legs around his waist, rubbing his gloved palm up and down the skin of your thigh soothingly. no words needed to be exchanged as he lifted both of you up and off the motorcycle and over towards the front door.

you were glued to him, holding him tightly as he carried you up the porch steps. you nuzzled yourself further into the crook of his neck and took a deep breath of his cologne. it was such a comforting smell.

warm cedarwood, fresh pine, and hints of sweet vanilla. his shampoo smelt fresh like mint along with the scent of his gel and sweat.

one arm held you close to him while the other worked on getting the door open once he stepped inside, you hauled yourself onto him and the tip of your toes. you kept your hands on his shoulders, roughly massaging his tense muscles, ignoring your pain, and looking into his eyes.

bloodshot and glossy with heavy bags. he melted into your touch, eyes fluttering shut and a sigh leaving his lips. both of you had a long long day.

there were no words that needed to be exchanged, you walked backward as he walked towards you. your hands went from his shoulders to his zipper. slowly undoing his leather jacket until you could see his plain navy blue t-shirt underneath.

he shrugged his jacket off letting it fall at his feet. as you took a step backward onto the stairs, he wrapped his arms around your waist and brought you close to him.

he nuzzled his face into your chest, placing soft kisses on your skin. his hands traveled up and down your back, feeling at your figure. your shoulder blades, your spinal groove, the curve of your ass. he just wanted to feel you.

he caught the way you winced as he squeezed you closer to him and he loosened his hold on you.

no one knows how much he missed you, how much he missed holding you, and the feel of your skin against his. he was glad he got home when did, if not, you would probably already be asleep.

he looked up at you, his chin buried in your cleavage. you brought your nose to his, nuzzling them together and sucking in a deep breath from your nose. god, you missed him.

you brought your lips to his in a deep and passionate kiss, spilling all the words in your heart to him, all the lonely late night and all the bad days, all the words you never got to say while he was gone, and all the words you wished to say.

his hands traveled from your back, around to your stomach, and up toward the buttons of your shirt. he slowly began unbuttoning each one, he wasn’t in any rush and he wasn’t undressing you out of lust, he just wanted to feel you.

he swiped his tongue across your bottom lip, begging you to pry your mouth open so he could taste you. your legs went weak at the feeling of his warm tongue against yours and his hands slowly peeling your shirt off of your skin.

he threw it somewhere onto the steps, keeping his mouth on yours as he took a step forwards which further urged you to continue up the stairs.

you two slowly undressed each other as you made your way to the bathroom, neither of you daring to pull away from your kiss.

by the time you two got to the bathroom, he was left in his boxers and you were left in your underwear. your arms were wrapped around him, your body pressing closer and closer to his. he was all yours tonight, there were no missions or meetings or phone calls.

it was just you and him.

you turned around briefly, leaving his lips with a wet smack, bending over into the bathtub, and then turning the faucet on. the sound of water pouring into the bath drowned out the sound of heavy pants.

you shut the drain and reached for the jasmine bubble mixture sitting on the side of the tub. meanwhile, he was busy walking up behind you and rubbing up and down your sides. you stood up straight, leaning into his touch as you poured bubbles into the warm water.

he brought his head down onto your shoulder, kissing your bruised skin before slowly making his way up your neck and to your ear. his arms wrapped around you once again, pulling your back closer to his chest.

“missed you,” he whispered into your ear, playing with the hem of your panties.

“i missed you more,” you sighed out blissfully as you turned around to face him.

in a split second, your lips were on his again, teeth clashing and tongues morphing together. he worked you out of your panties as you worked him out of his boxers. his hands found their way under the purchase of your ass, giving your cheek a nice slap — prompting you to jump.

so you did, wrapping your legs around his torso and locking your ankles together. he stepped into the tub, the bubbles tickling his skin and the warm water soothing his sore muscles.

he slowly sat down in the water, more focused on keeping up with your pace. he could tell how much you missed him, you were kissing him without pulling away for a breath and you were clinging onto him like a koala would do with its mother.

your bodies were slowly succumbed by the soapy water, the smell of jasmine in the air, and the sound of smacking lips echoing off the walls. his hands traveled up your back, one hand working on splashing your back with water, rubbing the soap into your skin, and massaging your spine. the other hand worked on holding the back of your neck, keeping your lips pressed to his.

your fingers tangled themselves into his hair, scratching and rubbing at his scalp which earned you a satisfied moan. he pulled away briefly, throwing his head back and against the back of the tub.

you lifted yourself off of his lap and turned around to shut off the water. the water shut off with a squeak, a few stray drops escaping into the heap of bubbles and then there was silence. you leaned back against his chest, the water and bubbles covering your chest and ticking your chin.

he let his heavy arms come over your unwounded shoulder, his hands searching for yours in the water and eventually he found them. slowly gathering each of your fingers and intertwining them with yours.

you leaned your head back against his chest, shutting your eyes and letting out a sigh. you could hear the water sploosh and splash as he reached over for the washcloth at his side. he dipped it into the water, soaking it with the soapy water before lifting your arm.

he brought the warm cloth to your arm, continuing to place kisses on your shoulder and he washed your skin. he gently lathered the soap into your skin, even if he was exhausted he was never tired to help you.

he continued to lather your body, wiping away at the sweat and grime, kissing at the cuts, and whispering sweet nothings in your ear. his breath was hot and heavy, his words were like lullabies and his voice was like a drug.

you sank further into him, close to passing out until you remembered you needed to wash him too. you reached for a spare cloth, copying his actions and dipping it into the water. you turned to face him, straddling his lap and sitting on his thighs.

you placed a lazy kiss onto his lips bringing the cloth to his neck. you lathered at his shoulders while he lathered your back. your bodies stayed pressed together, not a single inch of space between you two.

he pressed kisses to your collarbone, not wanting to leave your embrace for a second, his body chased yours when you leaned away, his lips stayed on your skin and his eyes glued to yours.

it was moments like this you treasured the most. skin to skin and nothing but love. slow tender touches and silence. you two could be comfortable with each other without saying a word, every touch and every kiss spoke for itself.

the water had slowly become less warm, now murky from the dirt and grime that had stuck to your skin. he reached for the drain, unplugging it and letting the murky water drain.

both of you stood up at the same time, supporting each other as you stood to your feet. Leon turned on the faucet and switched the water to the shower head. you loved baths but everyone knew marinating in your bath water wasn’t ideally hygienic.

so, for the next twenty minutes you and Leon sat under the running water and at this point, the weariness was getting to you both. your eyelids felt heavy and your body was ready to shut down. a yawn left your lips and you leaned your head against Leon's chest.

“sleepy?”

you replied with a nod and he hummed, nuzzling his nose into your wet scalp and placing a kiss at your hairline. he wrapped one arm around your waist while the other reached to the faucet. he turned it off with a loud squeak.

silence filled the room, and only the stray droplets of water were heard. steam gathered at the roof, heavy with the scent of jasmine and citrus. you stepped out of the shower, your boyfriend not too far behind. he reached for your towel, fluffing it out in his hands before turning to you.

your arms were crossed over your chest, your teeth clattering and your shoulders bouncing up and down. he chuckled a bit, he found it cute.

he pressed the towel to your cheeks, squishing them together and intently puckering your lips for him to bend down and place a warm kiss on your lips. he continued drying you off, pressing the warm towel into your body until your skin was completely dry.

he scrunched at the ends of your hair, catching any stray droplets that fell onto your skin. meanwhile, he was pressing kisses to your face.

on your eyelids and brows, to the cold tip of your nose, to your soft cheeks, your chin, and the tips of your ears. he treasured every inch of you and his lips on your skin only lulled you deeper into a daze. you wanted to sleep so bad.

but you couldn’t leave him wet and cold. you reached for another spare towel, doing the same, squishing his cheeks and bringing your lips to his. he couldn’t help but smile against your lips, wrapping the towel around your neck and tugging you closer.

his lips moved against yours in perfect sync, he knew what you liked - a slow and passionate pace. he sucked at your tongue, moaning at your minty taste. he had you backed up into the wall, hands at your hips pressing you closer against his half-hard cock.

his lips left your tongue and then his teeth went to pull at your bottom lip. he knew exactly how to get you riled up. if you weren’t so tired, you would’ve fucked him so so long ago.

“let’s get you to bed, hun.” he hummed, you nodded in agreement, wrapping the towel over his wet hair like a hoodie and tugging at each side to pull him back towards your lips. you left a quick kiss on his lips before turning to leave the bathroom.

your bed was the same way as you left it. undone with blankets and pillows thrown everywhere. you didn’t care to get dressed, you needed to sleep naked, damp and all.

you slid into bed, your limbs completely giving out on trying to carry your weight. Leon watched you slump into bed, he wasn’t so far behind. he crawled in after you, chasing the warmth of your body.

you both got situated under the covers, rubbing each other's legs against one another - his hairy ones and your smooth ones. you couldn’t help but chuckle at the feeling. your bed was warm and soft and his arm draped over your side was heavy and secure.

you were at home. this is what you missed the most. him. even if you were sleeping on the cold streets as long as you had Leon, it was home.

home for you was wherever he was.

you nuzzled yourself into his chest, moaning comfortably as you entangled your legs further with his. your left thigh onto top of his and then your right on top of his other. he held the back of your head securely against his chest, massaging your scalp with the pads of his fingers.

you shivered, it was that feeling when you were so comfortable and so soothed to the point you just quivered. a small laugh erupted from his chest and then his lips found your forehead.

“get some rest, hun,” he whispered to you deeply. his command for you to fall asleep was like a switch. your body felt heavier as if it was sinking into the mattress, you couldn’t move even if you wanted to. your body was slowly succumbing into a deep sleep.

Leon waited for your heavy breaths to begin, he continued massaging your scalp and peppering kisses onto your skin. he wanted to wait to fall asleep, he finally has you in his arms after a very very long week. he isn’t going to waste a second.

he took a moment to admire your sleeping state, cheek squished against his bicep, damp hair splayed out onto the pillow above you, and lips agape. you sucked in deep heavy breaths, your chest pressing against his with every inhale, then falling with a light snore.

he tucked some of your hair behind your ear, away from sticking to your cheek. he ran his thumb over your eyebrow then over your lashes, careful not to bother your sleep. though, he was sure if the house collapsed you wouldn’t even budge.

your eyelids fluttered at his touch, your lashes tickling your cheek as you did so. he placed one last final kiss on your nose before turning away to yawn.

he rested his head back down against the pillow, further nuzzling himself against your naked body.

his limbs were becoming heavy. his eyes fluttering shut and the last thing he saw before he fell asleep was you.

the beautiful face that he would later wake up to. though for now, he’ll dream of you and what the future holds for you two. he’ll dream of a happy life with you away from the city, a dog or cat, children, and the weight of a ring on both of your fingers.

he’ll dream of your warm smile and your voice, your touch and your love. he’ll dream and dream until he has to wake up to reality. but at least that reality was with you by his side.

(divder cred to @saradika,, pics from pinterest)

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“ Is it that sweet ? i guess so “

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ESPRESSO

re4r! leon s. kennedy x agent!reader

cw - nsfw ( MDNI ) , minor deaths , blood/spit

up blood , touch starved leon, hair pulling ,

fem! reader, exhibitionism , both parties are

consenting . no use of y / n

this is my first fanfic so please let me know

on how i did , my love <3

word counter - 10k

BANG !

a loud noise that permeated throughout the hallways of the abandoned and worn down factory on the island that him and his assigned partner were on but he was currently in another room — looking for his things because when he got knocked out and someone or something stole his gear so he was defenseless for now but not entirely .

stumbling in front of the mysterious woman , the plaga infected villager before turning around and yelling out curse words in spanish before multiple rounds of shots began firing at the villager to make sure they wouldn’t be standing for very long . the villager ended up on the ground but it looked up at her with its piercing red eyes with the dark colored veins that were prominent within its eyes and it was met with a bullet to the head , its blood splattering everywhere amongst the dirt ground of the village outpost . the woman looked at the dead body as it squirmed and writhed underneath the heel of her shoe and she heard a plethora of squeals and squelches that came from the dead villager body and saw multiple tiny tendrils come out from the crevice of its neck .

disgusted , she brought out her combat knife that was custom made to her likeness and she brought the knife to the tendril that was seeping out through the crevice of the once dead villager who now was about to have its head explode but she managed to kill it in time . standing upright and dusting the imaginary dust that happened to be on her pants and looked at the body before averting her gaze back upright in the decrepit hallways of the castle of ramón salazar , the worshipper of lord saddler , the creator of los illuminados .

footsteps now emitting in the background as they began to do a subtle shuffle against the factory grounds with shards of glass crunching underneath the boot of the mysterious person behind the woman , turning her head to look at him from the corner to see on whom it was but it was nobody than the person that she was assigned to help on the mission to retrieve the president ‘s daughter from the sinister cult ‘s grasp .

leon s. kennedy .

the blonde haired man looked down at the villager before it was reduced to nothing but a thick black smoke and it disappeared into nothingness and he looked at the woman right next to him . you . one of the other assigned dso agents that were supposed to help him in his rescue mission , asked by the president himself to have him and you rescue ashley graham , his daughter that happened to be kidnapped by the cult and brought back to spain on one of the remote islands . you take a quick glance to gaze straight forward before stepping first , the soles of your combat boots crunched above the broken shards of glass and made squishes and splats with the small water puddles that were within the factory grounds .

the other dso agent tilted his head upright , his blonde locks now resting against his forehead and his lips pursed into a thin line — the man pressed forward and following in suit after you as you two turn a corner , something caught his eye .

his gear but his jacket wasn’t to be seen so he deemed that one of the villagers had stolen it in the process when he was in the other room with the other guy that happened to let him out of the chains after he ran off . leon raised his leather fingerless gloved hand to his temples before rubbing them subtly — mostly out of slight impatience and irritation due to one of his personal favorite jackets were stolen but he quickly brought himself back together quickly before she could notice that he was slightly irritated and he brought himself back together with the same poker face that was mistaken by everyone that he was already mad .

leon saw the door that was holding his stuff captive , he furrowed his eyebrows and tried to maneuver the door but it became fruitless . he looked around to see if there was another way until he heard a whistle calling his attention and he looked in the direction that the whistle called to get his attention , you happened to stand in another part of the factory that had broken walls and rusted metal pipes sticking out from the broken off walls of the factory . in different corners stood in idle were barrel debris that were previously smashed in by you and grabbed the handgun ammunition from the barrels that only gave her 10 — which would do you good for now until you meet back up with the merchant to see if there was any bullets that he had in stock .

leon followed in pursuit and he made his way around the barriers that had rusted pipes sticking out precariously . once the two assigned dso agents made it around to the other side of the room that held his utility belt captive along with his gun and harnesses , he noticed a yellow wheel crank that was attached to the other door and thought that it could be used to open the other side of the door . leon took a quick glimpse at his things before turning the wheel in clockwise motion while the door was lifting up . once he stopped , thinking that it’ll stay opened — the door started to slowly drop down but he couldn’t take chances so he looked at you , who was scanning out the area of the room that you two were in and he whistled you over .

