#stepdad!leon

[lipglossanon]

Day 31

Kink: Free Use (reader)

Pairing: Stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, stepcest, stepdad!Leon, dirty talk, free use reader, teasing, edging, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink, daddy kink, incest kink, oral (f & m receiving), titty fucking, window sex, nipple play

not proofread

This is the last fic of the month! Thank you all for joining me in this year’s Kinktober!! Kudos to those who liked/commented/reblogged and sent in asks! I appreciate it all! 💜 👻 🎃 Happy Halloween!!

You press your face against the window, breath fogging the glass as you peer out into the darkness. From the light behind you, you’re just barely able to catch a few snowflakes drifting with the wind. 

“Forecast said to stay indoors,” Leon moves to stand at your back, exuding warmth and blocking the light. “Sorry we won’t be back in time for your little Halloween party.”

You shrug, “Mom’s the one hosting it. I’m not too worried about it.”

“Does she know you’ll be stuck up here with your dear old stepdad?” He murmurs into your ear and you press the dough of your thighs together. 

You shake your head, words dying on your tongue when he slides his hands under your shirt to unclasp your bra. His palms smooth around your ribs to cup your breasts, thumbs brushing your nipples.

“I think now’s a perfect time to have a little fun, sweetheart,” his low smoky tone has your clit throbbing for attention. “Think it’s time you let me use you however and whenever I want.”

Relaxing back against him, you whine, hands reaching up to clasp around his neck. His fingers tug and pinch your nipples until your hips rock forward, cunt aching to be touched. 

“Daddy, please,” you tilt your head to look up at him. “Touch me.”

“Ah ah, that’s not how this works,” he chuckles, squeezing your breasts in his warm palms. “Gonna stuff this chubby pussy right here against the window.”

Gasping, you help him slip your shirt and bra off. He bats your hands away when you reach down to slip off your skirt and panties. 

“Leave’em on,” he murmurs, raising the back of your skirt up, pushing your underwear to the side. “Can fuck your hot cunt just like this.”

Whining, you try to brace against the windowsill as Leon notches his cock at your slick hole. You both moan when he pushes inside, inch after inch until his dick is completely buried in your pussy. 

“So tight,” he grunts, fingers digging into the fat of your hips. “G’nna pound this greedy pussy all night.”

More than your breath fogs the glass; now your body heat is leaving an impression. Your bare breasts squish against the icy glass and you whimper, nipples tightening further until they’re stiff and sensitive. 

His pace doesn’t slow down at all, hips pumping against your ass as he fucks you at his own leisure.  No matter how you beg and plead, he ignores your swollen clit and just concentrates on slipping in and out of your clenching heat.

You lose track of time, arousal making your brain mush as he seeks out his own pleasure and ignoring yours. It’s so hot, your pussy is soaking wet; you can hear him pull his cock free with a wet suctioning noise on every thrust. 

“Daddy, daddy, please,” you whine. 

He growls and spanks your ass, “Shut up and take it, little girl. About to breed you full.”

“Yes, yes, please,” you drool, face smushed against the glass. “Wan’ it.”

“Slut,” he laughs under his breath before groaning. 

He fucks into you a few more times before his pelvis presses tightly against your ass, cock throbbing as rope after rope of hot thick cum fills your pussy to the brim.

Your eyes roll back, “‘m so full, daddy, s’too much.”

“Nonsense, sweetheart, look at this greedy little pussy just gobbling it all up,” he chastises, pulling his cock out with a plap. 

He fixes your panties back in place and pats your ass, “Leave your shirt off, wanna be able to play with those tits whenever I want.”

Standing on shaky legs you nod, “‘kay.”

He guides you back over to the couch, “And no touching that wet needy cunt. Only daddy can make you cum.”

You whine and a short little slap to your tits draws you up short. 

“Behave,” his eyes narrow. “Or you won’t cum at all.”

“Okay, daddy,” you pout, cunt throbbing and hot. 

The rest of the night, Leon does his best to drive you insane with horniness. He bends you over the couch and spanks your pussy until you nearly cum, then fucks you rough and fast until he can pull out and jizz all over your ass. 

Later, he corners you on the stairs and fucks your tits, making you spit all over his cock so he can glide against your skin easier. When he finishes, he coats your face and mouth with thick ropes of his cum before wiping it off and feeding it to you. 

The final straw for you is when he tosses you down onto the kitchen table and eats your cunt like it’s his last meal. 

“Daddy, please, I need to cum,” you cry openly, tears dripping down your cheeks. “It hurts.”

“Aww,” he blows cool air across your soaked slit and you whine. “My sweet girl needs to cum?”

“Please, daddy, I need it so bad.”

“Well, if you need it,” he coos mockingly. 

Raising up, he grabs your thighs and yanks your ass down to the edge of the table. You squeal and wrap your hands around his biceps. Notching the head of his cock at your cunt, he wastes no time in bottoming out in your sopping wet hole. 

“Damn, you’re soaked,” he groans. “Little hole’s just made for daddy’s fat dick, isn’t she, baby?”

“Uh huh,” you scratch at his arms. “S’all daddy’s.”

“Yeah you are,” his eyes darken. “My sweet daughter’s soft chubby pussy’s just too good for daddy to leave alone.”

Shuddering, your legs wrap tightly around his waist, “Yeah, yeah, yeah, so good.”  

“You’re just a cockdrunk slut,” he chuckles in your ear and you keen. “Squeezing me so tight, you gonna cum, sweetheart?”

You nod wildly, hips bucking up against his thrusts, “Uh huh, ‘m so close.”

He slips his hand between your bodies and pinches your clit.

“Oh, this clit’s so swollen,” he licks across your ear and your body spasms. “So fat and sensitive, huh?”

 “Daddy, daddy, ‘m gonna cum, oh god, oh god,” you ramble, mind lost to the pleasure building higher and higher with every stroke of his cock and fingers. 

He says something else but it’s completely lost to you as your climax whites out your brain. Crying out, your back bows, body thrashing underneath his as your orgasm washes over you in waves. 

“Fuck, good girl, god, gonna cream your tight fucking pussy,” he groans brokenly, humping your pussy like crazy until he stills, shooting his load into your milking and clenching hole. 

You lay there together, breathing heavily as you get your heart rates back down. He pulls away with a soft grunt, cock sitting half hard against his thigh. Cum oozes from your puffy cunt and he dips his head down to lick your clit. 

“Ready for another round, sweetheart?”

[cupidscrule]

BUNNY TRAP

Stepdad!Leon X Fem!Reader

Cw - p in v, daughter chasing after dad, stepcest, noncon(?) Unprotected

WRD- 1.5k

You always knew your dad was hot, total babe back in the 2000's ever since you were a kid your friends always gushed over him, and it was fair, always thought it was gross though. Like he's YOUR dad, stepdad yeah but he still raised you, sure he had a cute face, big arms, his pornstar tits were an add on. But he was Dad, nothin' more, But fuck the way he cups your cheek when your sad, hugs you, gives you that awkward Dad kiss. Just makes you yearn for him, which is wrong you know it's wrong but it's like that itch.

Your friends are always tellin' you how lucky you are, not only is Dad hot, he's nice y'know? Real good dad, picks you up everyday, gets you real nice things. Best guy honestly can see why Mom picked him!

"Hi kiddo, you wanted to check out that new place-?" Dad said opening your bedroom door, stupid fucken smile on his dumb hot face

'bury your face in my tits'

"Oh no -! It's okay- really I'm real tired"

'fuck me till I can't breathe'

"Huh- alright, come down soon dinners gonna be ready, and sorry Moms not home yet she said she'd be here in a few weeks 'k?"

'i wanna scream your name'

"Oh it's alright, and of course dad!"

With that he left, shutting the door halfway, dick move but it probably wasn't on purpose, the smell of his colone in the room, only imagining Dad stuff you up. God your disgusting, this is dad. Fourth something year old DAD, since when did you have these thoughts about him, as a kid sure you always thought he was cute 'ohhb I would totally date someone as big and strong as my Daddy!'

But it was LIKE, not actually him. But you can't stop thinkin' about him, wanting Dad to shove your face in the mattress pull on your hair, do the shit they do in pornos. Nasty thoughts, feeling gross and hot imagining all the shit you wanna do with the poor guy, as he just stood there not knowin' thinking your his innocent little daughter who could do no wrong! Oh no she would never have sex before marriage! Oh no my little girl doesn't even cuss!

