Kinktober - Day 21
Prompt: Calling
Pairing: Leon S. Kennedy x Reader
Author’s Note: Never normal about Leon, not surprising. Enjoy!
Content Warnings: gender neutral language used for reader, fluff, mutual masturbation, sex toys, nipple play, phone sex.
Kinktober Masterlist
Bzzt bzzt bzzt
Your phone’s vibrations felt against your body, pulling it out from your apron’s pocket, you see that Leon is calling.
Accepting the call and putting it on speaker, you greet him. “Hey, honey! How’s it going so far?” You ask, setting the phone down on the kitchen counter, not too close to the stove in case the dinner you’re cooking decides to jump out of the pan.
On the other end of the line, Leon groans, letting his body hit the hotel’s mattress. Removing the navy blue tie he had already begun taking off when he stepped through the threshold of his room he’d been staying in the past few days.
“Ugh…Hell. Sitting in a stuffy ass room with even stuffier government officials and wearing this damn suit. Rather be home with you.” His voice gets softer at the end of his rant when he talks about you and your stomach flutters.
“Well I bet you look real sharp in that damn suit, but yeah, wish you were home, too,” you sigh, stirring the contents of the pan. Leon chuckles, crossing his ankles and grabbing the remote to turn the TV on, creating background noise.
“Would look even better on the floor, huh?” He flirts, and you can see his smirk through the phone. Rolling your eyes, you answer, “Oh yeah, wish I could show you just how good it’d look. Been missing that body of yours, honestly.”
He clears his throat and you stop, that got a reaction out of him. Leon’s hand creeps towards the buttons on his shirt, popping them one at a time as his voice whispers, “Yeah, been missing yours too,” and with that you turn the eye off, setting the lid on top of the pan.
Body reacting to just his change in voice, thighs rubbing against one another as you pick up the phone and make your way towards the bedroom. Leon’s hand moves under his now unbuttoned shirt, finger tracing over his nipple. You head straight for the box that’s in the closet, pulling out your dildo and vibrator.
He hears the rummaging around on his end and bites his lip, a whine slipping through as he thinks about you riding the silicone cock, body bouncing up and down the shaft, noises from your pussy filling the room. He could just cum thinking about you and your body. When the two of you are together you’re always touching in some way. Holding hands, a grazing touch as you brush past, a foot stretched out nudging the other’s. Just not able to get enough of one another, it’s never enough.
Hastily he undoes his slacks, pulling the zipper down and reaching inside of his briefs to stroke his cock, breathing becoming ragged. You get on your knees on the bed, lubing the toy up and pulling your skirt up and sliding down on it, groaning at the sensation. You take a pillow and position your vibrator on it, having your hands free to play with your nipples. Turning it on, mixed with the feeling of your pussy clenching around the cock and your fingers tugging on your nipples, your eyes roll back.
You must make a noise because you hear, “Fuck yeah, baby. God, wish I was there,” Leon’s voice intensifies the pleasure. He spits into his palm and begins fisting his dick, his own reaction mimicking your own as his eyes roll back as well, toes curling as he listens to you rut against your toys. “Wish it was your cock in me, miss you so much,” you whine, head tossed back, listening to his grunts and the shlick of his hand working his member.
Leon hums, “Miss you too, sweet thing. Don’t worry, when I get back I’ll make sure you’re properly taken care of,” the promise of having Leon in your presence, being together once more fills you with anticipation. Feeling your orgasm building up, movements becoming sloppy, both of you a mess of moans, whimpers, and slickness.
“Gonna cum, wanna do it together,” you whimper out and Leon mimics you. He loves hearing how your breath hitches, desperate for him. “‘M so close, just keep making those noises for me darlin’,” Leon’s hand picks up speed, thumb swiping over the tip every time his hand moves upwards. Pre-cum dribbling out before it turns into spurts. White, hot cum surges from his cock and splatters over his abdomen and chest. Calling your name as he finishes, you follow him.
Clit pulsating against the vibrating wand as you hit your peak, cunt seizing against the dildo as you slump over, head resting against the sheets as your body twitches, ecstasy still flowing through your veins. Coming to, you switch the vibrator off and slip the other toy out of you, a ring of your release around the hilt. You toss them aside, dealing with them later as you lay back against the pillows, curled up on your side with the phone next to your face.