“ hey , can you hold the wheel so i can rush back and get my things ? “ he asked , the tones within his voice seemed to be a bit gruff but it was just how he normally talked so it wasn’t something new to react about . you looked at the wheel before giving a silent nod and walked over to the blondet and took a hold of the wheel , your hands subtly brushing up against his own gloved hand before he had time to pull away as you turned your attention to the wheel before looking at him through the corner of your eye and giving him a subtle nod in silence .

“ i’ll hold this while you go get your things , don’t worry . i got it over here if any villagers come up . “ you spoke , holding the wheel in place so the door wouldn’t slowly descend and blocking leon ‘s chances to get his utility belt back from inside of the room . the blondet gave a small nod , knowing that you got it from the other side and he turned on his heel and walked back towards the room , stepping over shards of glass and he took a subtle glance at you from the corner of his eye in a quick glance because he didn’t want you to see that he was staring at you and he averted his icy blue eyes towards his fingerless gloved hand and looked at it for a moment .

‘ her skin is soft .. ‘ he thought to himself , his mind wondering if it was just your hand that was soft and his thoughts began to process things a tiny bit further before he blinked out of his thoughts before they turned against him and started to show suggestive imagery . “ hey — kennedy , we don’t got all day and we got to rescue ashley . “ you exclaimed from the other side of the room that held his things captive for now because you continued to hold the wheel crank so the door didn’t descend back into its original place . leon furrowed his eyebrows slightly and gave them an eye roll to take a glance at a corner of the ruined factory — green herb was sitting on top of crates , juxtaposed upright and a subtle wind through the cracks of the opened walls of the abandoned factory made its leaves shake and do a subtle dance .

the blondet went over and grabbed the herb and stuffed it into his pockets , soon would be crafting a mix of his red herb that he kept on pockets because his luck whenever it came to red herb instead of the other two colors were more common than he’d thought that he’d been . coming into the room , he grabbed his utility belt that held all of his items and heard a small click from the belt emitting a soft noise that was able to be heard because of how eerily quiet the factory was — it was quiet that you can possibly heard the little scurries of rats moving along or a subtle breeze of the wind coming into the broken walls of the factory .

seeing that leon made it into the room , you released the yellow crank wheel that brought the door down slowly and brought your hands together and brushed them off and watched the man put his utility belt around his waist . “ you should be able to get through now , leon . “ you spoke and turned around , checking how much ammunition you had left from killing the villager that was reduced to black smoke from minutes ago as your locks draped and hung in mid air, framing your face before you swipe your revolver to the side , the barrel forcing its way back into the gun and your eyebrows knitted together before stuffing your hands into your pants , pulling out a fresh box of handgun ammunition .

hearing the subtle clinks of the bullets being inserted into the chamber , leon adjusted his belt and opened the steel bar door and pressed forward with you following in suit . the smell of rust , blood , decay and other unknown things were evident within the abandoned factory on the island that you and leon were told that ashley graham or code name — “ baby eagle “ was on this island and in a church somewhere but until then — you had to pass by some landmarks so it was memorable , at least . the subtle crunch of glass and the squelching of crimson colored blood was made underneath the soles of your combat boots and leon ‘s shoes as to make the atmosphere seem less tense with unsettling noises — but hey ! what do you got to lose ?

as the two of you made your way out of the exit of the abandoned factory , the mysterious man who had a black cloak but a dark forest green bandana that was covering most of his face except for his eyes and right next to him seemed to be an old fashioned type writer with a black stand up torch with a mesmerizing purple flame that emitted some light around its edges and shone down some lights that danced along with the sparkles of the colored fire as the sound created a satisfying crackle .

“ let’s do some business , ey ? “ the mysterious cloaked man asked and stood with a wooden desk table in front of him with a faded crimson and gold designed table cloth and an old fashioned table lamp as he placed his fingerless gloved hands amongst the table and stared at the both of you two , opening his cloak to show a litter of deadly firearms , ammunition , resources and first aid spray along with some guns that were hiding underneath the cloak and the man stuffs his cloak back to its original state before staring at the two of you . you quirked an eyebrow before shoving your handgun into your gun holster and brought out the amount of peseta ‘s that you’ve managed to find — 15 , 000 peseta ‘s in a small pleather pouch and the man looked at you with a subtle hint of amusement .

“ why don’t you take a look at that ? i got some good things on sale for you two , strangers . “ he spoke , his voice with the hints of gruffness through the dark forest green bandana that was precariously wrapped around his face besides his eyes and patiently waited to see if you were wanting to sell , trade with spinels or buy anything from what he has in stock but in the long run — you ended up buying more gunpowder and resources to make your handgun ammuntion and a few bottles of first aid spray — giving some to leon because he wasn’t sure if he picked up any peseta ‘s on the way to the merchant ‘s little temporary store and with whatever of the peseta ‘s you had left , you ended up giving them to leon so he can repair his combat knife .

after having a temporary stop at the merchant ‘s stand , you and leon turned to see a gate that needed a key to get it open , much to your dismay . out of the corner of your eye — you notice a crate that was poorly painted with reflective yellow paint and your curiosity got the best of you , walking over and avoiding the giant heaps of old and damaged wood planks with concrete debris getting mixed up within the giant heaps , lifted the sole of your boot and kicked it , out came dropping a small bag of peseta ‘s . kneeling down and picking them up , you avert your gaze to the blondet who seemed to stare down the way and noticed a wooden gate . doing a subtle jog to catch up to the other agent , the two of you walked up to it after previously defeating a tendril infested villager who was welding an axe . you brought your pistol back into the holster and was about to open the doors until leon beat you to it .

pressing with the palms of his leather fingerless gloves and leaning forward to open the doors , subtle grunts were audible and you maneuvered past him . “ such a gentleman . “ you spoke with your head turned to look at him but not entirely and staring to catch a glimpse of him through the corner of your eye , the blondet rolled his icy blue eyes to another corner and pressed forward with you , him following in suit . seeing a plethora amount of wooden beams and huts on each side and some villagers held their flaming arrow cross bows in hand , not noticing you or leon coming into their place .

your eyebrows furrowed slightly and you went nearby leon and you looked at him through the corner of your eye with your lips pursed slightly , “ get ready — it looks as if they aren’t rolling out the red carpet for the both of us . “ you spoke and noticed handgun ammunition on a crate but it was grabbed by leon before you could’ve grabbed it — drawing out your pistol and your hand delicately placed on the wooden walls of the gorge where the villagers had built shacks and wooden platforms to support them within the safety of the gorge . leon drew out his pistol and saw a small amount of villagers , the two of you took a glance at each other before giving a subtle nod and stepping out from where you two were you previously were hiding to avoid their lurking gaze so you don’t get ambushed and possibly killed in action .

after multiple rounds of bullets and multiple splats of the tendrils that would’ve come out of their once alive bodies that were taken over to bounce back and try to see if they can kill you or leon off but it all went fruitless because him and you managed to kill off the last of the villagers that were attacking you and flying throwing axes at the two of you . you wipe the blood off of your mouth that managed to get on you after you used your own tactical knife that was custom designed to your liking . leon watched from the corner of his eye as his dirty blonde locks fell in front of his face for a few moments and he raised his head up .

remaining silent, the dirty blonde haired man opened his barrels of his handgun only to notice that he’s slowly running out and the cloaked mysterious man who was generous enough to sell you things and new guns didn’t seem to be anywhere near in sight so he’s going to have to go on a manhunt for gunpowder and resources if he wants more handgun ammunition for his gun . leon turned to look at you and he decided to clear the air and started speaking , “ find the hexagonal key . “ he spoke gruffly and began searching through the wooden huts that stood amongst the wooden bridges and ground within the gorge . you watched him disappear into one of the houses until he was further in .

turning your back , you carefully walk across one of the wooden bridges that seem to be steady with how many dead villager bodies were precariously strewn across it because of how many bullets were going through their skin, piercing their flesh as some blood splatters manage to make it onto your cheek . you take notice of this and bring your fist up and wipe it — smudging it within the process but hey . at least it’s off for now so you don’t have to worry about the president’s daughter becoming scared if you were going to turn into one of them .

examining one of the houses on an upper level , you walk in and find two barrels with reflective yellow paint that was poorly painted and set in juxtaposed . you take notice of the miniature log cabin and you bring your foot up and smash the barrels together , watching them crumble to the ground and out pops handgun ammunition and small sacks of gunpowder . within the other log hut , leon wasn’t so lucky when it comes to herbs or resources — he mostly had found gunpowder or red herbs and very few green herbs but he was stuck in thought and he was staring at his gloved hand and where his calloused hands grasped over yours gently back in the abandoned factory and at how soft your hands were and his eyebrows seemed to furrow in subtle frustration . he couldn’t get over the subtle touch of your hand and it led to him wanting more .

shaking his head in one movement to the side , he grumbled incoherent cuss words underneath his breath but he looked in front of him on the small white vanity that had paint chipping in all the places and making it collect dust in front of him that had a green herb in front of him and a singular bag of small resources , sitting juxtaposed atop the white paint chipped vanity in front of him . he grabbed them and used his red herb he previously found and made a mixed herb and stuffed it into one of his cargo pant pockets . leon looked around for a moment to gather his surroundings to see if there was anything he needed to collect before he left the house .

unfortunately for him , there wasn’t much left except for the plaga symbol drawn in a deep shade of red with a blue medallion hanging in mid air with a gold plaga symbol in the middle . leon brought his gun up but it already shattered before he could shoot it , quirking an eyebrow as he turned around to see you stuffing your gun into your gun holster . leon eyed you up and down for a quick moment and he shoved his gun back into his holster . “ mind telling me next time that your gonna try and shoot me ? “ he quipped in a gruff tone, you rolled your eyes to the side . “ you were taking too long to shoot at a medallion that was in your eye sight already now cmon i’ve managed to find the key that we need for the gate that’s nearby the abandoned factory . “ was all you had spoken to him and you began taking your leave out of the log hut .

leon watched you walk out of the log hut and he hesitated but he was about to reach his hand out to grab yours but you walked out before he could have the chance to . reluctantly , he followed out of the log hut and he watched you climb down a ladder and dropping down the rest of the way there as he grabbed onto the ladder and slid down it with his boots touching the edges of the ladder as he slid before jumping off at the last few steps on it , landing safely as he looked at you with a nod of approval . the two of you traversed through the terrain of the gorge and pushed back towards the abandoned factory so you can insert the hexagonal shaped key in the hole and you can pursue on the mission to find the president’s daughter , ashley graham . the air began to go crisp as a subtle wind began to blow , your locks were being blown with the wind in the direction but only a small amount of them .

leon ‘s dirty blonde locks also blew within the wind as the two of you began trailing towards the abandoned factory after visiting the gorge to find the key for the gate . once the two of you made it back , the cloaked man with the purple lit torch was nearby and he looked at the two of you .

“ well , well . “ he spoke gruffly , “ welcome back , strangers ! got many good things on sale and it looks like you’ve finished a request , well done you two . “ he spoke enthusiastically even with his gruff and hoarse tone beneath the surface of his bandana wrapped around his nose and mouth . you looked at leon for a moment before stepping up to the merchant , with a good amount of peseta ‘s and things to sell to him from what you’ve found at the gorge and in return , both you and leon got a good amount of beautiful , shiny pink spinel that dazzled within the suns rays as you looked at it for a moment — her reflection casting in the gemstone ‘s pink exterior and a hint of sunlight shone on the pink spinel as she raised it up in the air to make sure that it was real .

luckily enough for you though , it was a real spinel . you and leon split the reward down by the two of you— since leon had gotten the most of the blue medallions, you gave him four while you kept the three pink spinels . while you were busy with the merchant and looking through his wares and items that he had , leon was distracted by looking at the gate but then he looked at the key then your hand . your soft and gentle touch meant everything to the man , unbeknownst to him . leon was a touch starved man ever since he went to raccoon city . he craved for others touch and he wouldn’t acknowledge it unless someone ‘s hand or arm accidentally would brush up against him then he’d consistently chase after that feeling again— longing for that same touch until he gets satisfied then he leaves .

but when it comes to you— you were mostly too into the mission because the president had asked you and leon personally to find and retrieve his daughter from one of the vacant islands on the coast of spain where a sinister cult by the name of los illuminados had kidnapped her and planned on using their “gift” to infect her and have control over the united states . leon was lost in thought and he couldn’t hear the sounds of your voice and the merchant ‘s calling out to him as it was all a blur , like he was tuning out everything to make him feel better . “ Leon ! “ you called out slightly louder as you stood in front of him and it seemed to click that you were calling out to him as he blinked and looked back at her . “ what “ he spoke gruffly, leon didn’t register that he was zoning out for a few moments but the merchant in front of the two of you quirked an eyebrow , “ are you alright , mate ? “ the merchant questioned and leon gave a quick nod. you remained silent and you stared at him for a moment but you ended dropping it .

throughout walking amongst the dirt grounds of the village and the abandoned factory, leon inserted the hexagonal shaped key and cranked it while the gates opened slowly— after he did just that , it was your turn and you pushed open the door and saw more factory rubble laying amongst in corners and some in the way but they weren’t too big and pillars that were broken at the top that had rusted pipes sticking out of it as the two of you progressed through , killing every villager you’ve managed to spot and within the distance— there stood two barrels that were poorly painted with the same yellow reflective paint, sitting juxtaposed in a corner and it was your turn to break them . lifting up the sole of her shoe — she smashed the both of them with one quick hit and fragments dropped down and scattered around where she busted the barrels and green herbs and peseta’s came out of it .

leon heard the sound of the barrels being busted and he turned to look at you , seeing that they were now broken and it made him wonder about you and him once you two get out of here safely with ashley graham and heading back to the united states . would you like to hang out afterwards ? would you like to probably hang out eventually more often than just one hang out ? maybe even a relationship? the questions remained unanswered and unasked for now because he didn’t know if you also thought of him like that . but boy , was he wrong .

you knew that when it came to missions, you were serious and determined because you didn’t want anything to bother you when your on dangerous missions such as this because of the sinister cult with its members currently hunting you and leon down at every chance they spot you , but outside of the missions and outside of headquarters if they decide to be nice to you and give you a few weeks off so you can prepare for the next mission— you were more sociable and showed more emotion unlike you when it came to being in missions . you and leon adamantly pressed forward in search of ashley graham but you were now told that she was residing within a church that you needed to find a key for because ganados had hid it across the lake .