Yeah right Dad, mhm. Actin' like in middle school my friends weren't blushing over you, whenever you walked in.

Fucken idiot, your little girls not pure, she's not good. She ain't innocent, hell she fantasizes about fucken you every day. It doesn't matter, nothings ever gonna come of this right? Just walk downstairs, eat dinner with dad and go back in your room and sleep it off.

"Sweetiee you finnaly came, how was your day?" Dad says sitting across from you, he didn't even cook. Fucken liar this was clearly some bullshit from a 4 star restaurant he just put on a plate. "Oh it's fine, nothin' much." You say staring at the table, trying to distract yourself from him, how he smells, how he sits, how he opens his mouth, the way he moves his bangs out of his dumb face, his breath. The intoxicating feeling of just bein' near him now.

"Are you okay?"

"Why'd you ask that? You know I'm always fine-" you say in response, playing with your fingers, avoiding his gaze. God feels like a crush in primary school, messin' up words and giggling to your friends about the fastest guy. "You just don't seem like yourselfer Hun, you can always talk to me you know that?" He says, feeling his eyes on you, not in a creepy way more an endearing way which somehow made your entire situation worse. "yeah- I know, don't worry it's fine!" You mumble, lookin' up at him, god he really was dreamy, just wanting him to- NO no more fantasy's.

You finish up, so does he. He just gives you that concerned Dad look before you get up and run back up the stairs like a bitch and lock yourself in your room, typing into Google

'how to stop liking your dad'

'is it normal to have a crush on your dad'

'is it illegal to fuck your step dad'

Jesus Christ your search history, just laying on your side in your bed. Thighs squeezed together tryna' stop thinking about dad, you've seen him shirtless before. Yeah you felt a little hot in your core before, anytime he hugged you you felt so- just so warm. Not the lovey Awee dad and daughter warm, more like if your boyfriend hugged you nice and tight! Feels good, feels warm and fuzzy, pit in your stomach that can only be filled by one thing.

Tossin' and turnin' it's only 6:00pm shit, Dad's still downstairs probobly watching some old movie, he really likes thoughs for some reason, and westerns it's kinda creepy but your the one who wants to fuck him so you really can't be judging. your thoughts are too much to bare, a girl can only last so long on the edge, panties soaked thinking about shit, and hell when you can actually recreate what you want, Nothing's stopping you. Other then ethics but who even cares anymore, walking downstairs to Dear ol' Daddy, bingo.

"Mm- Dad-? Can I talk to you?" You mutter walking up behind the sofa he's laying in, playing with your fingers, how do even address this like,

'Oh yeah dad! Can you just bend your daughter over and fuck her till she's blubbering nonsense, you raised her since she was seven but y'know !!'

No.

"Hm, yeah of course, what's the problem bunny?" He says sitting up, glancing behind him to your miserable face, little frown on your lips. He raises a brow seeing your face, you felt all fuzzy feeling your throat get dry, the hell were you supposed to do?

"Uh Dad, can- can you come upstairs" you mutter looking at him, feeling your chest get heavy. Of course dear Daddy doesn't wanna disappoint you so he gets up and walks over to ya

"What's wrong, Hun?" He says, so sweetly fuck. Looken' all concerned for you, just fall into his chest, even though Dad was in shape he had fatass boobs, real nice to put your face in whenever he hugged ya. Just like always as a concerted Daddy does he puts an arm around you, pulling you nice and tight, "Baby?" He says in that same voice, pullin' your face away from his body, looking down at you.

"Can- can we just sit down" you say grabbing his hand forcefully and leading him to the nice leather sofa, you didn't know much about Mom but she really liked expensive shit and this was the only thing at home she bought..

You push him onto his back, his head resting on the arm, he looked kinda confused, like a puppy! You crawl over on top on him, ass rested on his lower pelvis. "Hey Bunny this is a little- whats wrong?" Dad says trying to carefully lift you off of him, awe stupid Daddy actin' like you're just gonna listen to him

"Dad just let me do this- please, you love me right?" You say looking at him in the eyes, pout on your stupid lips, he just nods slowly as a response. Unzippin' his jeans, wow this really is a shitty porno plot.

'Cute stepdaughter seduces and fucks her Dad while Mom isn't home!'

Jesus Christ you fucking creep.

With his pants open pulling out is fat cock, he wasn't hard which kinda hurt, you were being all cute and all dad did was just sit and stare in shock. Like sure you were gropen him and stuff but he could put some effort in it? Whatever doesn't matter-? You sit on his thighs pulling off your night pants, your panties were already wet from earlier, sadly it seemed Dad didn't really wanna reinact your fantasy so you gotta do all the work, flicking your garments to the side, crawling back onto him. Placing your hips over his Dick, and taking it in, feeling his tip touch your cervix "Mm- fuck-" you murmer, taking a second before getting used to it, slowly moving your hips back and forth, feeling ever little movement. It was euphoric, hands on his chest, looking at his face he looked like he was trying to not enjoy it, but you could tell he was. You felt his breath get heavier anytime you went faster, such a good boy.

His fat dick bruising your womb, your walls squeezing against him, you could hear Dad muttering curse words under his breath, made you feel kinda better about this whole thing. Going to your high and getting that numbing feeling, stomach felt warm, brain all fuzzy and messy collapsing onto him, feeling that warm stuff leaking out of you, pulling yourself off Dad, laying on his chest, glancing up at him, seeing his flushed and disturbed face, awe it was so cute!

He probably felt horrible but you felt amazing, fuck best experience. Putting your arms aside his

"I love you Dad.." you spout into his shirt

"Your Mother can't hear about this B-bunny.." he replies, putting one of arms on your back, you could feel his chest go up and down so cute.

[ao3-rex1223]

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Pairing: Step-dad!Leon x Fem!reader

Tags: Step-cest, daddy kink, barebacking, creampie, try not to get caught, spanking, slight degradation, blow jobs, cum swallowing

Summary: There's been a ton of rain lately and your mother heads to the hardware store to better prepare the house for potential floods. You and Leon are left alone at home to comfort each other.

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“C'mon, sweetie! Let's get going!” your mother shouts. She taps her foot impatiently on the foyer tile. Her car keys jingle softly, as she twirls the key ring around her finger. “There's another storm in a few hours and I want to get ahead of it!”

You quickly trot downstairs. There has been heavy rain all week and the ground is so saturated the sump pump is having trouble keeping up with all the water. Your mother wants to go to the hardware store to get bigger tubing to move more water and prevent the basement from flooding. 

“Maybe we should stay behind and make sure the house stays dry,” Leon suggests to your mother, casually. He gently places his hand on your shoulder. The task will be easier said than done as the mere touch of your step-dad is enough to drop kick your imagination into the gutter and dampen your panties. Your outer folds tingle as arousal pools between your legs. You gulp quietly. 

Your mother contemplates for a minute then nods in agreement, “Yeah, I guess. I really don't want to have to replace the carpet in the basement.” 

Your heart races. Finding and purchasing new tubing will probably take at least a little while, right? You subtly rub your thighs together, desperate to relieve even a sliver of tension from your cunt. Suddenly, every second your mother remains in the house feels like an eternity. All you can think about is hopping on your step-dad’s dick, feeling that thick, juicy cock impale you, stuffing your pussy and filling you with his cum. 

Leon stands strategically behind you so your mom doesn't see his raging erection poking against your ass. Your entire lower half thrums with anticipation, tingling and sizzling from all the nasty thoughts running through your head. 

“Okay, call me if anything goes wrong,” your mother says then turns to head out the door. 

You both stand quietly, waiting to hear the sound of the garage door closing, then you make your way over to the couch. You perch your knees on the cushion and lean over the back so you can carefully peek out the window and make sure you see her car driving away. You sigh with relief, but before you can turn around, Leon pins you in place. “Stay right where you are, baby girl. Daddy can't wait anymore. Gonna fuck your tight little pussy right here!” He cages you in place with his hands on either side of yours on the couch back. He presses his chest against your back and his hard dick against your ass. He drops his lips to your neck and kisses it, lightly at first. He begins moving his hips, grinding his erection on you, dry humping you. 

“Daddy please!” you beg. You press your hips back against his.