Leon had leaned over during your shuffling around, grabbing tissues and wiping his seed off his body. He now lies the same as you, both in sync even miles apart. “Won’t be much longer,” he says, laying in the blissful peace that’s your soft breathing coming through the line. “‘M glad, can’t wait to see you,” you whisper, hand absentmindedly running back and forth over his side of the bed. You exchange a few more syrupy sweet words to each other before Leon lets you go, knowing you had been cooking before your quick romp.
You get up and straighten yourself out before cleaning your toys, putting them back in place. Making your way back into the kitchen, you resume cooking.
You’re looking forward to the days ahead, when he’s home with you once more.
Tags: @caramlizedtomatoes, @cheezbites, @dwkfan, @emilzke, @neondogs, @roseglazedlens, @scar-crossedlvrs
114 notes
·
View notes
"SHINE A LIGHT (REPRISE)"
THIS IS NOT AN EXACT TRANSLATION, THIS IS AN ADAPTATION (AND ONE THAT STILL NEEDS TONS OF FIXING AT THAT)
I scheduled this for the future lol.
Scheduled this on the 23/05/24 for the date in which this will come out
Because now it's decent but I still don't like it (but at least you guys won't be starved of my content for too long [not like it would be that big of a deal but if there was someone irl cheering me on for doing this and I said I'd do it I would give them something I did in the past but haven't yet showed them during a time in which I can't produce more of that content])
So anyway you guys, here you have "Shine A Light (Reprise)" in Italian!
ASK ME FOR PERMISSION BEFORE USING THIS, DO CREDIT ME IF YOU EVER USE THIS (I doubt you will it’s impractical and still needs so much fixing it’s unbelievable) AND TELL ME/LINK WHATEVER YOU USED IT FOR USING REBLOGS (because for some reason Tumblr doesn’t like comments with links and while I do think I understand why I don’t always like it)
(the apostrophes [or however ’ is called] are used to shorten the number of syllables often in poetry so I’m obviously abusing that power.)
[HEATHER MCNAMARA:]
Stupidi tappi impossibili!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
Oh guarda, Heather se ne va'a
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
Fri-hignar tutta notte!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
Non meriti di vivere!
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
Perché non ucciderti?
[HEATHER DUKE:]
Eccoti un sedativo
[HEATHER & COMPANY:]
Fri-hi-higna!
[HEATHER DUKE:] *
Perché Babbo Natale non c'è (uee-uee)
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
Sei patetica perché frigni!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
Frigni tutta notte!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
(Frigna) Dalla squadra te ne devi andare
(Frigna) Lamentati e piagnucola
(Frigna) Non meriti di sognare
(Frigna) Tu morirai da sola!
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
Muori sola!
Muori sola!
Muori sola!
MUORI SOLA!
So, direct translation! (used in this to specify the meanings and explain certain word choices [and in one case this])
[HEATHER MCNAMARA:]
Stupid impossible (implied to open) caps!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
Aww look, Heather's going to
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
Whi-hine all night!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
You don't deserve to live!
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
Why not kill yourself!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
Here's to you a sedative
[HEATHER & COMPANY:]
Whi-hi-hine!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
Because there's no Santa Claus (uee-uee [in this case we're using this parenthesis for the explanations: so, uee-uee are the letters used to mimick crying in Italian, I don't remember the name of the poetic thing now, I think onomathopea? I'm unsure if it's even written right])
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
You're pathetic because you whine!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
You whine all night!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
(Whine) Go awayfrom the team
(Whine) Whine (but as in moan about it) and whine (but as in cry but mockingly)
(Whine) You don't deserve to dream
(Whine) You're gonna die alone
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
Die alone!
Die alone!
Die alone!
DIE ALONE!
OG LYRICS (if you’re seeing this I doubt you don’t know them, but here they are anyway):
[HEATHER MCNAMARA:]
Stupid child proof caps!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
Aww look, Heather's going to
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
Whine, whine, whine all night!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
You don't deserve to live!
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
Why not kill yourself!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
Here have a sedative
[HEATHER & COMPANY:]
Whine, whine, whine!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
Like there's no Santa Claus (boo-hoo)
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
You're pathetic because you whine!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
You whine all night!
[HEATHER DUKE:]
(Whine) Your ass is off the team
(Whine) Go on and bitch and moan
(Whine) You don't deserve to dream
(Whine) You're gonna die alone
[HEATHER DUKE & COMPANY:]
Die alone!
Die alone!
Die alone!
DIE ALONE!
10 notes
·
View notes