After finding three gas cans filled with gas liquid for the motor boat that was near the wooden docks, you and leon made it back to the boat— it looked like a piece of shit but it’ll do for now . getting in the boat, you sat at the front of it and looked to your right to see a finite number of spears and it made you look out into the large body of water , you saw a small ripple underneath the brown murky water and that caught your eye but you couldn’t make it out on what it was but what caught you off guard was the sudden jumping of a motor and you rapidly turned around to see leon trying to jump start by pulling it out and watching it go back into the motor as he banged it slightly, doing the same motion again until it started to kick up into high gear with the gas running through its motors before using the motorboat and running out into the large body of water .

“ hmm .. how romantic of you to take me out on a boat ride , ‘eh leon ? “ she asked , a slight tease was laced within her voice and you leaned your elbows on your kneecaps and leon rolled his eyes but he gave a dry chuckle, “ very . “ he spoke with a one liner , you held your same smirk but it quickly dropped once you felt the water ripple underneath you with large waves coming through, almost getting into the motorboat and you turned around to see if there was anything in the water . what seemed like a few minutes , a large roar emitted from the water and out came a large sea monster and your eyes widened slightly but you looked at the spears and grabbed them , you turned to look at leon, “ i’ll hit and you steer! “ was all you said and once the monster popped out of the water, you threw a spear at it which subconsciously was attached to the boat without you or leon knowing until you saw a line being attached to one of it. all of a sudden, the motorboat jerked and it followed where the sea monster was going.

being almost thrown off the boat, you landed against leon’s chest, landing with a harsh grunt and a grit of your teeth as you looked up at leon who did the same thing that you did. steadying your posture and trying to make your way by returning to the front of the boat so you can but leon grabbed you and held you tight as the boat jerked to the side, following the sea monster was swimming rather rapidly. your back was pressed up against his chest and it only got worse as it followed the monster within the lake or .. the name that was on the wooden sign when you two passed it labeled lago from earlier . you managed to get your grip and you got away from leon ‘s chest and made your way to the front, making sure to stand completely still whenever the boat turned into a different direction when it was jerked to the side .

standing your ground and raising a spear, you waited til the monster would’ve been out of the water before you’d hit him entirely . after what had deemed to be like half an hour and being jerked to the side and almost hitting trees that happened to spawn immediately out of the water and protrude its dead tree branches out and with leon managing to steer the boat out of the way so you two wouldn’t get hit and the motor boat wouldn’t have broken apart , the monster managed to sink to the bottom with a plethora amount of sharp spears protruding from the confines of its skin that you aimed and shot at the monster— crimson red color then started to come out from the bottom of the lake . you thought it was over until you felt a strong taste of iron at the back of your throat, you scramble up to your feet and peer over at the side of the boat and cough up blood, spitting it up and coughing as blood mixed with saliva drips down to your chin and you look at the palm of your hand— seeing blood on the palm of your hand . you didn’t have any energy left but you guessed leon didn’t either because he did the same thing that you did and the both of you passed out on the boat , feeling nothing but subtle and gentle rocking of the water .

after what seemed like an hour— you stirred awake, regaining consciousness and remembering that you passed out on the boat, feeling a rush of a headache and feeling a small taste of iron from the blood you spit up, you groaned and sat up . feeling a body semi on top of you that only made you propped up on your elbows and you saw leon’s body that was laying haphazardly on top of you as he still remained unconscious . you look at his features for a moment and hear his soft and subtle breathing , taking in his features— she brushed a bit of his dirty blonde locks out of his eyes and she stared at him for a moment but when she saw him suddenly opening his eyes, she quickly pulled away her hand away from his dirty locks and looking out into the body of water . you narrowed your eyes and try to take a glimpse of your surroundings as leon mutters out a soft groan out in subtle pain because of the sudden sensation of coughing up blood and going unconscious because of the unknown , what exactly ? he doesn’t know why they coughed up blood but leon thought that it was from the jerking of the boat being pulled and how hard of sharp turns they did with the monster pulling the motorboat .

but you were thinking as to why you started acting like this— even though, you two were literally in the middle of the lake together. in a boat and you still needed to get back to the church so you can rescue the president ‘s daughter from the church and get this rescue mission done and over with so you can go back to your house / apartment and rest up til they decide to call you back for your next dangerous mission that’ll probably last days, weeks or even months— depending on how dangerous it is . leon rubbed his temples before getting up slightly and moving his hands unknowingly to the sides of your body with his free hand as to prop himself up before he went back to sitting down and steering the motor boat and try to find the key for the church gate—

“ uhhh.. leon? “

hearing your voice seemed to snap him out of his thoughts as he looked down at you, only to see that you were staring up at him but leon just stared right back at you as he eyed you up and down with his same furrowed eyebrow look— something was screaming at him to get off of you and apologize but.. there was another part of him that was telling him to have your gentle touch on his body again because he will never tell you but he was craving your touch again . leon just ignored your question and he just stared at you with his icy blue eyes, staring into your orbs as he made his eyes half lidded .

“ uhhh.. sorry for this suddenly.. there’s not really much space on the boat . “ he tried his best to play it off because he didn’t want to tell her the real reason as to why he’s on top of her .

you eyed him up and down while he was on top of you because you didn’t know if he was telling the truth or not but you tilted your head up and you instantly knew what was going on . there was differently more space but it was slightly limited because of the two wooden seats in the back and in the front but you averted your gaze back onto the dirty blonde haired man— you performed a smug expression written across her features . “ not enough space.. huh? “ she tilted his chin up to make him quit staring at her and avert his attention to how big the boat really was . leon subtly leaned into the touch of her fingers caressing his chin but he quickly snapped out of it as much as he could but he remained on top of you before looking around to see at how much room there was on the boat that was remaining still atop the body of water .

after removing her fingers from his chin, he flickered his blue orbs down to look at you for a quick moment before narrowing his eyes. “ do it again. “ he gruffly asked and you quirked an confused eyebrow but you realize what he meant and she brought her palm back up to his chin and gently caressed it , thumb brushing over his chin and she saw the slow close of his eyes , he leaned into her touch . if this man was a cat , he’d definitely be purring right now because of her soft and gentle touches that he was eating up so graciously and he eventually lowered himself down onto her body, getting in between your legs and stuffing his face into the crevice of her neck, smelling the subtle notes of your perfume and he wrapped his arms around your upper body . remaining stiff for a quick moment but she eventually wrapped her arms around his neck and back, drawing circles and other unknown shapes and words into the shirt of his back .

after realizing a few moments of a welcoming but subtly eerie silence have passed, you’ve come to realize that there was a small feeling of lips on the crook of your neck. you look at leon from the corners of your eyes and stare at him for a moment as he continues to pepper soft and gentle kisses to the flesh of your neck . since you two didn’t really have much of a label— it was just strictly colleagues who work for the same department . but in leon’s eyes, he saw you as someone who he thought he would possibly settle down with and maybe become even more than just “colleagues. “ but maybe as friends? no. way more than friends because you two were already familiar with each other , he knew your name and last name— where you mostly go to your favorite coffee shops because you would talk about them nonstop at how their coffee is .

peppering subtle kisses to the flesh of your neck, eventually leaning in closer to grab at your hand and cup his cheek while doing so , she stroked his cheek with her thumb and her breath became hitched as he began sucking on a sensitive spot on her neck but something within you clicked. you and leon were out in the middle of the lake . where ganados can see what your doing with binoculars . your cheeks began to flush and you look down at leon— trying to see if you can get him to stop .

“ leon— leon . you should stop because we’re in public.. and out in the middle of a lake where they would see us …“ you breathed out but he looked around from when he pulled away from the crevice of your neck as he looked down at you and he gave a dry but breathy chuckle that sounded like a soft tickle of the throat and he leaned down to your ear .

“ i guess we’re giving them a free show . “

was all he spoke before he returned to the safety of your neck, nuzzling in between your jawline and the crevice of your neck . he continued to leave subtle notes of hickeys and kisses on the skin of your neck, her breath starts to hitch with each soft hickey he created on your neck . you lifted your head up so he can gain more access to your neck , your cheeks had started to become flush because of the kisses and hickeys leon has started to create amongst your neck and placing them precariously in various different spots . remaining with the subtle hitching of your breath , you wrap your arms around him as to make an attempt to pull him closer into the crevice of your neck .

with your attempt, leon did the thing you were making an attempt to have him push further into the crevice of your neck as he kept your legs spread apart with him being in between them . after what seemed like a good few minutes, he pulled away from your neck and caught a glimpse of his work— your neck was covered in hickeys and kisses flushing from the underside of your jawline and down to your collarbone , some hickeys ranging in light shades of red while some of them ranged in a mauve color— heavily sucked . your cheeks remained flushed in color as you turned to look up at him as your eyes looked half lidded . leon gave a dry chuckle and he leaned back down but he stopped in place and kept his icy blue orbs on yours— like asking for consent because he didn’t want to continue unless you gave him consent .

you looked at him and nodded, giving him your consent but then you remembered that you two were still on a boat . within a lake . you shot your self up, almost hitting yourself heads against each other but he managed to pull away quickly before that would’ve happened out of quick instinct— leon quirked an eyebrow as he looked at you as to why you quickly sat up, you looked at him with a slight head tilt .

“ we can’t do it within the middle of the lake— can we at least go somewhere in private ? “ you ask, looking around for the nearest private place as leon followed your gaze to a nearby cave and he thought about it but sighed softly,

“ sure , let’s head over there . “ he spoke gruffly and sat near the engine of the boat .

within one of the wax filled caverns that had the detail as of melting wax and some altars were hidden in small dips within the cave — some villagers were watching over the giant altar itself with torches and pitchforks as to make a futile attempt to find the two agents that were sent to reclaim the president’s daughter before lord saddler infected her with las plagas and sent her back to infect the president and then infect the united states . within a small corner of the cave , subtle smacking noises were heard and noises of suckling were heard but with the sounds of cave noises and occasional noises outside of the cave from the lake and nature surrounding the area— it was blocked off thankfully .

you continued sucking leon ‘s dick and you remained on your knees , regardless of the rocky terrain of the cave but to your aide, there was a soft piece of rock from where you and leon stood that didn’t seem to be within the villager ‘s peripheral vision . as you continued to move your head up and down in a rotation position — leon emitted soft groans and breathy sighs as he watched you through half lidded eyes sucking him and very well , his lips occasionally parted to release soft groans that emitted from his throat as he placed his hands on the wax dripping covered wall , his fingerless gloved covered hands gripped on whatever he managed to grab so he didn’t have to grip on your locks and cause you discomfort and pain .

“ just like that .. your doing such a good job . “ he murmured softly with his gruff tone of voice and looked at you through half lidded eyes as he stared at you from above through his eyelashes . you responded well to praise and continued moving forward and backward before placing your hands on his black cargo pants covered thighs and gripping them slightly as you took him deeper into your throat . her locks were now sticking to her face from how humid the air was getting . your eyebrows knitted together as you proceeded and leon lets out a sharp breath before keeping his gaze on you while you take his dick in your mouth generously .

“ i’m almost there , just keep going a little bit longer . “ he muttered to you and one of his hands that were previously on the wall grasped at the back of your head gently, gripping some of your locks out of instinct because of how close he was getting to cumming down your throat .

feeling his gloved hand grip at your locks on the back of your head gently , you continued to move forward and backwards as your grip on his black cargo pants were starting to tighten . more audible noises of slurping and sucking were becoming evident within the space you two were sharing amongst each other and a thought was screaming at the back of your head, telling you two to be quiet because of potential villagers or ganados drawing in closer to you two so you didn’t want to get caught by them but the thrill of being caught was equally more exciting — even if it was by the plaga infected villagers .