He sucks gently on your neck and licks his tongue across your tender skin. “Shh, we've got plenty of time, princess,” he purrs while pulling your pants and panties off your long, silky legs. “Just relax for Daddy and spread your legs like a good girl.” He lifts up your shirt enough to unhook your bra, freeing your breasts while it remains hanging around your shoulders. He grips your soft, pillowy mounds firmly, groaning with desire, the vibrations from his chest humming through your back. “I have an idea, sweetheart,” he begins and plants another delicate kiss on your neck. “How about you stop wearing panties at home? That way Daddy can fuck you whenever he wants to.” He moves his hand to unzip his jeans then pulls them and his boxers down just far enough to free his hard cock. He slides his length against you dripping wet pussy, gliding against your clit. He coats himself in your slick while teasing you, torturing you. “Mmm, that's my good girl. Always such a cock hungry slut for Daddy. I think I'll take you shopping for some skirts and dresses.” He continues gliding his dick against your heat. “Wouldn't you like that baby? Then all Daddy has to do is bend you over to fuck your sweet pussy.”

You moan hungrily, desperate to feel him fill you. “Please, Daddy! I need you inside me!”

“Yeah? Need Daddy to breed you, baby girl?” He prods his leaking cock head against your entrance. Its addicting thickness promises to stretch your tight cunt open. “Gonna fucking knock up my daughter. Don't care if your mom finds out.”

Your eyes roll back in your head at his words and you press your hips backwards, impaling yourself on his dick. 

He grunts, pleasured moans sputtering from his throat as your tightness envelopes him. “Baby…you're so fucking tight!”

“Daddy…” you moan in response. 

“That's right, sweetheart. Tell Daddy how much you love his fat cock breeding your little pussy.” His hands slide up and cup your pert breasts, groping them firmly. 

Your knees dig into the cushion with each thrust, but you ignore the discomfort. Leon's cock feels so fucking good inside you, you refuse to let anything dampen your pleasure. “Ohhh Daddy! Want it…want you to breed me!”

Leon growls, the beast inside him unleashing. His hands clamp down on your waist, and he loses all control, fucking you mercilessly hard. His cock pounds against your cervix, pleasure and pain mixing together throughout your body. “That's my girl, my good, slutty daughter who just can't keep off her Daddy's cock.” He slaps your ass then reaches around to rub your clit, the slick cream from your pussy lubricating his fingers. “Fuck…I can't ever stop this, sweetheart. I can't stand fucking your mother anymore. Just close my eyes and picture you underneath me, moaning loud and proud for your Daddy.” His cock pistons into you even faster, sweat glistening on your bodies. The sound of his wet hips slapping against your ass fills the air with a sinful, erotic melody. 

You cry out as your orgasm crests, rapture overtaking you. “Daddy!” you scream. Your toes curl from the intensity of your passions. Your body trembles. 

Leon hammers into you over and over while you barely manage to hold yourself up. “Fuck!” He slams deep inside you, cumming hard. He chokes out a gritty moan and squeezes your waist tightly with his hand as the last globs of his cum shoot inside you. He gasps for breath and falls forward, bracing himself on the back of the couch, trapping you against it once more. Between desperate gulps of air, he kisses your neck hotly. Savoring the moment, he remains inside you for a while before finally pulling out.

You feel the warm cum leaking out of you when your cunt is, once more, bereft of your step-dad’s cock. He plops down onto the couch then pulls you into his lap and captures your lips with his. His kiss is slow and decadent, allowing you both to savor the intimacy of the moment. 

You kiss continuously until you see a bright flash of lightning through the window. A second later, a deafening clap of thunder cuts through the calm quiet. The house loses power and the noise rattles the house, nearly knocking you onto the floor. 

The house is left in darkness, only dimly lit by subsequent strikes of lightning and what little sunlight manages to survive the journey through miles of dense storm clouds. 

You cling to Leon and whimper softly, the sudden bursts of the storm and the loss of power startling you. Rain begins to downpour. The wind beats it against the side of the house.

He chuckles softly and wraps his arms securely around you. “It's just a storm, baby girl. Don't worry, Daddy will keep you nice and safe.” His phone chimes with a notification. He keeps you in his arms while he reads a text from your mother. “Hm. Seems the hardware store lost power, too. Your mother is going to stay there until the storm passes.” He presses a soft kiss to your temple. “Guess we have a little more time with just the two of us.” He returns a text message agreeing with her and encouraging her to stay where she is until the driving conditions are better. You both may be betraying her in probably the worst way possible, but you still want her to be safe. 

Leon finds a few flashlights and brings you to the basement, just in case. More thunder crashes through the air, shaking the house like it's made of paper. The tornado sirens sound in the distance. You tremble and Leon pulls you into his arms once more. “Don't worry, sweetheart. It's going to be fine; we're safe here.”

“I'm a little worried about my mom…” you admit as you sink into his inviting arms.

Leon kisses your forehead. “That hardware store has a basement. I'm sure they're bringing all the customers and staff down there right now, if they haven't already. She'll be safe there.”

You relax a little from his reassurance. He holds you in his warm, comforting embrace and you eventually fall asleep on the couch downstairs together. 

The next thing you know, there's a gentle hand on your shoulder. “Wake up, sweetie,” your mother's soft voice gently urges. You open your eyes, a little disoriented, but, after a moment, realize your mother has found you laying on top of Leon on the couch downstairs. You panic for a split second then notice her face is calm and she's even…smiling. She kisses Leon lovingly. “Thank you so much for comforting her! I guess she told you how much thunderstorms scare her, huh?” She asks softly. 

Leon thinks quickly and nods with a placid smile. “She did. I'm glad I was able to help her relax. She just looked so terrified, I couldn't bring myself to leave her all alone. I guess we both just fell asleep.”

Your mother clasps her hands together under her chin with an adoring smile. “That's just so cute! I'm so glad you guys get along so well! My daughter really needs a stable father figure in her life!”

Leon smiles at you, his eyes rich with deep affection. “She's the best daughter a dad could hope for, really. I would do anything for her.”

“Aww!” your mother coos, absolutely eating up the distorted truth you're feeding her. 

Another clap of thunder shakes through the house, although this one is far less voluminous than the ones you had heard earlier. Still, the sudden noise combined with the terror that arrived when you thought you were caught in the act has you jump a bit.

“Don't worry, sweetie,” your mother reassures you. “The worst has passed. You can go back to your room to sleep. It's late, anyway. We should all go to bed.” She gently brushes your hair behind your ear. “Do you want me to stay with you till you fall asleep, honey?” your mom offers, just like she used to when you were five. Storms don't scare you nearly as much now as they used to; still, you're willing to play up the fear aspect right now to save your and Leon’s asses. 

“Well, darling, why don't I stay with her? You know, we've gotten so close tonight after weathering that terrible storm earlier, I just really want to be there for her, now,” Leon suggests, desperately trying to hide the desire in his voice.

Your mother buys every word he says. She looks like she could melt from the sweetness. “Oh sure, honey! That would be so sweet of you!” She kisses him once more then heads up to her and Leon’s room. 

Leon sighs with relief and you can feel his tense muscles relax. “Fuck, that was close.”

“Yeah,” you agree, letting out your own breath you didn't even realize you were holding. 

He narrows his eyes and smirks teasingly at you. “So…afraid of storms, huh?”

You chuckle and shake your head slightly. “I was when I was a little kid, but it's gotten better as I've gotten older. Now, they don't bother me really at all unless they are causing lots of damage.” You sigh. “But I guess Mom still thinks I'm phobic. Shows how much she listens to me.”

“Well, now don't look at this like it's a bad thing. Let her go on believing it.” He leans in and kisses your neck tenderly. “Imagine how much we could use that to our advantage. Every time there's a thunderstorm, Daddy gets to hold his baby girl in his arms. I bet your mother wouldn't even care if I spent the whole night in your room, just to…comfort you.”

You grin wickedly at the thought. Your hometown gets a lot of storms in the summer. 

“I can just picture it,” Leon whispers. He nuzzles your hair and carefully takes in your scent. “You, asleep in your bed, with Daddy's cock buried inside you all night. I'll keep all those scary storms away while my cute little daughter keeps my dick warm.” He nibbles on your earlobe. “C'mon, sweet girl, let's get you all tucked into bed and Daddy will keep you safe.” He walks you up to your bedroom, a slight distance from your mother's room down the hall, but definitely close enough to hear you…if you're too loud. 

But the thrill of getting caught excites you instead of deterring you, like it should. No, in fact, your cunt is already dripping wet at the thought of fucking your step-dad while your mom sleeps only 20 feet away. Your knees nearly buckle as you imagine it, but Leon keeps his hand around your waist, stabilizing you. He quietly closes the door and locks it. Just in case. If your mother notices it somehow and questions it, he'll just make up some bullshit excuse about it making you feel safer. He undresses you and pinches your nipples while kissing you hungrily. 

Your soft whimpers are desperate to grow into hot, sultry moans, but you force yourself to keep quiet. You undo Leon’s pants and push them along with his boxers down to the floor. His massive cock springs free and bobs against his belly. He's already hard as a rock.

He slips his hand between your legs, feeling your drippy cunt. “Mmm, always so ready for Daddy, aren't you?” His mouth melts into yours, lips and tongues tangling together in a soirée of need.

You gently run your fingertips along his chest, leaving his skin sizzling beneath them. He groans softly. Your hands arrive at their destination and gently grip his long, fat cock. You delicately rub the head with your thumb, already gooey with precum. His hips twitch a little as you brush along the sensitive area. Another flash of lightning illuminates his beautiful face for a brief moment. Thunder follows a few seconds later.

“Baby, you're gonna make Daddy cum too soon,” he purrs but doesn't stop you. “You want Daddy to cum all over your hand, sweetheart? Or maybe you'd like it in your mouth.”

You whimper again, struggling more and more to stifle yourself. Your grip on his dick tightens ever so slightly. 

“Mmm yeah that sounds good, baby girl.” He manhandles you over to the bed, but doesn't push you onto it. Instead, he sits down on the edge and gently pushes you down to your knees between his legs. “Get on your knees for Daddy, baby girl. You ever suck cock before?” He smiles wickedly down at you while petting your head gently. He grabs the base of his cock and taps it against your lips. You instinctively lick and kiss it. 

“No, Daddy,” you admit, your face flushing just a bit. 

“That's okay, sweetheart. Just means it's easier for you to learn exactly what Daddy likes.” He threads his fingers into your hair and slowly guides your mouth to his cock. 

You whimper and lick it again then kiss the tip, his precum coating your lips. “Daddy…” you coo, softly. 

He smiles down at you and purrs, “Open your mouth, baby girl.”

You comply and drop your jaw, lolling your tongue out. You stare up at Leon with half lidded eyes, lust oozing from your innocent gaze. You feel Leon's dick twitch against your soft lips. 

“Fuck…you look so fucking hot on your knees for me, baby girl.” he leans forward, hovering his head over yours. “Close your eyes. Got a little present for my sweet baby.”

You comply and close your eyes, breath hitched from anticipation. You feel a cool drop of saliva hit your tongue. Your pussy clenches around nothing as you realize the spit came from Leon. You moan again, still trying to keep it quiet. You swallow. “Daddy…more…please…” You drop your mouth wide open, tongue eager to feel more. 

“Anything for you, princess.” He takes a moment to build up his next load of spit. He drags his thumb across your bottom lip then leans in closer, pursing his lips together. He parts them slightly and pushes the glob of saliva out to drip down onto your tongue. 

Your cunt gushes slick onto your thighs. You curl your tongue back into your mouth, greedily swallowing every drop Leon gives you. “Thank you, Daddy,” you whisper. 

“You're so welcome. Such a sweet daughter I have,” he replies. He runs his fingers through your hair, delicately. “Now, open your mouth again, baby. It's time to suck Daddy's cock like a good daughter.” He parts your lips with his fingers and feeds his dick onto your mouth. 

You inhale sharply through your nostrils as you taste him for the first time. It's warm and salty, a forbidden but addicting treat. You wrap your lips around his thick shaft, eager to pleasure him, please him. You gently ease your head forward, taking more and more of his cock inside your mouth. You close your eyes, savoring the taste and sensation. You begin bobbing your head, like you've seen before that time on the beach when you meet Leon. 

He throws his head back, covering his mouth to keep himself quiet. He breathes heavily, little groans and grunts slipping out between his lips. His hips jerk forward, lodging his cock in the back of your hot mouth. His tip hits your throat, making you gag. 

You retch and pull away, coughing and gasping. A few tears leak from your eyes and you blush, embarrassed you weren't able to take him as far as he wanted. “Sorry, Daddy.”

He gently brushes your cheek dry with his thumb. “It's okay baby girl. You'll get used to it. Before long you'll be taking Daddy's cock all the way down that tight throat of yours.” He gently tilts your head up. “Let's try again, sweetheart.” He feeds his dick back into your waiting mouth. 

You eagerly engulf him a second time, determined to succeed. He's gentler now, easing in slowly, carefully. You swallow all the saliva pooling in the back of your throat. Leon groans as he feels your mouth tightening around his dick. 

“Good girl. You're taking Daddy so well.” He runs his fingers through your hair, tenderly massaging your scalp. The wet, slurping noises you make as you suck him off is like a symphony to him. “Use your tongue, sweetheart. Swipe it around Daddy's cock.”

You comply and swirl your tongue around the thick shaft, the occasional popping noise piercing the air as your lips lose and reform the seal around his fat cock. You begin moving your head again, consciously suppressing your gag reflex as he thrusts deeper. 

Leon grips your hair a bit tighter and guides your rhythm exactly how he wants. It's a slow pace at first, but he gradually increases the speed. Your ears are ringing from so much effort to keep him in your mouth. You hear the faint sound of thunder, unsure if the storm has faded or the noise simply isn't reaching your brain with so many new sensations overwhelming your senses and competing for your focus. 

“Oh baby…” Leon groans. “Just like that…Daddy's gonna cum down your tight little throat.” He pants, grunting and moaning while his chest heaves. He forces your mouth further onto his cock and thrusts his hips up. You feel the warm, sticky, salty fluid hit the back of your throat. “Need you to swallow it for me.”

You hold your breath and swallow every drop of his cum, letting out a soft moan after.

He holds your head in place until the last of his spunk shoots into your mouth. “Oh fuck…what a good girl…taking Daddy's cock so well and swallowing all my cum…I'm such a lucky Daddy.” He pulls your mouth off his dick with a pop and then guides you into your bed. He wraps his arm around you and pulls your back against his chest then kisses your neck. He gently rubs your belly with his hand. “Good night baby girl. Get some sleep. Daddy's not gonna leave you.”

The last of the storm rumbles in the distance, barely registering in your mind as you fall asleep in your step-dad’s embrace. 

[elfven-blog]

Hello babies~

I have made a Stepdad!Leon AI! However for it to work you do need to mention he’s your stepdad in like the first few chats.

ONLY INTERACT WITH HIM IF YOU’RE 18+

The man is on Spicychat.ai so he’s NSFW

Stepdad!Leon

I’m keeping him unlisted so you have to use the link, just in case. If anything’s wonky with him let me know and I’ll adjust his script!

And thanks to the wonderful @lipglossanon who gave me permission to use her fics (mixed with my own) to make his script

[dilfomaniac]

Soon i’ll make a masterlist but until then i’ll need to write a fic or a bunch of drabbles soo sooooo give me di!leon ideas incest or stepcest or fauxcest the list goes on babes

[barleyo]

Daddy's Girl.

Step Dad! Leon Kennedy X F! Reader (smut)

A/N: Don't like? Don't read! Either way, READ THE TAGS. I'm starting to get pretty weird on this blog, so expect more stuff like this! A girl has to feed her fetishes, so feel free to tag along with me and enjoy what my sick little mind thinks up. Thanks for reading!

Tags: stepcest, step-dad/step-daughter relationship, cream pie, daddy issues, use of "baby girl" and "daddy's girl," daddy kink, oral sex (f receiving), swearing, infidelity, p in v, cream pie, unprotected sex, LARGE AGE GAP (legal), 2nd person POV

Word count: 2.1k

As far as your mother was concerned, your father was worth less than the sum of his parts. He was fleeting idea, a mere concept in both of your lives ever since you could remember. Sure, you remembered a few odd Christmases with a surplus of gifts, all tagged "from Daddy," and a few daddy-daughter dates here and there, but that wasn't enough to make up for his true absence. 

It wasn't a surprise when your mom eventually left him, scooping you up with her. Just you and her, and the rare postcard that your sperm-donor decided to ship off once a year or so. It was good enough then when it was just you two finding your way in the world, but it went downhill when your mom found a new boy toy. 

Leon.

He wasn't a bad guy, by any means. Wasn't pushy, didn't make you call him "dad" or try to impose his will onto you, but his presence made the absence of your real father that much more obvious. You tried to ignore him for the most part, letting your mom have her little relationship with him to tide her over. 

But then they got married. Leon became a more permanent fixture. That was no bueno. 