“ i’m getting closer . “ he warned within his gruff voice and with him gripping onto your locks with the back of his hand slightly , he knew that he told himself to not push your head down because that’ll be rude to you but he couldn’t help himself , especially if you were sucking his dick like a champ . leon ‘s eyes fluttered closed and he leaned his head backwards , emitting more breathy moans and groans and making sure to keep the noise down because he didn’t want to catch the attention of wandering villagers nearby . his blonde locks strayed away from his face and tilted his head back , he bit down on his bottom lip before releasing it as he turned his head down to look at you and see how you were holding up while sucking his dick .

after what seemed about a few minutes of endless movements of moving your head forward and backwards along with sucking and slurping noises that were evident within the spot that you two were currently residing in . leon then lets out a sharp but shuttering breath as he brought the back of your head closer to the hilt of his dick and kept you still — feeling the warm feeling of his cum trickle down your throat , your hands grip tighter on his cargo pants . your eyes fluttered shut tightly and with him cumming down your throat made it hard to breathe but only slightly as you had to take heavy intakes of breathing through your nostrils . she eventually pulled off of his dick after slurping his cum down her throat and she swallowed what was left of it as leon began taking heavy breathing with his eyes shut closed but he opened them slightly to peer down at you through his eyelashes while his eyes remained half lidded .

with the deafening silence and the occasional sound of heavy breathing , leon brought you upwards so you can stand upright so you didn’t have the occasional feeling within your knees that you were about to give out because of the rough terrain of the rock , pebbles and cracks within the rocks and the occasional smooth feeling of the wax that was pressed up against your back . you looked at him and you felt him press up against you and he remained silent but you can tell what he was waiting for . all that it took was a simple nod and you brought your hands to your pants and already soaked panties , pooling them at the bottom of your ankles but leon was starting to get slightly impatient . he leaned his head down towards you as some of his dirty blonde locks dangled from the top of his head , the two of you were now touching foreheads and his eyes gazed upon your features but his eyes lingered a bit longer on your lips .

within the back of leon ‘s mind , something was screaming at him to kiss you but he was refraining unless you made the move first because he didn’t want to seem like the guy to be desperate for a kiss . you noticed his lingering gaze upon your lips . your soft and plush lips looked inviting to him but he remained still with his forehead touching against yours . his fingerless gloved hands were brought down to your hips and he used one of his hands and pushed your panties out of the way and he lined up his dick to your dripping pussy . you take a sharp breath as he just grinded up against your clit . he continued the teasing and the occasional grinding up against your clit , feeling the wetness emanating from your pussy .

with your breath hitching subtly , your cheeks began to flush more and you flutter your eyes closed , not explicitly saying it or admitting it but you were starting to get impatient with how much he’s been teasing you for what seemed like an antagonizing amount of time which felt like an eternity of endless faux thrusting to your pussy but leon ‘s cheeks began to flush slightly without turning into any color but he kept his head tilted down towards you, his forehead leaning against your own as his dirty blonde locks began to intertwine with yours and he eventually gave up on the teasing and he lined himself up and slowly inserted himself into your dripping pussy . with the slow but swift movement — with leon letting out a breathy groan as his eyes fluttered shut at the warm and comforting feeling of your pussy, you let out a shaky moan but that was quickly covered by leon ‘s fingerless gloved palm because he could’ve sworn he heard a noise and unfortunately for the two of you, he was right as he heard footsteps directly above . silently cursing at his but an idea popped into his head as he grabbed your hips while he was still inside of you and he turned to look at you .

“ jump . “ he asked you and you reopened your eyes to look at him through your half lidded eyes and obliged , jumping and he swiftly caught you as he wrapped your legs around his waist and pressed your back flush against the wax dripped hole that the two of you were in as he kept his hands holding up underneath your thighs and to provide additional strength , he saw a makeshift seat and he placed you down on the seat but just to be making sure that you didn’t slip off , he kept his hands wrapped underneath your thighs and he looked at you through his dirty blonde locks .

“ remember to be quiet , we don’t wanna get caught . “ he muttered before leaning his head into the crevice of your hickey covered neck and to your shoulder blade as to silence his groans and moans so none of the torch welding of pitchfork holding villagers would come in and try and kill them while they were like this . you let out a shaky breath but you kept your arms around leon and waited for him to move and get fully adjusted to his size since he was buried to the hilt inside of you . after feeling comfortable, you nodded while remaining your eyes closed but once leon saw your nod, he began to move forward and backwards in a rotating movement . leon silencing his soft and breathy groans to the crevice of your neck and you remained with your eyes but closed but you reopened them but only half way til they were half lidded and you kept one of your hands over your mouth to make sure as an added step into not getting caught by ganados .

with each movement he made inside of you, you released a shaky and breathy moan into the palm of your hand , making sure to keep your legs wrapped around his waist tightly but not too tight to the point it’ll cause him discomfort . leon kept moving in and out and making sure to hold you firmly in place and the soft subtle noises of skin slapping was evident within the hole you two were residing in for now . leon continued thrusting inside of you while his hot breath was emanating from his nostrils and gently caressing the skin of your neck . you shiver at the contact but you kept the palm of your hand around your mouth to keep your moans and whimpers at bay so the wandering villagers nearby .

leon ‘s breath started to become more hoarse and he started to make his thrusts more quicker , making sure to keep his fingerless gloved hands around your thighs and waist so you didn’t slip off of the makeshift wax seat you were currently sitting on to keep you dormant for now . his thrusts continued to get quicker as skin slapping against skin was starting to become slightly louder in between you two and the hole you two were currently in , his heavy balls smacking against your inner thighs from how quick his thrusts were becoming but what caught you two off guard was a sudden loud rumble of footsteps and voices— all shouting and chanting words and leon quickly halted his thrusts and wrapped a hand around your already covered mouth as his eyebrows furrowed, remaining silent while staring up at the ceiling of the hole you two were in as you two heard a plethora of footsteps stepping from above the both of you as you avert your gaze to the ceiling of the hole you two were in until an idea popped in your head and you held a mischievous expression across your features .

while you were about to act upon your idea, leon was more focused about not getting caught by the villagers even though he started it out in the middle of the lake . you pulled leon ‘s hand away from your mouth and you brought yourself away from him , his dick slowly leaving your pussy with a soft and wet pop! you were missing the feeling of being full but leon looked at you with a furrowed but raised eyebrow look as he watched her push him onto the wax makeshift seat, he lets out a soft grunt but his mouth was instinctively covered by yours as you crawled onto his lap, straddling his thighs with yours own as he brought his hands to your ass and he looked up at you with a his signature curious look that was mixed in with his all time knitted eyebrow look but his eyes remained half lidded . you lowered yourself down back into him, you let out a shaky breath and you let yourself get comfy as you slide your combat boots underneath his thighs . she gripped his shoulders to gain more stability as you began moving up and down . your breath was becoming shaky with each movement and your eyes closed as you continued bouncing on his dick, his hands still gripping your ass as to make sure you don’t accidentally fall off . the chanting whispering and the amount of footsteps were still above you two but you decided to be risky .

you continued to riding on his dick, you leaned your head into the crevice of his neck to silent your moans and whimpers . leon continued releasing huffed grunts and silent groans as you continued bouncing on his dick while ganados were up above . evident sounds of skin making soft sounds of smacking against skin were slowly starting to become noticeable in between the two of you as you kept fairly quiet as to make sure that ganados doesn’t hear you two from down below . you continue to let out soft but quiet moans as you continue riding him . you would eventually want to go more quicker than your pace now but leon already had beaten you to it .

leon , with keeping up with his thrusts, he continued to thrust upright and his fingerless gloved hands on your ass . you continue with riding him as you toss your head back with your hands still upon his shoulder blades, you continue releasing out some soft whimpers and low moans as you remain to stay quiet but leon on the other hand— he had other plans, his thrusts went more rougher and quicker and his breathing was starting to grow more intense and heavier . leon removed one of his hands and grabbed your locks tightly, pulling your hair back as his thrusts began to get more rougher and quicker and you accidentally let out a loud moan before covering your mouth instantly , eyes widening and leon ‘s hips stilled for a moment and his icy blue orbs turned to look up at you through his eyelashes but he held his signature half smile and he continued his thrusts— rough and more quicker than the last .

your hand was covered over your mouth to contain your moans and you lean your head forward to lay your forehead against the crevice of his neck as to better hide your moans there as you hear the footsteps up above you two still for a second before walking away as they search for the mysterious noise that was heard randomly out loud . with ganados out of the way , leon ‘s thrusts grew more sloppier and desperate as he began huffing and his grip on your ass and hair tightened .

“ i’m close . “ he warned with a gruff tone of voice and he tried to pull you off of his dick so he didn’t accidentally release inside of you but you kept firm on his lap, staring down at him and you held a soft mischievous but pleading look . “ you can release inside— i’m on the pill . “ she murmured out softly and in a hushed tone just in case if any wandering villagers happened to be nearby with their pitchforks and dynamite . leon closed his eyes for a moment and looked back up at you for a moment before returning his rough and rapid thrusts— them eventually growing sloppier as his breath began to hitch and he released your hair and snaked his forearms around your waist as to hold you tightly. he began thrusting upwards into you rather quickly and his heavy balls were smacking against your ass . you continue to let out loud moans into the palm of your hand , so you didn’t attract any villagers near where you two were located . her head was tossed back and your hands lay splayed across his tee shirt clad chest . with his thrusts getting more sloppier , more desperate and erratic . leon kept his forearms wrapped around your waist in a bear hug like fashion and he snapped his hips upwards into you and he lets out a loud groan while in return , you released a loud moan once his hips snapped up towards you and bringing you to the hilt of his dick, feeling something warm slowly oozing into your pussy as you leaned against leon ‘s shoulder and your lower body twitched and shook slightly as you two remained within the pose as you two tried to catch your breaths .

remaining your head leaning against his shoulder blade , her chest began rising up and down slowly as to regain some of the energy back that you two depleted together . leon ‘s chest was rising up and down against hers while to take a moment to catch a breather after the intimacy that happened between you and leon . he brought up a gloved hand to your chin and gently caressed it before tilting it to make you look at him as he leaned and pressed his lips against yours . her eyes widened slightly because she wasn’t expecting to be receiving a kiss from him but you ended up returning the kiss . her eyes fluttered closed as you brought your hands and cupped his cheeks and caressed his cheeks gently with your thumbs , leaning in to the kiss slightly before pulling away slowly and earning a soft smack , staring at him through half lidded eyes as he slowly chased after your lips and encased them with his own softly . obliging with his request , you leaned back into the kiss and did your same ministrations ; cupping his cheeks and caressing them in the palms of your hands and your thumbs .

after pulling away, there was a soft smack that was evident and the pair stared at each other for a few moments and she began smiling a dopey smile , they basked in the afterglow of sex that they’ve just now finished , “ never would’ve thought you’d see me like this , leon . ” she quipped slightly , her eyebrow quirked upright to make her expression more smug but leon gave his signature pissed off look but he closed his eyes within the process before giving a dry chuckle and a half lopsided smile as some of his dirty blonde bangs came across his forehead and you reached up and brushed them out of his eyes before he reopened his eyes . “ i didn’t hear you complain . ” it was his turn to quip and he leaned back in for another kiss before you denied him of that by pushing his face away gently and you gave a snicker , “ okay there lover boy , we got a mission to finish and the presidents daughter to rescue . ” you speak in a quipped matter of fact like tone .

leon emits a dry single chuckle before lifting her off of him and tucked his now soft dick back into the confines of his black boxers and cargo pants . you pull up your panties and cargo pants and clicked back your utility belt holding your handgun holster and knife sheath on the side of your hip and hearing the similar click of the utility belt around the hip , you turn your head to look at leon before reaching up and brushing his hair to make it more neater , doing the same to your hair , you brought yourself back into the mission mindset and exited the hole with leon , following in suite .

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Something about sin. Pt.3

Warning: Age difference, Older!Leon, Reader daughter of another DSO agent, fem.reader, mention of sex, guilt.

A/N: The penultimate part. The second part was chaotic and probably the weakest, but it is what it is. I’m still trying to overcome my chronic fatigue and constant apathy, so if it’s not difficult for you, please write a few kind words if you liked this text.

I still decided that there would be four parts instead of three. The final chapter will probably be smaller in volume, but it will have a lot of dialogues and the resolution of the conflict itself, so I decided that it would be better to write it separately and not in one large text.

Once again, I apologize for the delay in publication, but sometimes our health fails us all.

Part 1

Part 2

And he would burn in hell for all the lust he feels for this lost innocent soul.

Your father would never forgive him for this, just as Leon will not forgive himself for having you in his arms. Albeit of his own free will, but getting out of bed, going to the bath and rinsing his face with cold water, Leon prefers to take all the blame on himself. You are innocent... you were innocent and he stretched out his dirty hands to you, put you into his bed three months after that kiss in the barn and, no matter how disgusting it may sound, slept with you.

The most tender, most precious girl he's ever had of all, he knows that he would have made the same decision every time if God had brought him back to the day he kissed you, allowing himself to desire you. That's why it's nice to come back to bed with you, even if it's soul-destroying from himself.

You destroyed him thoroughly.

You are his sin, a sweet obsession and a mad desire designed to crush all the little that he has managed to build in his hectic life. You mock him, tear him apart so that he pursues you and falls into this sinful ocean of passion without regrets. And Leon can't do anything to himself. He was older than you, almost twice as old, well, that was fine with you. The feeling of comfort and security never left while Leon was around, as if it was something you needed all your life. As he lay back in bed, he replayed your dialogue in his head. It's one thing to kiss while muffling the egregious voice in his own head that it's not worth it, and it's completely another to insert dick into his friend's daughter.

Leon was the first in every way for you and he understood it perfectly without words. It's not that your dad forbade you to date boys, but maybe your father's attention really wasn't enough if you reciprocated his feelings?

"I could be your father… Your father and I are the same age…"

"But still, you're not my father," you smiled then, begging him with puppy eyes to teach you love and move on to something more than ordinary kisses, which of course you were crazy about, but you want to understand what it's like to be with someone you love, even if he's much older than you.

You promised him that you were ready for more, for a new stage, and Leon continued to feel as if he was seducing a young girl, doing something dirty and vicious with you, something against your will. This, of course, was not the case, but the anxiety did not go away. Asking to think about this decision, to weigh everything, led nowhere, and in the end everything happened.

"Are you sure you want this?; Are you sure?; we can stop, sweetie, at any time you want"

His voice, saturated with anxiety, accompanied you throughout your first sex with him, and it was never as described in the books... however, this was not surprising and you knew very well that what is on the pages and in films differs greatly in real life. And yet, it's good that you got Leon and not someone else, because he took care of your feelings, trying to prepare you in such a way as to reduce all discomfort to a minimum: gentle kisses, a prepared bottle of lubricant, long intimacy , careful touches. All his movements were careful and together with you, he essentially got to know your body, trying to help you and himself understand what you would like in sex. he allowed you to touch him, showed how he liked it, smiling, kissing you on the corner of your lips, seeing the embarrassment on your beautiful face.

"My dear, do you remember?" his reminders constantly sounded while his thumb caressed your swollen clit with round movements, "I will stop as soon as you say"

How could you forget? Leon was catching every emotion on your face, afraid to catch the pain, but it was good for you. It's better than if it was a guy your age who didn't give a damn about you. Leon was doing everything right, but he was still a monster in his head. You liked it. There was no blood, none of the things your friends used to scare you with, but you didn't see the stars in the sky either, no matter how funny it sounded. Just because it was the first time and yet Leon left almost a thousand kisses on your face before and after sex. He took you to the shower, gently ran a sponge over your body, washing away all traces of intimacy, wrapped you in a towel and put you back to bed, not forgetting to bring a glass of water. You were sitting on his bed and the man's hands were firmly holding you by the waist while he weightlessly touched the bridge of your nose with his lips asking about your well-being. You could joke that you really feel a little unwell after sex, but seeing your lover's panic, it would be wise not to play him like that, otherwise this could be your first and last sex with him.