You toughened it out, being cordial with him until you finally hit that mark of independence: sweet, sweet 18! The big one-eight, your ticket to freedom! 

Everything was planned out for your big day. Mom and Leon made a cake, presents were given, and all birthday wishes granted, except for one. What you really wanted, was for your dad to show up for just this one day, just this once, to have him and not just his money. 

You could never get that lucky, though, and that thought was cemented in your head when you found yourself waiting for him outside of your house. The driveway was empty, not even your mom's car was out there, she still had to head off to work. The world couldn't pause for a birthday girl, it seemed.

Stepping back inside to the house, you slammed the door behind you, practically throwing yourself onto the leather couch in the living room. The tears started faster than you could contain them, and quite honestly, you didn't want to contain them. It was your party, damn it, and you would cry if you wanted to!

"You okay, kid? I heard the door-"

Fuck. Him.

Leon's heavy footsteps made their way down the stairs, leading to his place in front of you. "(Y/N), are you crying?"

You sucked back a breath of air, steadying yourself as much as you could before speaking. 

"No, 'm not, just-- go, just leave me alone." You let your face drop into your hands, staining your sleeves with tears.

Leon, being just the right amount of pushy, took a steps next to you a placed his hand on your shoulder. "Can we talk about it? I mean, I probably know what it is, but we could- you could say whatever you need to say." His face cringed a bit at his own words, feeling like he was already fucking this up. "No judgement."

You kept your face covered but obliged, knowing that talking about it, even with Leon, would make you feel a little better.

"My dad isn't here. He's been promising for weeks that he'd show, but he isn't here."

"Oh."

Your step-dad bit his lip trying to figure out how to make you feel better. He knew you weren't exactly fond of him, but he felt a twinge of responsibility.

"Fuck 'em," Leon finally decided on. "He's a liar and you don't need him. So, fuck 'em. Why would you want a deadbeat to bring you down on your special day?" 

"Because, he's my dad," you said, like it was the most obvious thing. He was right, of course, but the absence still hurt you.

"No dad would stand up a sweet girl like you on her birthday. You only turn 18 once. A real dad wouldn't miss a birthday this monumental for anything. What's he worth, if he can't keep to his word?"

"I guess nothing." You sat up straighter, trying to make yourself calm down. "D'ya think it's, like, my fault? Why doesn't he want to see me?"

He suddenly got really serious, making his grip on your shoulder firm.

"Not at all. You are a wonderful girl. Your mom thinks so, and so do I. You are brilliantly smart, kind, responsible, sweet, gorgeous-- you're perfect and if that scumbag can't see that, then he's beyond saving." 

He loosened his grip, letting his hand fall down to your lap, a bit close to the crotch of your jeans. You didn't look down, trying to convince yourself it was an accident, but he didn't move his hand either.

His other hand came up to your face, holding your cheek and to your own surprise, you leaned into his hand. His big, calloused, confronting hand.

Fuck him.

Something snapped in you when he leaned in for a kiss. God, it was wrong, so wrong, but you were so conflicted. Is this what a father's love really felt like? Hell if you knew, this was close enough in your book.

"Hmph-! Leon..." You pulled away from the kiss, wiping at your mouth roughly to get rid of the salvia strings connecting the both of you. "This is wrong, this isn't okay, my mom-"

"Is not here." 

He placed another kiss on your lips, this one chaste and sweet, so unlike the passionate one you shared before. 

"Just you and me. I know your dad isn't here, but I am. Let me make up for him, baby." His whispers pricked goosebumps over your body, lighting a fire deep in you. "Let daddy love you. Can I show you?"

His big hand looked nearly comical resting against the small button of your jeans, pawing desperately at them. So, so, so wrong. So fucked up, so not okay, so....

"Yes," you said breathily. "Okay, I-I want you to show me. Just be careful please, 'cause.." you trailed off a bit, feeling the pop of your pants opening. 

Leon yanked them down, tossing them away quickly. "Fuck, that's good," he said, pressing his tongue flatly on your mound through your panties. 

The fabric slowly grew a wet patch that clung to you, getting sticky. He placed a soft kiss on your clothed clit, then rested his head on your soft thigh.

"Anybody ever touch you here?" he asked, running a finger over your pussy. 

You softly shook your head, mumbling out a 'no.'

"Mm, more for daddy, yeah? Gonna make you feel so good," he said, slipping your panties to the slide. His mouth made quick work, tongue already gliding up and down on your clit. 

Your face was already twisting up in pleasure, eyebrows knitting together tightly.

"That's cute," he blew cool air over your cunt, keeping his eyes on your face. "You like it? My mouth all over you like this?"

"Mhm, please- don't stop. I wanna feel it again." 

You reached your hand out to hold his head, wanting to push it down before bringing your hand back nervously.

"That's right, push my head down if you want. 'M here to make you feel good, so you use me. Just a wet mouth for you today, sweet girl."

You nodded eagerly, running your hands through his blond hair and taking taking firm purchase of a section of it. Your hands greedily pushed his face into your cunt. The feeling of his nose rubbing against your clit while his tongue dug into your tight hole made you feel fuzzy inside.

Leon was so vulgar with his noises; he almost enjoyed it more than you were. Slurp after slurp came from his mouth, accompanied by a moan or two while he tried to get himself off by palming himself through his pants. 

The sight of him was just as good as the feeling of him. You had never been taken care of so thoroughly. Leon was opening a whole new world to you, a world where you could be selfish and take, because your daddy would provide, no questions asked.

"Lemme try somethin', yeah, baby?"

He shook your hand off and spat directly on your clit, spreading the fat glob with his fingers. Tight, fast circles were traced over your bud, back and forth. It felt like hypnosis, the way he reeled your body in closer to an orgasm. 

"Daddy, please, 'm gonna cum," you said, face flushing of all color. "Your mouth, want your mouth," you shot out quickly, already obsessed with the feeling of his hot mouth tonguing you down.

He obliged, of course. How could he turn his princess down? Leon's lips again wrapped around your clit, sucking on the bud like it gave him life. 

You came soon after. You seized and convulsed and the feeling of his eyes taking you in made the waves of pleasure crash down that much harder over your body. 

"If he knew what a sweet fucking pussy you had," Leon said, licking a final stripe over it, "he'd never wanna leave."

"Wha--?"

"I said," Leon pulled away from your pussy, lifting his head to your ear, "that even your dad would wanna be tongue deep in your sweet, tight cunt. But it's all mine, isn't it?"

The sound of his belt unbuckling made you wetter, if that was possible, but it also sent a sense of realization through you.

You had your pussy in your step dad's mouth. And you liked it. And now, you would let him fuck you. And you would love it. 

"I know you're a virgin, but fuck, baby, you're so tight." His voice was grumbly and strained while he tried to push into you. "Maybe I need to eat you up a little more," he teased.

"No, I need you inside, wanna feel it now." You let yourself go completely. Here you were, whining like a brat while Leon's fat cock stretched you. The pain with sharp, but immediately worth it. He fit inside perfectly, easily hitting your sensitive spots with a few thrusts.

He hissed, feeling you clamp down on his length. "Shh, come on, gotta get used to it baby. Don't want me to cum too quick, do you?"

"Yes, I do," you whined, desperate to know for certain that you were making him feel good too. 

Leon's laugh softly rang in your ears. "No, I wanna make it worth your time. Wish I could take you all night long," he muttered, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips. 

He swallowed all of your moans, slipping his tongue into your mouth while he rocked into you. He tried to find a rhythm, but he was too lost in pleasure to be neat about it. 

He'd fuck you nice and orderly another day, but for now? He just wanted to feel you gush around him, and feel your cunt get sloppy while he took you.

Your breathless moans caught his attention. He found the angle that made you get oldest and stuck with it, lifting your hips up with his hands so he could piston into your g-spot.

"Oh my god, right there! That feels-- oh my god."

"I know, baby," he said, thumbs digging into your hipbones. "Feels good f'me too. You're so good for daddy."

Your heart, and cunt, pounded the more he spoke. You were close and you knew it, you just needed him to keep talking you through it. "I am?"

"Yes, baby, you're perfect. Daddy's perfect little princess, taking my cock so good." His cock twitched, so he clenched his jaw, refusing to cum before you did. "You know what good girls get to do?"

"Hmph?" Your face was red and hot, mouth hanging open while he continued to fuck into your spongey walls.

"They cum hard on daddy's cock. Can you do that for me? Cum all on me?" He traced his hand over your cheek, letting his thumb land on your bottom lip while he egged you on.