"I don't regret it," you said, hoping that it would take some weight off his shoulders.

Leon reassured himself that even if nothing came of this relationship, at least your first man was the one who took care of you and did not run away the next morning, managing to tell his friends about the new notch on bedpost.

.. But yes, now if your father finds out that you've been fucked, then a fist in the nose will be the most merciful thing Leon can ever get. Most likely, it will be an explosion of epic proportions and a shootout worse than Hollywood action movies. What should it tell him? "Buddy, but we can still drink beer and watch football, it's just that now I'm still sleeping with your daughter, whom you've been caring for and cherishing all his life?" This is shit, not an explanation. If his friend had once confessed to him that he was sleeping with HIS daughter, Leon would have killed the bastard and disposed of the corpse so that no evidence would be found. That's just that he is now the main culprit, and he does not want to leave your life when such a charming angel sleeps next to him in bed.

Leon doesn’t want to leave you, but he himself has no idea what outcome his actions will lead to. Hugging and pulling your body while you sleep, he kisses the back of your head, sincerely hoping that you won’t regret what happened between you, that you won’t cry in the morning, calling everything a mistake, but the devil is not as terrible as he is imagined...

A sound sleep was interrupted by caring strokes and soft kisses, although he is not a handsome prince, but he still got a sleeping beauty and it seems that the only thing you were unhappy with sitting with him at the kitchen table was that Leon woke you up too early. Like a gloomy owl with disheveled hair, you try to focus your gaze on coffee and not fall asleep while he says something and you ignore all his speeches until your name is called.

"Did you heard what I said?" and you honestly nod your head negatively to a heavy male sigh.

Trouble obviously doesn't come alone, fortunately you don't cry or curse him, instead you just snuggle up to his back and pull him back into the bedroom to sleep an extra couple of hours with him in your arms like the whole last night.

He was a good man. Not ideal, with his own problems, fears, experiences, but still he continued to care about you more than about himself, so he carefully turned to face you, hugging you, starting to gently rock you to the sides, burying his nose in the top of your head.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" he asked still anxiously.

"All was good"

With Leon you could relax and trust him, last night he was perfectly prepared and constantly asked if you could continue or if he should stop, and you know that if you said yes, he would immediately end everything without caring about his feelings. The main thing is you! As a result, he treats you like a princess all day long, taking care of you. He even volunteered to comb your hair, which now smelled like his shampoo, and while Leon was fiddling with the comb, at the same time remembering the jokes that your father loves so much, you just laughed and enjoyed the complete adoration of his person.

“I’ll order food for us, and you relax on the couch. Choose the movie you want.”

Not surprisingly, Leon doesn’t know how to cook, he doesn’t have much time to improve this skill, but you don’t expect him to pick you up in his arms and put you on this very sofa, covering your legs with a blanket and handing you the TV remote control. Another girl obviously wouldn’t like it, but not you, although you didn’t feel helpless. There was some discomfort, but nothing scary or that would require consulting a doctor. As a result, the two of you spent another day lying cuddled on the couch, eating pizza, watching, flipping through channels and discussing various things. Despite the age difference, there was no feeling that Leon was some kind of ancient old man walking around with an ancient push-button telephone (although you assured him that there was nothing wrong with that). He smiled, playfully flicking you on the nose and it seems he even exhaled and came to reconciliation with his inner voice, but exactly until the moment when your father called.

And conscience woke up again.

He protected you, he didn't hurt you and took good care of you, Leon is ready as a faithful doggie to accept any thing you ask him, because he is...

It's worth admitting to yourself that this is not an affair because if Leon just wanted to sleep with someone, he went to a bar and found someone who wouldn't mind spending the night with him, and you are something more. He wants to cherish you and shower kisses on your face while you're lying serenely on his couch watching the show. A good excuse for the conscience that was gnawing into his brain and telling him that he was an ordinary son of a bitch, screaming: "Look, you took advantage of the poor girl's naivety. The daughter of your friend who supported you after China! How well did you repay his kindness by dragging his favorite daughter into bed!"

The phone rang but couldn't find the strength to answer.

You asked if everything was okay, to which Leon sighs and answers yes, asking not to worry. And then he gave you his sweater and you curled up next to him and fell asleep without caring about anything, because the thunderstorm with lightning no longer scared you both. And Leon really slept well for the first time in a long time, hugging you to his chest, knowing that when he wakes up he will find you where you fell asleep - with him.

No more notes with lipstick marks or paper airplanes on the nearby pillow. Besides, it’s so nice when you snuggle up to him at night, trying to hug him. Leon allows it. Your hands are much warmer. this makes him fall out of reality when he turns to you, wrapping a blanket around your body and pressing you to him so that you don’t freeze. It can rain outside as long as you like, his phone can ring off the hook with calls all night long, but his lips will still find yours and kiss you tenderly.

The forbidden fruit is very sweet.

For the first time in years, the government agent felt like he had something to treasure. Sometimes he envied your father for the fact that he could return to a cozy home where his beloved wife and daughter were always waiting for him, eat delicious home-cooked food and sleep in bed with his loved one. Not much is needed for happiness, according to Leon, and he would also like to receive this gift. But probably for you it's all just an affair. For children, you are young and he himself is not trying to knock you up. Besides, marriage is a matter that should be approached wisely, and neither you nor Leon are fools, so he doesn’t even console himself with the hope of a future together.

As a matter of fact, the matter is rubbish and Kennedy should not have put you to bed at all. How can he look your father in the eyes after what happened? And you? so Leon again does an even more disgusting thing - he ignores you.

You wrote him several messages, called him a couple of times, but the calls went unanswered, he didn’t even send a tiny message like “Sorry, work. I’ll call you later” or “I’ll call you when I’m free.” Yes, he could at least write something and not remain silent like a fuckboy who fucked half of the college! But you are not intruding, no, but this does not mean that you are not offended and you do not feel that you were simply used. For many months you felt this beautiful love for him, afraid to show it, but when the miracle happened, it turned out that the gingerbread house was not so sweet.

It was a complete failure, which brought you to tears, although you didn’t pester him with calls and messages because you didn’t want to look stupid, like the girls from high school who were chasing guys around. There should still be pride, but do you really have to pretend now that nothing happened between you? Actually, it wasn’t even that bad, right? he looked after you and didn’t throw you out of his apartment after sex; he was sweet and gentle, but no matter how hard you tried to convince yourself of this, the resentment still stuck like a bone in your throat.

Therefore, you locked yourself in a room and did not leave it for hours, and to all the requests of your parents you answered one thing "I feel not well", of course you managed to slip unnoticed into the toilet, but if your father saw this terribly swollen face from tears, then his weapon, which was always hidden from you when you were still a child, risked shooting someone- something in the balls, if your dad found out that the reason was a guy.

Although it would be more correct to say an adult man.

But your nightly sobs did not go unnoticed, and in the end, your dad really wanted to kick someone's ass because his babygirl was constantly crying due to a broken heart.

“If he somehow offended you, just tell me,” he asks, stroking your back soothingly, and you can’t even squeeze out a word, just cry. "And this little piece of shit will remember that he can’t offend my girl."

Your father’s words made you laugh through your tears and calm down a little. Although you were still terribly swollen with a huge nose from which snot flowed every now and then, thanks to the support of your close person, life no longer seems so spoiled. However, no matter how your dad tried to find out the name, you didn’t tell him anything about Leon.

After a couple of weeks, you were even able to calm down and have fun with friends, but still the image of Kennedy kept popping up in your head, haunting you both in your dreams and in reality, despite all your attempts to distract yourself. He never left you a single message, thereby forcing you to draw conclusions.

Your college classes will begin in the fall, so there is not much time left to rest, so you decided to make the most of the rest of the summer, but returning home you clearly hear the sound of cleaning weapons and a painfully familiar voice that raises a wave of anxiety in chest.

"...I swear to God I'll find out who this asshole, Leon." Your heart tries to jump out of your chest when you press your ear to the door of your father’s room where he keeps a gun and other things that are not for your eyes. Leon himself almost doesn’t answer and you honestly don’t even want to face him anymore because the resentment still bites painfully into your throat making your eyes water.

It's not good to eavesdrop, but what could you do with yourself? Part of you hoped that he felt at least some guilt for treating you so badly.

“He’s such an asshole...” Leon says quietly in an unnatural voice. "Definitely deserved the bullet"

Maybe he didn't deserve a bullet after all, your heart is not so cruel as to wish him dead, but you could slap him in the face, although you don't want to see him at all, so carefully moving away from the door, go upstairs to your room and lock yourself in it again hoping that Leon will leave before you get hungry. It took about two hours before stomach growled for food. A bar of chocolate in purse briefly saved the situation, which caused an almost opera orchestra of an empty stomach to resound throughout the room. As luck would have it, a delicious aroma came from the kitchen from below, from which wings almost literally grew behind your back and you flew down to try this freshly baked pasta. Your mom called you to the table a couple of times, but it looks like Leon didn't go anywhere, once again staying at dinner with your family, and how the hell did he end up in the same room with him?!

But you can't tell them that Leon is the guy who dumped you after the first sex.

Therefore, it went downstairs and met his guilty gaze. You didn't say a word to each other at dinner, although Leon asked neutral questions like are you okay? It's a shitty question, actually, and your want to throw this plate at his head so Leon's answer is a simple nod.

Your parents are sure it's about the boy who broke their daughter's heart, but they don't know that this "boy" is right in front of them. That makes Leon even more sick of himself, but what happened was clearly a mistake.

He had no right to drag a young girl into his bed, he had no right to touch you at all, and yet the vicious feeling turned out to be stronger than the mind. And yet Leon thinks you can easily overcome your first crush, because no matter how you look at it, this relationship is hopeless. He will not be able to marry you, will not create a family and the people around him will always condemn and most of their sidelong glances will be directed at you. Damn, your dad took out a loan so you could go to the college of your dreams and fall in love with someone like him, the worst possible idea.

"She'll find a better boyfriend in college," Leon said to your father that afternoon. Although he wanted to bite his tongue, because he didn't want to give you to some brat at all, but his mind kept saying that it would be the right thing to do. You deserve a quiet life, and everyone Leon gets attached to sooner or later leaves. Therefore, this time he decided to leave first. And yet he really acted no better than any jerk when he ignored you and your messages.

Dinner passed in tense silence. Your appetite disappeared and a piece wouldn’t go down your throat, which is why you offered to help your mom put the leftover food into the refrigerator, at the same time running away from Leon because tears were running down your cheeks by themselves. Standing in the kitchen, washing the dirty dishes, you were drowned in your thoughts, realizing that you were again sliding into the deep bottom of self-torture, because of this you did not hear the steps behind you, shuddering in surprise when Leon’s hands carefully placed them on your waist.

"Forgive me" It seems that he himself does not know how to choose the right words, but takes his hands away from you, looking around so that your parents do not hear this conversation "I know I acted like an asshole, but it's not going to work. It's wrong, God, you're old enough to be my daughter, and I don't know what I was thinking when I was doing this with you.

You're silent, turning away from him, continuing to wash the poor plate, and Leon is ready to swear that your silence is a hundred times worse than if you were yelling at him.

"You're so young, good, please... Sweetie, I didn't mean to offend you. Trust me, this was never part of my plans, and when your father told me how you cried all night long... It will pass. You'll find yourself a good guy of the same age, well, maybe he'll be a little older than you by two years or maybe three, well, certainly not more than fifteen years."

You are silent again, putting down a clean plate and starting on another one, standing with your back to him.

"This is the first love... And I gave up on myself. You're a wonderful girl..."

"Is it my age?" You rudely interrupt him: "Am I not experienced enough or am I just disgusting to you?"

Finally you turn around turning off the water with your arms crossed over your chest. But God no, that's not what he meant! If he had his way... if it's not the damn framework that Leon mostly pushes himself into, then he won't admit to himself, but he wants there to be no more men in your life besides him. In an intimate way.

"No, God, no, your inexperience has nothing to do with it at all!" he says and immediately tries to take a deep breath, looking around seeing the shadows of your parents, realizing that he chose the wrong place and time to clarify the relationship. "I mean, I can't give you what you want. Honey, at my age, I can seduce a young girl only with my unlimited account card, but you... You need attention, love and care. You see how often your father is away from home and I'm there even less often. Besides, you still don't understand that it won't lead to anything, it's falling in love, butterflies in your stomach, what else is there... euphoria? Please don't think that the world has come together like a wedge on me. Believe me, I'm the most lame option."

"Is it still about age?" Through a lump in your throat, you said softly, "Not old enough for you? "

"I'm too old for you"

It sounded like a sledgehammer had fallen on your head. You let out a shuddering sigh, turning away from him again, because in fact, in your opinion, there is nothing wrong with this relationship. You are not a teenager, some of your age may even have children, and sometimes such a thought has slipped through your mind. Only after graduation, not before. Leon claims that it's just falling in love, but it feels like he's trying to convince himself of this and yet it's very difficult for you to say anything to him right now. The moment is really unfortunate.

“It’s not fair” you turned away, not knowing what else to say to him.

In essence, his argument sounded like a stupid excuse to get rid of an annoying fan while remaining noble. The aftertaste of his words nevertheless remains disgusting.

Of course, you won’t complain to daddy, but your soul was becoming more and more lousy as it seemed that this was the same love that was breaking to the core. It’s as if all the bright colors have disappeared from life, leaving only shades of black and gray without a single hint of joy. Perhaps in a few years this will be perceived as stupidity, but what matters is how you feel now. And this is a piercing, gut-wrenching pain. For several months he flirted, cared, made it clear that this was not a game and that everything was serious for him, but the truth turned out to be too cruel.

Your mother comes in exactly at the moment when you can barely restrain yourself from bursting into tears again at the top of your voice, and she perfectly sees this expression on your face. And it’s obvious that you give up, running to your room, leaving the dishes unwashed, so that you can lock yourself in the room again and not leave there for days on end.

Everyone has their own truth. Leon thought that he escaped with less bloodshed and that you were prudent enough not to make stupid mistakes. Because of his actions, many people have already died and if he finds out that you did something to yourself...