Your body had never reacted faster, immediately creaming on his length. Your hole milked him, each contraction gripping his length and sucking the cum right out of him. 

Leon let a shaky breath out before pulling out of you, scooping the mixture of your cum in his fingers. He rubbed it between two fingers for a moment and popped it into his mouth, groaning at the taste.

You came down from your own high and looked over at him, feeling guilt pull at your chest.

"Leon."

"Hm?"

"What about mom? She's gonna freak if she ever finds out. Did we fuck up? What's gonna--"

"Hey," he said, shushing you with his finger over your lips. "She's not gonna find out and she doesn't need to know. I might be married to her, and I get why you're stressed, but what we have is different."

He pulled his finger off of your mouth and pressed a kiss to your forehead cheekily. "You're daddy's girl. That makes you special."

[lipglossanon]

Nothing But Trouble

Stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader <one shot>

word count: 1995

requested by the wonderful @ao3-rex1223 💜🥺

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, stepcest (kinda lol), daddy kink, dirty talk, kissing, fingering, spanking, rough sex, multiple orgasms, squirting, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink

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The first time’s an accident. Your mom tells you she’ll be gone on a work trip for a few days. Plenty of time to invite Leon over for a mini sleepover. So it’s a surprise when you and Leon are getting hot and heavy on the couch to see headlights splash bright light through the windows, making you pull away from him. 

“Oh my god, she’s home,” you panic, standing up from the couch and tugging Leon’s hand. “We need to hide out in my room.”

He grins, a wicked curve of his lips, “You don’t want her to see us, sweetheart?”

You roll your eyes and lead him upstairs as you hear the garage door roll open, “Yeah, not with your hand down my pants.”

He pushes against your back to quicken your pace. Once inside, he shuts the door before turning to you. He manhandles you until you’re bent over the bed, roughly tugging your jeans and panties down. 

Groaning, he swipes his fingers across your slit, “So wet for me, baby. Like that daddy’s playing with this cute pussy?”

“Yes,” you whimper, burying your face into the sheets, “want you so bad.”

“Poor thing,” he mockingly coos down at you before landing a loud slap across your ass, “shouldn’t have been a little brat then, huh?”

“Daddy,” you hiccup as he spanks your ass again, “‘m sorry.”

“Shhh, unless you want your mom coming in here to see her little girl being split open on my cock,” he laughs. “I won’t mind it—show her what a tight, slutty pussy looks like.”

Slick leaks from your hole and glistens off your thighs as Leon spanks you over and over until the skin is hot. Without any warning, you feel him notch the fat head of his cock against your cunt and bottom out in one stroke. His palm covers your mouth right as you scream, body thrashing underneath his heavy weight. 

“Hush, sweetheart,” his amused voice murmurs in your ear, “I’m just giving you what you want. Don’t you want daddy’s big cock stuffing you full?”

Your eyes roll back as he grinds even deeper into your pussy, the tip of his dick kissing your cervix in a way that makes your cunt gush, pleasure-pain skating up your spine. His hand moves from your mouth to press against the back of your head while the other slips under your body, pulling the hood of your clit back so the sensitive nub can grind against the duvet. 

A stuttering moan leaves your lips, the squelching from his dick pistoning into your cunt sounding loud and salacious in your small room. His rough thrusts grind your clit against your bedspread, sending molten heat to pool in your belly. Leon’s hand grips your head and pulls you up until your body bows. 

“This pussy’s just made for my fat cock, isn’t it, baby?” He grunts, “God, your mom could walk in at any time and see me pounding your hot, wet cunt.”

His dick brushes against your g-spot, making you squeal and clamp down on him.

“Daddy,” you pant, “I’m so close, I wanna cum, please let me cum.”

“Such a good little slut,” he praises, “what if I said no?”

Tears clump your lashes together, “Oh, please. I’ll be so good, daddy, please, wanna cum on your cock. Need you to cum in my pussy.”

He chuckles and stills inside your throbbing walls, sending you into a tailspin of need. Your hips writhe back, trying to hump down on his cock, but he stills you with an iron grip on your waist. 

“Now, that’s two different things, baby girl,” he whispers into your ear, “you want to cream my cock,” he slips a hand down to your spread open cunt to teasingly rub your swollen clit, “but then, say you need me to cum inside your fat, drippy pussy? Which is it?”

“Fuck, please,” you mewl, brain hazy with pleasure, “please, daddy.”

“Aww, since you’re asking so nicely, I’ll let you have both,” he croons against your hair, “cream my cock and I’ll breed this sweet hole til my cum’s dripping out.”

Shuddering, your hips buck forward into his fingers before pressing back, his cock slipping in and out of your cunt. A few more tight circles against your pudgy clit and your orgasm overtakes your senses. Your pussy walls clamp and pulse against his cock as Leon fucks you harder and harder. He bites down on your shoulder, burying his cock deep inside your hole, cum spurting from his tip as his balls empty into your pussy. 

“Good girl,” he pats your hip, sinking more of his weight onto your back until you’re both prone on the bed.

His weight feels nice, lulling you into a sleepy daze as he pets your sides and brushes your hair away from your face. He hisses when his cock softens enough to slip from your messy cunt, slick and cum dripping onto the bed. He cuddles you into his broad chest until a sharp rap at your door startles you both. 

“Honey, you awake?”

You freeze, looking at Leon who only laughs to himself. He gets up off your bed and steps into your closet, shooting you a wink as he shuts the door. You bundle your blanket up around your shoulders and clear your throat. 

“Y-yeah, come in,” you answer her, hoping it doesn’t smell too much like sex. 

Opening the door, she walks into your room with a little smile, “I know I wasn’t due back for a few more days, but they canceled the guest speaker at the last minute.”

“Oh,” you cringe internally, knowing your voice’s a little higher than usual. “Are they going to reschedule?”

She hums, eyes scanning your room before coming back to you, “Yes, it’s early next week, so I’ll be leaving again soon.”

You nod, “Okay then.”

“Well,” she tilts her head slightly, “guess I’ll let you get back to resting.”

She pauses for a second, a little frown pinching her brows before she laughs to herself, “Say hi to that boyfriend of yours.”

“What?” You call out, acid swirling in your stomach. 

She waves you off and shuts your door, footsteps disappearing down the hall. You raise up and look over your bed to see Leon’s jacket bundled up at the foot of your bed. 

“It’s new. She won’t recognize it,” his smooth voice cuts into your thoughts as he steps out. 

“Oh my god,” you flop back onto your bed, “my heart’s beating so fast.”

You let out a little laugh while Leon sits on the edge of your bed. 

“Up for a little more?” The corner of his lips quirks up into a half smile as he trails his fingers up to your thigh. 

From then on, you sneak Leon into the house at every opportunity. Your mom gives you sly little glances when she catches a man’s jacket strewn over the back of the couch or sees a pair of shoes kicked off by the door. Somehow, you’re always able to keep her finding out that it’s Leon who’s your new beau. 

Even though he tries his damndest to get you caught every. single. time. 

“C’mon, baby, let me hear you,” he goads, fingers buried knuckle deep in your cunt as you sit next to him on the couch, “your mom’s due back any time.”

He pulls out his fingers and adds a third to your hole before pressing them back inside, tips rubbing against the spongy spot at the front of your pussy. Leon bites your neck, sucking the skin as his thumb slowly rubs across your swollen clit. 

“Oh fuck, Leon,” you slur, head tipping back against the couch, making it easier for him to suck and bite at the column of your neck. 

“You’re so fucking wet,” he nips the shell of your ear, “this hungry little cunt’s just sucking my fingers in, can’t wait to feel her around my cock.”

“Daddy,” you gasp wantonly, hips rolling down into his hand, “want that, want your cock.”

“Oh, I know,” he simpers, kissing your cheek, “my poor baby and her sweet pussy need daddy to breed her all night long.”

Goosebumps prickle along your skin as your thighs fall open even wider, “God, yes, please, want you to cum in me so bad.”

He growls and fingerfucks your cunt even harder, slick splashing against his palm as it slaps against your mound. The trill of your phone doesn’t even slow him down as you shakily bring it up to see who’s calling. 

“It’s my mom,” you whimper and he only smirks, fingers still pumping into your chubby cunt, “Leon.”

“Answer it, slut,” he slows his rough pace but keeps his fingers rubbing against your g-spot as you shakily answer the call. 

“H-hi mom,” you swallow down the moans wanting to escape, “y-yeah my boyfriend’s here.”

Leon laughs into your neck and picks back up the hard and fast pace from earlier, pussy loudly squelching and making you squirm. 

“Huh? No, no, we’re just making s-some food,” you shut your eyes, hoping and praying the orgasm you feel building in your core holds off just a little longer. 

“Oh? You’re on your way home? Oh no, he’ll be gone by then,” you bite your lip, eyes fluttering shut as Leon’s thumb circles your clit just right, ratcheting your arousal higher and higher with every press. 

“Okay, yeah, u-uh yeah, you t-too, mmhmm,” your mind is blurring, “talk to you later.”

The hand holding the phone drops down onto the couch as Leon brings you to the edge and pushes you over. Slick gushes from your cunt, squirting out all over the couch, Leon’s arm, and onto the floor. 

“Oh fuck, fuck, daddy, ‘m cumming,” you wail, back arching as his fingers keep thrusting in and out of your hole, “fuck!”

You squirt again as his fingers keep rubbing and pressing against the spongy spot in your cunt that has your walls fluttering like crazy. After making you cum again, he finally eases his fingers from your swollen cunt, lightly petting your clit with wet fingers until you whimper. 

“Fuck me,” you spread your pussy open, folds wet and hole clenching around nothing, “breed me right here, right now, daddy.”

“Fuck,” he growls out, undoing his belt and jeans, quickly shoving them down his thighs to pull his cock free. 

You moan as soon as you see his sticky uncut tip, “Please, Leon, want it.”

There’s no finesse as he shoves his cock inside your overly sensitive pussy, not worried about your pleasure at all at this moment. 

“What a fucking slut,” he laughs meanly, pinching your clit, “you’re gonna get us caught cause I’m not stopping—told you that I’m gonna breed you all night.”

“Don’t care,” you gasp, pussy rippling around his cock, “just fill me up, feels so good.”

“Goddamn,” he bares his teeth at you, “fuck, you’re so perfect. Got the best fucking pussy.”

Half a dozen thrusts later and he’s spilling hot and thick inside your cunt, sticky ropes of cum painting your pussy walls white. 

“Oh god,” you whimper, cunt clenching rhythmically around Leon’s softening cock. 

“We’re not finished,” the words rumble from his chest. 

With a squeal, Leon pulls you up, making you wrap your legs around his waist as he carries you upstairs into your room. Shutting your door, he shoves you up against it, licking into your mouth messily, spit dripping from your lips as he kisses you heatedly. 

A half hour later, when your mom comes home, she can hear the rhythmic thudding of you getting your pussy railed against your door by, unbeknownst to her, the man who used to be your step dad. She only laughs in embarrassment, planning on talking to you about maybe taking your extracurricular activities to your boyfriend’s place to avoid any awkward talks like this in the future.

[cupidscrule]

Okay guys id!Leon x Step kid Reader will be out tonight:3!!

[ao3-rex1223]

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Pairing: Step-Dad!Leon x Fem!Reader

Tags: Smut, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Light Bondage, Pseudo-Incest, step-father and step-daughter, Step-cest, Creampie, Unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink

Summary: You hook up with sexy cop who is called to the spring break beach party where your having a little fun. Six months later, you find he's marrying your mother. His new title of step-father should deter you from desiring him like you do, but it only makes it worse.

A/N: This is my first attempt at my own version of step-dad!Leon although very much inspired by @lipglossanon and the amazing works she's created!

“Shots!” You cry out happily with a comically timed hiccup, then burst into giggles as you listen to your own drunken noises. You're stumbling on the beach with the rest of your classmates and everyone else who decided to join in on this spring break bash. Beer and cheap wine have been flowing all evening and it's nearing ten o'clock…still early in your book. 

The party hasn't slowed down either! Somehow a telephone pole was knocked over and dragged onto the beach. It's now the fuel for a large, long bonfire. There's a van with the back doors wide open and large speakers inside blaring music. All around you, people are dancing, drinking, and having the time of their lives! Hell, there's even some guy off in the distance clearly getting his dick sucked. You sputter out a laugh, “pffft.” 

Finally, one of your friends hands you a shot of…something. Who cares what it is? You're on spring break! You down the shot, it's fiery liquid burning all the way down. “WOOOO!” you yell triumphantly, your voice barely registering over the loud music. You adjust your red bikini top, making sure your boobs are still hidden - although barely given how skimpy the whole thing is - and return to dancing with your friends. 

Near midnight, with the bash still going strong, red and blue flashing lights intrude on your fun. “Fuck,” you mutter, though with the music at a cool billion and five decibels, you could have yelled and no one would hear. You start waving your arms, trying to get everyone's attention and shouting, “Cops!” hoping it will be loud enough. 

Eventually, enough of your fellow party goers see your wild arms and connect the dots to the flashing lights. Someone finally turns down the music.

The siren briefly sounds to ensure everyone's attention, then the officer exits the car, each of his authoritative steps hitting the dry sand with a crunch. The man saunters over to the crowd of rowdy college kids. Without words, he stares down each and every one, his eyes landing on yours last. You see him quirk a brow and his lips twitch, curling up in the slightest smirk. His face is beautiful, angular and chiseled. It’s framed by straight, dark hair, just long enough to thread your fingers through it. You see thick biceps protruding from his short sleeved police uniform shirt. You suspect he has a banging body to match. If he weren't on duty and possibly about to arrest everyone, you'd definitely fuck him, even if he is older than you, maybe by ten or perhaps twenty years. He still looks amazing!

“Got a noise complaint,” the sexy officer announces. His voice is a buttery soft baritone dream. He stalks along the crowd, assessing. “Figured I'd come and see what you kids were up to,” he adds with a wide smirk. “My name is Officer Kennedy.” The light of the bonfire reflects off of his badge, flashing the group of drunk college students. 

Everyone stays quiet while you're aggressively undressing him with your eyes.

“Listen, kids, I like a good party as much as the next guy, just keep the volume down, alright?” He flashes a charming grin at the crowd. The one controlling the speakers slowly turns up the music until the officer gives him the ‘okay’ signal with his hand. Shifting his focus back to you, he walks up to you with a sly grin, his eyes raking up and down your scantily clad body. He towers over you. “Hey there, sweet thing. Couldn't help but notice you eyeing me earlier. What’s your name?”

A tingle runs through you, from the tips of your ears all the way down to your toes. Your already flushed face blushes even more as you attempt to hide your smile, with great failure. You give him your first name with a soft, breathy voice. “You, uh, wanna stick around for a drink…Officer?” You find yourself flirtatiously twisting back and forth like a lovestruck teenager.

“Sorry, sweetheart. I’m on duty. Can’t be drinking,” he replies, but there’s a twinkle in his eye. “Though, I’m off in…” he pauses to check his watch, “twenty minutes.”

A confident grin slowly creeps across your face. “I’m sure we can find something to do till then,” you muse. 

Officer Kennedy lets out a snort, his mischievous smile reaching his eyes. He glances around the beach, finally locating a small shack in the distance, no doubt full of miscellaneous, nautical bric-a-brac. He looks back at you and subtly nods in the direction of the shack. You grin widely and nod in acceptance, following quickly beside him toward your time killer for the next twenty minutes. 

He holds the rickety wooden door open for you and you step inside. Sure enough, there’s old beach chairs, various parts of boats, a jetski, and several feet of rope scattered throughout. At the back, there’s a workbench that Officer Kennedy obviously finds sturdy enough for your cute little ass because as soon as he shuts and secures the door, he lifts you into his arms and carries you to it. As soon as you’re set down, his mouth is all over you. Pillowy soft lips capture yours. His tongue slides along your bottom lip, demanding entry. You open up for him and with a groan, he wastes no time exploring your delicious mouth. “Mmm, you taste like whiskey, baby girl.” He returns to his slow sweep of your oral cavity. His hands roam along your body, caressing every inch of exposed skin, which, let’s be honest, is most of it. You moan in reply as his fingertips dance along your hips. 

You tangle your fingers in his hair while he wraps your legs around his waist, pressing his hardening cock to your wet core. Your back arches, pressing your body against his hard chest. Your nipples are so hard they might rip through your bikini top. 

Officer Kennedy grunts, feeling the heat from your smoldering cunt and the sensation of your tits on him. “Fuck, baby girl…you want this bad, don’t you?” He moves his lips, kissing your cheek then dropping to your neck. He begins with a gentle suck to your tender skin, drawing out the sweetest sighs from you. 