Fortunately, your father just thinks that Leon has found the wrong words of comfort, and this is the reason for lying in bed all day because of your lack of desire to do anything at all right now. When your brain becomes a little clearer after several cycles of sleep alternating with insomnia, it eventually requires you to shift your attention to something other than Leon. In fact, the idea of watching The Lord of the Rings is not the worst, although your father was worried that you would withdraw into yourself again after seeing Aragorn and Arwen break up, involuntarily comparing them to yourself, but nothing terrible happened. You just watched TV, even sometimes smiled at some moments, and then fell asleep, and no one dared to disturb your already light sleep.

“Leon shouldn’t have opened this wound. I shouldn’t have asked him to talk to you.”

Your father confessed in the end, feeling guilty for your next relapse of tears. You sigh and at some point you even want to confess everything to him, clutching the corner of the blanket while you and dad watch the movie together, but you change your mind.

It's probably better not to know the whole truth, because if it comes out, then Armageddon will be.

But maybe Leon is right and this is just falling in love, which you just need to get over, despite the fact that it’s not easy.

Kennedy also disappeared from everyone's radar, appearing only at work. However, he still couldn’t concentrate on reports and training; instead of important thoughts, only you and your tear-stained eyes were spinning in his head. He wanted to console you, to tell you that he was wrong, although he told himself the opposite. The decision that he made, Leon considered truly true and correct, but for some reason everything inside him spoke of the opposite, so the only way to feel sorry for himself, he chose alcohol.

It was like a slow death. Being away from a loved one without being able to even touch. Why not agony? every burning sip of alcohol drew your face in front of his eyes and the desire to get lost with you in the world so that both would never be found was something painfully new for Leon.

He will burn in the fire, but you will remain the peak that he cannot reach. Like a fucking drug that he became addicted to and the pain of withdrawal seems to be many times stronger than the one when Ada left him. He desperately needs to get back to you, to his beloved girlfriend, and just be there for you. But it's so wrong. He didn't give a damn about sex… The hated job sucks all the life juices out of him, so the only thing he wants to do after returning home is to get into a hot shower, washing away blood, dirt and guts. He would have taught you everything, explored boundaries together, guided you… It's not such a big problem, considering how attracted you are to him, and not only in an erotic way. Leon just wants to fall asleep with you, hugging you to him. Listening to the chatter and making these stupid jokes that annoy everyone, but at least you were smiling.

Without you, he's drowning in this sea again.

Let this world be so cruel, but it continues to love you with all its soul, therefore it is ready to sacrifice everything without regret and protect you to the end. Every moment with you was colorful, but with his decision, Leon brought everything back to normal, afraid to be happy. At least Chris said something like that to him when she saw that he was drowning himself in alcohol again. These words made Leon curl his lips in an almost malicious smile, snarling because Redfield didn't know how old you were. If he confessed, he would get something like, "Well, it's just lust." Maybe even reminded him of Ada Wong and how Leon was ready to shoot to save this woman.

But life was filled with meaning only when he was with you and not with Ada. He no longer needs a senseless race after each other when he finally managed to bite into a piece of that life where he is loved and expected.

"I have no future with her, Redfield!" he barked, pouring more whiskey into a glass. "My little American dream of a pretty wife, two children and a white picket fence will not come true."

In fact, Leon would be glad to have you alone in his life. He wants too much, although what is available to ordinary people, Leon is fully aware that he has long lost the right to have it. Your father was not afraid to start a family and you, he loves to talk about what pranks you did in childhood and how you sometimes scared your parents by doing something stupid. The usual parental care. Leon thinks that if he were an officer in Raccoon City, as he dreamed, then now he would also be chatting with some cop about what his children are doing.

Eventually, the sand castle built in the head collapsed immediately.

Where is HIS happy "together and forever"? Obviously in another universe, because in this one he still understands that an old jerk with an alcohol problem and an endless sense of guilt clearly shouldn't bother a young girl without experience.

In fact, he's not such a scumbag as to ruin your life. It's better to be a bad experience than an asshole partner who is also never around.

But you're still as beautiful as the day he met you. However, now you keep your distance from each other, which makes the pain of parting remind you how difficult it is without him. Naively, you drew a too unrealistic picture in your head about this relationship and for some reason you still believe in it, hoping for a fairy tale with a happy ending. From that, you constantly look at Leon with a long piercing look that is literally soaked with a plea to take you back.

You could shout, "Look, I'm aware of my choice! And that's you," but sometimes I wondered if he needed you.

After all, Leon deliberately tore up the little that you recreated with him, preferring to go his own way through life alone.

He doesn't talk to you and has kept communication with your father to a minimum due to the inability to look him in the eye. In fact, Leon really wants to get some kind of punishment for what he did to you, for being so dirty and dishonest, and yet like a puppy, he almost whines wishing that it was you who loved him. Maybe there would be another woman who could heal his mental wounds and the question of age would not be so acute, but Leon does not let anyone get too close to him. Sometimes Ada still comes and he honestly tries to find solace in her, sometimes it even works, but his medicine for longing has too short an effect and a new dose is too difficult to find…

Although he knows where you live, what position you like to sleep in, what kind of music you listen to and all that…

On very difficult days, the hand reaches out to read those sent messages. Flipping through the correspondence in the chat, going back to the very beginning when there was no question of any relationship, when you still just considered him just a colleague of your father but already sent something funny, which made a smile appear on his face by itself.

You haven't written to him for about two months, although the impulses to start scribbling message after message still do not leave, but if before it was a cry of the soul for the way he treated you, now you are ready to literally beg him to give you a chance. Yes, you're young, you're still studying, but you don't demand marriage and children from him right away. And besides, you already have all the rights to make decisions for yourself, even if sometimes they are thoughtless and you still need parental help because of your age. But everything comes with age, right? No one starts walking right after birth and you think you have the right to make mistakes and learn from them, so if Leon turns out to be one of them, then you will face the consequences yourself.

You wanted to write something like this to him, but you constantly deleted the printed lines and wrote again, unable to find the strength to send it to him.

Courage came and went at the most inopportune moment, giving way to doubt and low self-esteem. And yet it was he who kissed you first in the barn, gave you expensive gifts and courted you like a man and not like a brat. Seriously, you don't even pay attention to guys your age, focusing only on one man who was killing his liver and psyche. Of course, there is a high probability that in five years or so you will want to go back in time and hit yourself on the head, but nevertheless it will be later. Only in the possible future, but for now, slowly walking through the wet streets of the city under an umbrella, you slowly wander to a familiar apartment, trying to keep your courage in your fists and not let it escape. It gets too wet on the streets, and it's cool, which makes your palms get cold, but still, gathering your courage, you knock on the door of an apartment in the city center.

The knocking is too quiet, so you try to knock a little louder, but as soon as your palm hovers over the door, Leon's face immediately appears in front of you, forcing all the rehearsed words to disappear from your head.

It seems at first he can't believe his eyes. You are standing in front of him, in a cute raincoat, with an umbrella in your hands, whose hand you are nervously pulling and your hair is a little wet - reality and not his drunken imagination, although for a couple of seconds Leon still thinks that this is his drunken delirium.

"Um…Sorry for being uninvited… I just wanted…To talk?" almost stuttering, you say, looking into his blue eyes that seem a little drunk, "Will you let me in?"

He sighs and you wait with bated breath for the verdict, hoping that you don't look like a fool in front of him. It takes maybe ten seconds before Leon nods, stepping back and you enter his apartment with small steps, standing on the threshold, still nervously but holding on to your umbrella more tightly, scratching the handle with your thumb nail in excitement.

Maybe he's just overworked, but there's an unfinished bottle of alcohol on the table and Leon himself seems disheveled, but still he holds out his hand to you and you look at him in amazement, not realizing that he just offers to take your umbrella and raincoat to dry them a little. Slow reaction is normal for ordinary people and Leon never condemns you for this, in fact, he's not even angry, deep down he's probably even glad that you appeared briefly in his life again, however…

"Something happened?" He asks in a tired tone, although he can see from your body language how tense you are, hoping that you don't have any very serious problems, why are you so worried "Do you have problems or…"

At that moment, you realize that the conversation you are about to have will be long and emotionally difficult.

As the saying goes, "Fortune favors the bold " even if your legs are shaking with fear, then at least you will try to solve this dilemma with him.

[irenicsluvr]

𝐀 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 !

(Leon S. Kennedy x Fem! Reader)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: This chapter contains profanity.

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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐕 — 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓

THE SOFT GLOW OF DAWN BEGAN TO FILTER through your curtains, illuminating your room with a warm, golden hue, when your phone buzzed, breaking the serene silence.

You weren't expecting a call from Hunnigan so early, yet there it was — a reminder that your life was about to change.

Deep down, an undeniable sense of assurance bloomed within you, hinting that the position would soon be yours. Confidence coursed through your veins, though it wasn't enough to lead you to anticipate an immediate call with jubilant news.

In truth, while the prospect of that call was thrilling, it was overshadowed by the gravity of your impending undercover mission with the DSO. This was not just a job; it was a path Wesker had meticulously envisioned for you.

As the weight of that realization settled on your shoulders, a slight tension gripped your stomach. The world of espionage and deception loomed before you, and you were acutely aware that a single misstep could lead to chaos or, worse, your demise.

As soon as you felt the buzz of opportunity, you picked up your phone, your fingers trembling with urgency as you dialed Wesker's number. When he answered, elation surged through you as you triumphantly announced your success in securing the job.

His voice, smooth yet chilling, dripped with satisfaction. It was laced with a kind of praise that felt both rewarding and belittling, like a pet receiving a reward for a trick well done. Remember, focus on the mission he assigned to you. This is what you are here for; this is what he has shaped you into — a loyal agent. A loyal pet.

"Be sure to report back to me weekly," he commanded sharply, the seriousness in his tone weighing heavily in the air between you.

"If you happen upon any leads regarding the Sapphire, relay that information to me immediately and work on bringing her to me." His use of the name 'Sapphire' sent a chill down your spine, reducing Sherry to nothing more than an object to be acquired.

"Noted," you replied, your fingers deftly fastening the buttons on your dark grey blouse, the white stripes adding a touch of sophistication and authority to your appearance.

"Good. You make me proud, little Dove," he said, weaving a peculiar mix of pride and pressure around you, his words clinging to you like a shroud.

For a moment, you paused, your fingers lingering just above the fabric, caught in the silence of the conversation. Finding words felt like an insurmountable task at that moment.

"Anyway, I won't be able to reach you for a few days. So execute your tasks flawlessly, and don't disappoint me," he added, the underlying menace in his voice unmistakable.

"I won't," you assured him, finally tucking the fabric into the high-waisted black pants that hugged your figure snugly.

With those final words echoing in your mind, the call ended, and the silence that followed felt oppressive. You stared at the phone resting on your bed, its screen fading to black.

Rolling your sleeves up to your elbows, you expelled a slow, steady breath, your gaze shifting toward your cluttered desk. Scattered across the surface was a collection of accessories, remnants of a life lived with a keen sense of style. Opting for modest elegance today, you selected the delicate jewelry gifted to you by Wesker and secured a sleek black watch on your left wrist.

As you put the finishing touches on your outfit, allowing your hair to cascade freely over your shoulders in soft waves, you reach for the stylish shoulder bag resting on the desk. A quick inspection confirmed that you had packed all the essentials, including a canister of pepper spray, a reminder to always be prepared for the unforeseen dangers lurking in the shadows.

Just as you slid your phone into your pants pocket and adjusted the strap of your bag, you came to a complete stop.

Something was missing...

Your eyes glanced down at your feet, revealing the painful truth: you had no appropriate shoes. Your limited options revolved around combat boots and a pair of worn sneakers — neither of which would sufficiently serve your needs for the day ahead.

With your tongue clicking in frustration against the roof of your mouth, you shook your head at your oversight. A glance at your watch reassured you — Hunnigan had said you could drop by headquarters any time during the morning or afternoon. It would be alright.

Without a fixed schedule from Leon and Hunnigan, you had been granted the liberating freedom to decide your arrival time. Today was the day they would guide you through the labyrinthine corridors of headquarters, teaching you the ropes of your new role, the first step into a shadowy world where your skills would be put to the ultimate test.

With a bit of extra time on your hands, the idea of running an errand to buy a new pair of shoes flits through your mind like a spark of inspiration. It feels like the perfect opportunity, so why not seize it?

As you catch a glimpse of your reflection, a playful smile threatens to break across your face. You slip into your comfortable sneakers, the familiar fabric hugging your feet just right, and set off from your cozy apartment.

Today, you're determined to find those stunning heels that have been calling your name, their allure pulling you toward the store like a magnet.

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Stock had run out, leaving you feeling frustrated.

Damn it.

You were really looking forward to purchasing those stunning heels that had caught your eye.

"What about the store in the east building?" you asked, hopeful.

The sales lady's expression turned apologetic as she shook her head. "I'm sorry, but unfortunately, they are out of stock there as well. However, we do have an online shop you could check, although I doubt they'll have any available until next month's restock. But..." She paused, a friendly smile lighting up her face, her brown hair slicked back neatly. "If you provide your contact information, we can hold a pair for you and notify you as soon as they arrive."

"You're an angel! That would be wonderful, thank you." You smiled gratefully, rummaging through your bag for a plain white card containing your contact information.

"Thank you too! Most customers start complaining and throwing tantrums when they don't get what they want," the sales lady sighed, running a hand through her hair as she accepted the card.

"Oh, that sounds terrible. I'm sorry you have to deal with that," you replied sympathetically.

"Eh, it's part of the job. I don't have much room to complain. By the way, does that woman over there know you?" she asked, nodding her head towards the entrance.

Curiously, you glanced over your shoulder and felt your eyes widen in surprise. There stood Hunnigan, waving at you with a friendly smile on her lips. You could see her lips forming the words "Come here," her hand gesturing invitingly.

What a delightful coincidence.

"Ah, yes, I know her," you replied, returning your gaze to the sales lady, who shot you a grin before excusing herself to manage a customer who was arguing heatedly with another sales associate.

You felt a wave of relief wash over you, grateful to avoid the chaos of angry customers. Your own job had its fair share of madness, but you weren't keen on battling frustrated shoppers in a retail setting.

As your gaze drifted away from the lady, you made your way toward the store's entrance, where Hunnigan stood waiting.

"Who would have thought I'd find you here, shopping for new heels, I presume?" Hunnigan greeted you with a knowing look and an inviting smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Yeah... unfortunately, the heels I wanted were out of stock." You let out a soft sigh, your shoulders sagging slightly as you forced a smile.

"Ah, what a shame," she replied.

"Mhm, those were the only ones I had my heart set on, and I can't figure out which would suit me best." You lowered your voice, adding a sheepish smile for effect. In truth, you knew how to dress well; even Wesker had offered compliments on your attire whenever you bought a new set of clothes during undercover missions. You just had a keen eye for fashion.

But now, standing here with Hunnigan, you saw a golden opportunity to cultivate a closer bond, necessary for the mission, of course. You hoped she would fall right into your trap.

"Well, since I'm here, why don't I help you out?" It was the perfect invitation.

"Wouldn't I be a bother?" you asked, feigning hesitation.

"Not at all! It's my break time, and once we're done, we can head to a café nearby and walk to the headquarters together." She gestured to the mall entrance, where the sun shone brightly, just a few minutes away.

"Sounds great!" you responded, your smile widening.

As you and Hunnigan crossed the threshold back into the cozy little shop, the warm air wrapped around you like a familiar embrace. You were immediately drawn to the gleaming display of shoes, each pair more captivating than the last, and Hunnigan insisted and urged you to try on a few styles she believed would complement you perfectly.

It was a day that felt alive with possibility, and for the first time in what seemed like ages, you felt an unfamiliar stirring of gratitude swell in your heart, mingling with a hint of genuine happiness. The notion of a "girls' day" began to resonate with you, a phrase that felt both alien and yet utterly right.

Laughter bubbled up from you as you watched Hunnigan struggle with a pair of knee-high boots, the sight of her clumsiness making your spirits soar. You shared playful banter as you each played stylist for the other, helping to choose shoes that would elevate your outfits and your moods.

As Hunnigan approached the counter to pay for her newly acquired treasures, you couldn't help but feel a flicker of triumph. With a bit of gentle persuasion, she had even splurged on a pair for herself.

You waited patiently in line, your gaze darting around the store until it landed on a pair of striking black flat shoes displayed on a nearby rack. The checkered design caught your eye, and the delicate golden chains adorning the ends added a touch of elegance that drew you in.

In that moment, Leon's words from yesterday echoed in your mind, creating a strong desire for you to purchase them.

With the resolve that surged through you, you politely interrupted the sales lady you recognized from before and inquired about the shoes in your size.

"Just that, thank you very much," you said, your voice steady.

"No worries!" She beamed back, her positivity palpable, before disappearing into the back of the store to retrieve them.

"I'm all set with the payment — did something catch your eye?" Hunnigan approached you, a white paper bag clutched in her hand and her wallet tucked securely into her skirt pocket.

"Yeah, just one last pair, don't fret. Honestly, I'm a bit concerned you might drive me to bankruptcy," you joked, playfully displaying at least four new pairs of shoes that Hunnigan had guided you toward.

"Oh God, you're not obligated to buy them, you know—" she started, her eyes wide with faux concern.

"I know! But I really loved them. You don't need to worry. I can afford it," you reassured her, feeling a rush of warmth from her genuine caring.

At that moment, the sales lady returned, your coveted shoes cradled in a box. With a grateful smile, you accepted them, offering her thanks once again before she slipped away to assist another customer.

"After I pay, I'll take you to that cafe you mentioned earlier," you declared as you maneuvered the boxes toward the counter, retrieving your wallet from your bag.

"What? You're silly! I should be the one treating you," Hunnigan replied, her expression a mix of surprise and admiration, as if she were trying to decipher a jester.

"Please, consider it a thank you for all your help today. I don't often treat my friends..." You bit your tongue, realizing how awkwardly that had slipped from your mouth.

"Friend" felt like a label you should tread carefully around — friendship was a distraction, but then again, forming connections was part of the mission, wasn't it? Perhaps engaging in friendship wasn't as harmless as it seemed. Maybe.

"Well... you've already spent so much on — O-Oh." Hunnigan stuttered, her eyes widening as you casually revealed your sleek black card. You handed it over to the cashier, your gaze fell upon Hunnigan, who raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"What were you saying?" you asked.

"N-Nothing!" she exclaimed, her hands waving dismissively as a rosy hue crept across her cheeks. 'This girl is full of surprises,' Hunnigan thought to herself, a smile creeping onto her lips despite her flustered demeanor.

You remained silent, the weight of her unexpected response lingering in the air around you. Uncertain of what prompted her reaction, you shrugged it off, shifting your focus back to the cashier busying themselves with the transaction.

After several long minutes, you completed the payment for your new shoes, a sense of relief washing over you. As you and Hunnigan exited the store, the ambiance shifted, bright smiles spreading across both your faces, momentarily dispersing any tension.

Once outside, Hunnigan animatedly launched into a discussion about her recent induction into the DSO. Her excitement was palpable as she described how she was selected from a group of hopeful candidates vying for advancement within the agency.

Her enthusiasm was infectious, and you listened intently as she proudly recounted her journey to securing a coveted role in the department.

Though much of what she shared was familiar to you, thanks to the thorough background check you had conducted before your meeting, you soaked in every detail.

You recognized the value of getting to know her beyond the surface level; after all, you anticipated spending considerable time together in the future. You understood that if Hunnigan eventually came to trust you completely, you could skillfully leverage the bond you were nurturing between you two. Her stories were not just moments of fellowship; they were pieces of a puzzle that could grant you insights into her world and the dynamics of her position.

For someone accustomed to operating in the shadows, Hunnigan was drawing nearer than she ought to have. It felt as though her innate ability to trust had become a significant vulnerability — one that could compromise discretion.

You couldn't help but feel a flicker of relief; at least your tasks were becoming more manageable under her scrutiny. If this kept up, you might actually uncover the whereabouts of Sapphire that had been expertly concealed. However, you knew that unveiling its secrets would still present formidable challenges.

What you truly required was a method to earn the trust of another key player — Leon Kennedy, the enigmatic agent who seemed to straddle the line between ally and adversary.

"Since I'll be Sir Kennedy's assistant, do you think I should familiarize myself with his drink preferences?" you inquired, shifting in line as you and Hunnigan waited in front of a bustling café, the rich aroma of roasted coffee beans enveloping you.

"Not really," Hunnigan replied, crossing her arms tightly across her chest, a slight smile playing on her lips. "He usually gets his coffee in the break room. But I wouldn't be surprised if he wouldn't mind a little indulgence now and then. If I recall correctly, he tends to take his coffee black."

Ah, so he's of the straightforward sort when it comes to his beverages. You could see that coming; Hunnigan had mentioned that Leon would spend more hours in the office than anyone else she knew. He likely relied on that jolt of caffeine to keep him alert through the long hours — or perhaps he simply preferred the simplicity of black coffee as his go-to drink.

It struck you as a bit mundane. (No offense to those who love their black coffee!)

You nodded in appreciation at her insightful statement, expressing your gratitude for the piece of information. As you placed your drink order, you settled into a comfortable rhythm of conversation with Hunnigan, soaking up her advice about your new job.

The minutes flowed by as you listened intently, occasionally interjecting with questions to seek her guidance.

Suddenly, her tone shifted, and she began to share a series of tips on managing what she affectionately referred to as a "grumpy bear" in the aftermath of missions. The comparison struck you as particularly amusing; the image of Leon being likened to a bear was one that didn't immediately spring to mind.

Yet, there was something endearing about her humorous perspective on his gruff demeanor, making the discussion even more enjoyable.

It didn't take long for the barista to call out your name from behind the counter, breaking the gentle hum of conversation. You and Hunnigan collected your drinks, a warm cup of coffee for you and a vibrant iced beverage for her, before stepping out into the bustling afternoon. As you walked, Hunnigan balanced her drink in one hand while the other was occupied with Leon's drink, and her shopping bag swung lightly from her other arm.

"Thank you for the treat! Next time, I'll treat you to our next girls' date," she said with a playful nudge of her elbow against your arm, her grin brightening her face.

"I'll hold you to that," you replied, a soft smile gracing your lips as you took a refreshing sip of your drink, the warmth of the coffee seeping into your soul.

'Hopefully not, you’re just a distraction. I can’t afford to lose more time — this one is enough as is,' you thought to yourself.

"It's a promise, I really enjoy your company," she added, her voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "The moment you walked into the interview, I knew you'd be a great fit for the DSO." Her words, accompanied by a warm smile, sent a gentle flutter through your chest.

Suddenly, your irritation toward her began to fade.

There was something about her sincerity that felt like a breath of fresh air, different from the calculated compliments you received from Wesker and other colleagues at Tricell. This felt genuine and comforting.

"I'm glad," you said softly, your heart swelling slightly at her kind words.

"Anyway," Hunnigan continued, her mood lightening as she glanced at the clock on her phone, "we still have a few more minutes before the break ends. Thankfully, they were a bit generous with the schedule today," she chuckled to herself, the sound warming the air around you. You nodded in agreement, still reveling in the cozy ambiance of the moment.

Just then, Hunnigan paused mid-step, a thoughtful expression crossing her face as her gaze fixed on you. "Oh, now that I think about it..." she said, her tone shifting to one of realization.

"Hmm?" You hummed in response, stopping beside her near the exit of the mall, the sunlight streaming in through the glass doors illuminating your faces.

"Where are we going to put these babies?" she asked, gesturing to the shopping bags they had just acquired, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

A pregnant pause hung in the air before you let out a frustrated, albeit amused, curse under your breath.

"Fuck..."

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Somehow, you and Hunnigan concluded that it would be best to leave your belongings inside her office, an oasis of order amidst the chaotic world of the headquarters.

The murmurs and curious glances from various employees followed you as though you had just descended from another planet. It felt strangely surreal to traverse the polished hallways of this corporate stronghold, your hands clutching bright shopping bags that contrasted sharply with the sterile environment.

"Just a heads up," Hunnigan remarked, her voice shifting into a tone that held a hint of professional authority, "you'll be working in Leon's office. But since your desk and all the essentials you'll need won't arrive until tomorrow, you can stay with me for today. I'll show you around the headquarters."

Her abrupt transition to business mode was noticeable, but you didn't let it faze you. You nodded, keeping your gaze focused ahead and trying to shake off the weight of the inquisitive eyes that were already boring into you from all sides.

You had grown accustomed to the sensation of being scrutinized, as if you were an exotic animal on display, with every movement observed.

As you walked, Hunnigan eloquently pointed out various key locations: the bustling cafeteria overflowing with chatter, the inviting breakroom adorned with vibrant artwork, and the direction of the facilities.

Simple enough, you thought; these were routines you could navigate with ease.

Upon finally reaching her office, you helped her by opening the door for her as she balanced the drinks in her hands, your eyes then catch a glimpse of the cozy interior. The room was stylish yet functional, filled with organized chaos — a blend of papers and personal items that spoke to Hunnigan's character.

"Hmm, Leon is probably — Ah, never mind that..." Hunnigan's voice trailed off mid-sentence as she stepped further into the room, momentarily taken aback by the sight before you.

There, sprawled on the long, plush couch, was Leon. He appeared almost relaxed, arms crossed over his chest, his head hanging low. His dirty blonde hair — the color fading into a richer brown — formed a curtain over his eyes, revealing nothing of the enigma lying beneath.

A weary sigh escaped Hunnigan's lips as she walked past you, gesturing for you to close the door. You complied, ensuring it clicked softly into place, enveloping the room in a hush that felt almost sacred.

"Best if we let him rest for now," Hunnigan whispered, carefully placing Leon's drink on the coffee table that separated you from him, while you set your shopping bags down beside it with equal quietude. Your eyes remained glued to the resting figure of Leon, studying him intently.

For a man whom Wesker had warned her to be wary of, he certainly didn't exude the threat one would expect from a formidable adversary. In fact, he seemed an unlikely enemy, almost vulnerable in his repose.

But you quickly chastised yourself for such thoughts; you needed Leon's cooperation to navigate the complexities surrounding Sapphire, and you had to do so swiftly. Time was of the essence.

"Does he usually sleep in?" Your tone was light as you glanced at her, the warmth of your drink cradled between both hands, its steam swirling into the air.

Hunnigan turned slightly, her chair rolling softly on the floor as she settled herself in front of a large monitor that flickered with data.

"Sometimes. He's usually busy with work, as I mentioned earlier," she replied, her voice casual, lacking elaboration. Just then, a soft breath caught your attention, and you turned your head to find yourself locking gazes with a pair of striking blue eyes.

"Gossiping about me with my new assistant, I see. You hurt me, Hunnigan," the man remarked, his tone low and slightly groggy, suggesting he had just woken up. You hadn't realized when he woke up exactly, but it seemed he had been alert since you both stepped into the room.

"Just trying to keep her cautious, you know," Hunnigan replied, her voice monotone, as if this were a daily occurrence.

"Sure," he grumbled, his voice low and reluctant. His gaze darted toward a colorful array of shopping bags haphazardly piled beside the coffee table, their glossy surfaces catching the light.

"What's with the bags? Have you guys been on a shopping spree or something?" Leon inquired, a teasing smirk creeping across his face as he leaned in slightly. His attention then shifted to the drink resting enticingly on the coffee table — a curious brew that made him wonder if it was meant for him.

"I happened to run into Ophelia at the mall. She was in search of new footwear, and I couldn't help but offer my assistance," Hunnigan explained.

"And you nearly bankrupted me," you chimed in, taking a sip from your drink, a hint of playful accusation laced in your tone.

"Sureeee, as if the pretty girl will run out of cash! I had to remind myself to close my mouth for a moment back there," Hunnigan quipped, delight gleaming in her eyes. Oh, now you understand why she was reacting that way at the shop earlier.

As she quickly set up her monitors, her gaze drifted to the screen's reflection, where she caught sight of Leon again. "You should probably drink that before it gets cold."

Leon looked at her, then shifted his eyes back to you with a teasing smile, before directing his attention once more to Hunnigan. "How generous of you," he remarked, wrapping his hands around the still-warm drink.

"Don't thank me; your assistant was very kind to buy us the drinks," Hunnigan remarked, taking a sip of her own beverage, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

Leon raised an eyebrow, turning back to you.

You leaned casually against the singular couch on the right side of the room, your gaze fixated on Hunnigan as she tapped away at her keyboard. When she mentioned your kind gesture, you felt the heat rising to your cheeks, stealing a quick glance at Leon from the corner of your eye.

"Wow, I think you might just be my new favorite person around here. Thanks for the free welfare," he said, offering you a genuine grin as he lifted the drink to his lips for a quick swig. The rich black coffee echoed his usual taste, much better than the stale brews he typically found in the break room.

"No problem," you replied, your smile mirroring his, a flutter of excitement dancing in your chest.

"Alright, my schedule isn't completely packed today, aside from the paperwork that needs attention. I can show you around if you'd like," Hunnigan suggested, turning her chair with her feet to face you fully. Just as she was about to continue, Leon interrupted.

"I can show her around. You've had her all morning, haven't you?" Leon interjected, his gaze warm and inviting as it settled on you.

Hunnigan merely hummed in response, giving Leon a thumbs-up. "Sure, it would be best for you two to bond anyway. You wouldn't mind, would you, Ophelia?" she asked, her eyes flicking between the two of you.

"Not at all," you replied, gently pushing yourself off the plush couch, your fingers grazing its soft fabric. You turned to face Leon, whose striking blue eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that sent a warm flutter through your chest. There was something about the way he looked at you, as if he could see right into your soul, that sent a shiver of exhilaration coursing through your veins.

Ignore it.

This was the ideal moment to draw closer to him, a chance to weave the threads of your connection a little tighter, even if it required patience.

You envisioned him gradually becoming enchanted by your presence, like a captivating spell that would leave him utterly devoted.

Yeah, that's the plan.

You could almost imagine how it would feel, like a ring sliding effortlessly onto a finger, perfectly fitting into the spaces of your intertwined lives.

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 — 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

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The Benefits of Choosing to Outsource Receivables for Improved Cash Flow and Enhanced Customer relation

Managing cash flow effectively is vital for any business, and one of the key drivers is timely collections. By choosing to outsource receivables, companies can improve their cash flow management, reduce outstanding invoices, and focus on core business activities without the burden of chasing payments.

Outsourcing accounts receivable is more than just handing over invoice follow-ups—it involves a comprehensive process managed by experts who ensure accurate billing, consistent customer communication, and effective dispute resolution. When combined with accounts receivable outsourcing, this approach accelerates payment cycles and lowers Days Sales Outstanding (DSO).

Integrating receivables management with procurement outsourcing and the broader BPO accounting process creates a seamless financial ecosystem. This integration helps businesses monitor cash inflows and outflows better, align budgets, and maintain accurate financial records.

Furthermore, efficient receivables management supports better financial planning and analysis by providing reliable data on cash flow forecasts and liquidity positions. This empowers finance teams to make informed decisions, optimize working capital, and strategize for future growth.

For businesses looking to scale or improve financial health, outsourcing receivables offers a structured, professional solution that reduces operational risks and boosts overall efficiency. It enables companies to maintain strong customer relationships while ensuring that cash flow remains steady and predictable.

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When Analytics Services Go Strategic: Solving Real Business Pain

Ever felt like your data is whispering insights that you just can’t hear? Most teams drown in dashboards, missing the golden trends hiding in plain sight.

With today’s rapid shifts—algorithm changes, economic uncertainties, evolving customer expectations—using analytics services strategically isn’t optional anymore—it’s essential. Yet too often, dashboards are loaded with vanity metrics that don’t move the needle.

In this post, you’ll discover how to transform your analytics services into a dynamic engine for growth—by aligning metrics with goals, unlocking real-time insight, embedding predictive intelligence, empowering teams, and building a culture that tracks ROI.

Align Analytics Services With What Actually Matters

A frequent challenge: endless dashboards full of data that doesn’t tell you what you need to know.

● Step 1: Map analytics services to strategic goals Define the handful of business outcomes leaders care about—revenue, retention, efficiency.

● Step 2: Pick 3–5 KPIs per function For example, Marketing: CAC, lead velocity, channel ROI. Finance: DSO, margin trends.

● Step 3: Build scorecards—not scatterplots Create clean views that compare current performance against targets.

Real-world example A SaaS company replaced drop-off rates with trial-to-paid conversion metrics and shortened their sales cycle by 15%.

Benefits Channels that support growth get visibility. Vanity metrics fall off your dashboard. Analytics services become growth tools, not noise.

Shift to Real-Time Pipelines: Speed = Competitive Edge

Late reports don’t help in a fast-moving world.

● Step 1: Audit ETL cadence Understand what updates daily vs hourly vs live-streaming.

● Step 2: Introduce micro-batches or event streams Use tools like Kafka or Airflow to refresh key reports every hour—or instantly for critical alerts.

● Step 3: Set automated alerts If inventory falls below threshold or conversion dips 10%, trigger notifications.

Example A retail brand spotted inventory issues within minutes, preventing a 20% drop in weekend sales.

Benefits Analytics services shift from retroactive reporting to proactive action—saving time, money, and trust.

Embed Predictive Intelligence Into Your Dashboards

Past performance is useful—predictive insight is transformational.

● Step 1: Find forecasting use cases Where do trends help decisions? Examples: customer churn, demand spikes, fraud threats.

● Step 2: Prototype lightweight models Start with linear regression or ARIMA forecasts embedded in BI dashboards.

● Step 3: Validate and iterate Compare predicted vs actual. Improve accuracy. Roll out to stakeholders.

Example A subscription company predicted churn a month ahead, allowing intervention that reduced attrition by 15%.

Benefits Analytics services evolve from answer-givers to question-forecasters—helping teams prioritize what matters next.

Democratize Insights With Self‑Service Analytics

When BI teams are overloaded, decisions slow.

● Step 1: Catalog common questions Sales wants deal-stage visibility. Support wants volume and handle time.

● Step 2: Build reusable dashboard templates Role-based, filterable, and with drill-down capability.

● Step 3: Run training and document processes Empower people with tooltips, templates, and 15-minute walk-throughs.

Example An HR team built its own turnover analysis, reducing BI dependencies by 40%.

Benefits Analytics services become accessible, timely, and integrated into everyday decision-making.

Prove ROI of Your Analytics Services

Budgets tighten—analytics leaders must show impact.

● Step 1: Track outcome metrics E.g., time saved, revenue uplift, error reduction.

● Step 2: Connect analytics to value “We saved 120 hours/week by automating lead reports.”

● Step 3: Share tangible wins Create before/after snapshots and circulate in stakeholder communications.

Example A/C pricing model optimization boosted Average Revenue per User 5%, justifying new analytics hires.

Benefits Analytics services earn a permanent seat at the table—and a growing budget.

Conclusion & What You Can Do Next

Analytics services can shift from dusty dashboards to strategic muscle—if you align, accelerate, empower, embed, and prove value.

Try this next week: Pick one area above—like real-time reporting or self-service dashboards. Launch with a small pilot, track impact, share results.

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Why Outsourcing Accounts Payable and Receivable Makes Financial Sense

In today's fast-paced and competitive business environment, companies are increasingly turning to accounts payable outsourcing, payables outsourcing, accounts receivable outsourcing, and outsource receivables services to streamline their financial operations. These services help businesses save time, reduce costs, and focus on core competencies while ensuring accuracy and compliance in their financial processes.

Accounts payable outsourcing allows companies to manage their vendor payments efficiently without the need for large in-house teams. It reduces processing errors, improves vendor relationships, and offers real-time tracking of payables. Similarly, payables outsourcing ensures timely payments, better cash flow management, and compliance with tax and audit regulations.

On the other side of the cash cycle, accounts receivable outsourcing helps businesses collect payments faster, improve DSO (Days Sales Outstanding), and enhance customer experience. By choosing to outsource receivables, companies can reduce the burden on internal teams and improve overall financial health.

Whether you are a small business or a growing enterprise, outsourcing accounts payable and receivable functions is a smart move that promotes efficiency, scalability, and financial clarity — giving you the edge you need in a competitive market.

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Accelerate Collections and Reduce DSO with Rightpath GS’s Receivables Outsourcing Expertise

Chasing unpaid invoices can be frustrating, time-consuming, and damaging to client relationships. For businesses aiming to grow without financial disruption, effective receivables management is non-negotiable. Rightpath Global Services solves this problem by offering comprehensive accounts receivable outsourcing that helps companies maintain a steady cash inflow and improve their financial predictability.

Through a combination of skilled professionals and intelligent automation, Rightpath GS enables companies to outsource receivables while maintaining full visibility and control. Their system ensures timely invoice generation, proactive follow-ups, and quick dispute resolution. More importantly, their approach is customer-friendly—ensuring your clients are treated professionally, which protects relationships while accelerating payments. The result? Shorter Days Sales Outstanding (DSO) and more reliable working capital.

Rightpath GS stands out for offering integrated financial services beyond just receivables. Their clients also gain access to General Ledger services, accounts payable outsourcing, and financial planning and analysis—ensuring all aspects of the financial ecosystem are interconnected. With their end-to-end finance and accounting outsourcing solutions, businesses avoid fragmentation, reduce manual errors, and increase reporting accuracy. And with a transparent BPO accounting process, companies get performance dashboards, audit trails, and KPIs that fuel confident financial planning.

Whether you're a growing SME or a multi-location enterprise, outsourcing your receivables to Rightpath GS frees up internal bandwidth, improves collection timelines, and provides the financial intelligence you need to make faster, smarter decisions.

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Top Reasons Growing Companies Outsource Accounts Receivable

Managing your accounts receivable in-house can be time-consuming and resource-heavy. That’s why many companies are turning to accounts receivable outsourcing to simplify operations and strengthen financial performance. Here are the top five benefits of choosing to outsource receivables.

1. Improved Cash Flow Timely invoicing and follow-ups are essential to maintain a steady cash flow. With outsourced accounting services, you gain access to experts who prioritize collections and ensure payments are received on time.

2. Reduced Days Sales Outstanding (DSO) Professional AR teams use proven strategies and technology to reduce DSO. Lowering this metric improves liquidity, allowing you to reinvest in growth more effectively.

3. Cost Savings By opting for accounts receivable services, you eliminate the need to hire, train, and manage an internal team. This translates to significant savings on salaries, infrastructure, and software.

4. Fewer Errors and Disputes Experienced outsourcing providers bring in-depth knowledge of the billing cycle. Their attention to detail reduces billing errors and enhances customer satisfaction through accurate and professional communication.

5. Focus on Core Activities When you outsource receivables, your internal team can concentrate on strategic business functions instead of chasing unpaid invoices. This leads to better overall productivity and operational efficiency.

With the support of reliable accounts receivable outsourcing partners, businesses can gain control over their finances, reduce operational stress, and enhance performance. Whether you're a small business or scaling fast, outsourcing your AR process is a smart, future-ready decision.

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From Manual to Modern: Transform Finance with Outsourcing Solutions

As organizations face tighter margins and rising operational complexity, procurement outsourcing and financial process outsourcing offer a clear solution. By partnering with specialized providers, businesses can offload time-consuming tasks and improve efficiency across the board.

With accounts payable outsourcing, companies can streamline invoice handling, improve approval cycles, and reduce errors. Through payables outsourcing, businesses gain better compliance, reduced fraud risk, and improved vendor satisfaction — all without burdening internal teams.

Accounts receivable outsourcing is equally valuable, helping accelerate collections and reduce outstanding balances. Skilled AR partners use structured workflows and automation to improve cash flow and reduce DSO, ensuring steady revenue streams and fewer write-offs.

Together, these outsourcing strategies empower businesses to cut costs, improve accuracy, and scale quickly. Rather than managing complex financial processes in-house, smart companies are choosing specialized partners to handle AP, AR, and procurement functions with precision and reliability.

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Improve Cash Flow by Choosing to Outsource Receivables

Businesses looking to improve liquidity often turn to outsource receivables services. This practice helps speed up collections and maintain healthy cash flow. By outsourcing, companies reduce DSO (Days Sales Outstanding) and improve customer interactions.

Outsource receivables partners specialize in timely follow-ups and dispute resolution, ensuring invoices are paid faster. When integrated with accounts receivable outsourcing, the process becomes more efficient. It’s also common to pair this with finance and accounting outsourcing to centralize operations.

In many cases, businesses also use accounts payable outsourcing to align inflows and outflows. Some even bundle services from accounts payable outsourcing companies for full back-office support.

With outsource receivables, businesses gain better control, fewer write-offs, and predictable revenue—a win for any growing enterprise.

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Streamline Your Cash Flow with Payables and Receivables Outsourcing

In today’s fast-paced business world, financial efficiency and accuracy are critical for sustainable growth. That’s why more companies are turning to accounts payable outsourcing and accounts receivable outsourcing to streamline operations, reduce overhead costs, and ensure reliable cash flow management. By outsourcing these functions, businesses can shift their focus from manual processing to strategic financial planning.

Payables outsourcing allows companies to automate invoice handling, ensure timely vendor payments, and avoid costly late fees or duplicate transactions. This not only builds stronger supplier relationships but also enhances transparency and financial control. Advanced BPO providers offer real-time dashboards, fraud detection tools, and compliance checks, improving process efficiency and reducing risk.

On the other hand, accounts receivable outsourcing ensures quicker collections, reduced Days Sales Outstanding (DSO), and improved working capital. Outsourced teams take care of invoicing, payment tracking, and customer follow-ups, helping businesses recover payments faster while maintaining professional client communication.

Together, accounts payable and receivable outsourcing create a unified, streamlined financial process that improves accuracy, ensures compliance, and supports long-term business scalability.

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AP Automation vs AP Outsourcing

Introduction

High Days Sales Outstanding (DSO) can choke your business's cash flow. The longer your customers take to pay, the more pressure builds on your working capital. Accounts receivable outsourcing is one of the most effective ways to tackle this issue.

The DSO Problem

Many businesses average 45–60 days DSO—well above industry norms. This delays reinvestment and growth.

How Outsourcing Solves It

Faster invoice cycles

Persistent, polite follow-ups

Automated reminders and escalation matrix

Cash application within 24 hours

Regular DSO monitoring and improvement strategies

Rightpath in Action

With clients across sectors, Rightpath has helped reduce DSO by 25–40% within the first six months of engagement.

Conclusion

If DSO is hurting your liquidity, it’s time to take action. AR outsourcing with Rightpath helps you get paid faster, every time.

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