“Fuck…yes! God, I want it so bad. Please, Officer Kennedy!” you confess. 

The officer’s eyes darken and he stops his assault on your neck. “Name’s Leon, sweetheart,” he reveals and pulls off your bikini top with one tug of the thin string. His eyes widen at the sight of your pert breasts. “Fuck…your tits are fucking perfect.” He latches onto one of them with his mouth, sucking it greedily into his mouth with a guttural moan. Better than my girlfriends, he thinks to himself but refrains from saying that out loud. 

Your head falls back and you pant heavily. Your pussy gets so wet you might as well have just walked out of the water. 

Leon unzips his uniform trousers, desperate to relieve the pressure of his hard cock against his pants. After giving plenty of attention to each breast, he crouches down to remove the remaining piece of your bikini and free your sweet, wet cunt. He licks his lips and growls. Without warning, he dives in, mouth engulfing your soaked folds. You gasp in a breath of air and then cry out in pleasure. He moans gruffly, like a starved man enjoying his first meal in days. He throws your legs over his shoulders as he continues his all out assault on your pussy. 

Your chest heaves, rising and falling with labored breaths as he drives you closer and closer to a life changing orgasm. Your hips roll to match the rhythm of his sweet torture as his mouth grapples with your slippery flesh. You think he's about to devour you whole when his tongue drives inside your trembling vault. Your entire body contracts, but he holds your legs wide open for him. With one arm wrapped around your squirmy leg, he slips his thumb over the hood of your clit, gently rubbing at first, then increasing in intensity. His tongue finds the most sensitive patch of flesh inside you and you're overwhelmed with delicious pleasure. You writhe and squirm, but he holds you tightly in place. Your fingers grip his hair and he growls back in approval. 

He increases his pace and rubs your clit faster and harder. You're beginning to feel dizzy from all the intense sensations when you finally cum, screaming his name. He greedily slurps up your cream and kisses his way up your body, across your tits and back to your mouth, sharing the sweet taste of your essence with you. You feel his long, thick erection dragging against your leg, smearing precum on your smooth, silky skin. You manage to catch your breath, but just barely before he manhandles you, turning you over so you're bent over the workbench. You spread your legs without prompting. 

“Good girl. What a good little slut,” he purrs as he gently rubs your back and teases your pussy with the head of his cock. 

You babble incoherently but manage to beg him to fuck you. Suddenly, you feel him grab your wrists and cuff them together behind your back. You moan, “fuck yes…” Your pussy starts dripping all over again at the thought of him dominating you like this. 

He rubs your clit with his cock head, your cream coating his shaft. He leans down to whisper in your ear, “I'm gonna fuck you like no one ever has, baby girl. You just keep those legs spread nice and wide for me, got it?” He rubs your ass gently then delivers a light slap. You yelp in surprise, but your body betrays you as more slick oozes onto Leon's dick. “Oh. You like that baby girl? You like when I get a little rough with you?”

You belt out a moan. “Yes! Fuck…it's so hot!”

Your reaction drives him into madness. He thrusts his thick cock inside you, hard. You cry out with a mix of pleasure and pain, almost more than you can bear but everything you want. 

He groans roughly as he feels your tight cunt envelope him, tossing his head back. He grabs onto your hips, stilling your movements while he tries to keep himself from cumming already. When he's finally regained control of himself, he starts moving slowly, pulling almost all the way out, then gliding back in, his dick lubricated by your infinite supply of creamy slick. 

“Fuck…” he groans, drawing out the word. “You've got the best pussy in the world, sweetheart.” He pants heavily. “Shit…might bust a nut before I even get started…”

Your pussy clamps down on his cock as you hear his words. The thought of him filling you nearly has you cumming again yourself. “Oh God, yes! Please! Please cum in me!”

Leon stops suddenly, nearly falling over at your begging. “What!? You'd actually let me cum inside you?”

You grind your ass against his hips, angling his cock against your g-spot. “Please! I want it!”

He smirks at the submissive goddess beneath him. He slaps your ass again and resumes his pace. “You got it, baby girl. Want Officer Kennedy to breed this little pussy?”

Your walls contract once more, sucking in the throbbing cock that's fucking you deeper and deeper. “Oh, fuck yes!”

He growls and his pace starts to quicken, growing more and more erratic. He reaches around and rubs your clit, the oversensitive bundle of nerves that brings tears to your eyes from so much overwhelming pleasure. 

You choke out another raspy moan as he brings you to climax once more. Your cunt grasps him tight as your walls contract yet again. 

“Yes! Yes! Fuck yes, cum on my dick, baby girl!” he pounds into you hard and fast, chasing his high as your pussy holds onto him for dear life. Finally, sheathed deep within you, he explodes, cumming all over your cervix, splattering his seed against the entrance to your womb. He collapses on top of you, his chest heaving as he catches his breath. You do the same, desperately gulping in extra oxygen. 

“Holy shit…holy fucking shit…” you choke out.

“Yeah…that was…” he pants. 

“Yeah…it was…” you reply. 

You both stay like that for a few more moments before Leon finally pulls out of you. He unlocks the cuffs and replaces them on his utility belt. He glances dramatically at his watch. “Well, would you look at that? It's after midnight. How about that drink, baby girl?” 

You grin as you put your bikini back on and nod. 

You enjoy a few drinks together and when the night ends, you share a tender kiss, but neither of you are brave enough to say you want to see each other again. It's as if there's so much magic in what you experienced together tonight you don't want to risk spoiling it. “Good night Leon,” you whisper. 

“Good night, baby girl,” Leon replies with a smirk and pecks a quick kiss to your cheek before getting back into his cruiser.

As he drives away, you feel a twinge of sadness, but you know you'll get over it and you’ll never see him again anyway…or so you think…

Six months later

You lay outside on the patio, enjoying a book under the summer sun, a glass of iced tea sitting next to you. You've enjoyed the break from school and had the place to yourself since your mother was away on vacation with her boyfriend. You chuckle to yourself at the thought. That won't last long, you joke to yourself. The reason her marriage to your father ended is because she cheated on him. You wouldn't put it past her to do it again. You almost feel obligated to warn this new boyfriend of hers. 

Your peaceful solitude is brought to an abrupt end when your mother's voice rings through the house all the way to the back yard where you are. She calls your name and you hear her footsteps trotting through the house. “Sweetie! I'm engaged!” You hear your mother shout as she bursts into the backyard patio. She squeals with delight.

“What!?” You cry out, jumping up from your lounge chair. 

She grins widely and ostentatiously shows off her engagement ring. It's modest, but pretty. 

You give her a curious look. “So, where's your boyfriend? I haven't even met him.” 

She turns her head back toward the inside of the house and bellows, “Honey! C'mon out here for a second! I want you to meet my daughter!”

Your whole world stops when your mother's fiance steps outside and you finally get a look at him. It's Leon. Leon Kennedy. The officer you shamelessly banged six months ago during spring break. You slept with your future step-father and let him cum inside you! Your eyes widen but you quickly hide it, desperate to keep the dirty little secret from your mother. Leon keeps his face stoic and neutral but tiny microexpressions appear and disappear in milliseconds. You know he recognizes you, too. 

“This is Leon! Leon, this is my daughter,” your mother proudly introduces you, thankfully not perceiving the unmistakable rise in tension at all. You force a smile and shake his hand. You exchange a tense greeting followed by a few pleasantries then quickly excuse yourself, claiming you feel sweaty after sitting outside and need to shower. 

You lean against your bedroom door, frantic from what is happening. Your life is about to turn upside down. Your step-father! You fucked your step-father! You start to feel nauseous and stumble into your bathroom.

But it's not your fault. You didn't know he was with your mom when you met…you didn't ask if he was with anyone, exactly. You didn't care; you hadn't planned on ever seeing him again. And it's not like he was your step-dad at the time. And…and it felt so good. He felt so good inside you. Your pussy starts heating up again, recalling the rapturous orgasms he gave you. You begin to pant as the memories come flooding back. A shower does nothing to calm your nerves and sleep eludes you for hours. Finally, you get out of bed and pad downstairs to the kitchen and get some water. You glance at the clock in the kitchen. It's 2:34 AM. 

“Can't sleep either?” You hear Leon's voice call from the doorway. You jump at the sudden sound. 

“Oh God! You scared me…” you say with a start. 

“Sorry…” he replies with a whisper. He takes the seat across from you at the table. “...you okay?”

You open your mouth to lie and tell him that everything is fine and in fact you don't even remember him…but you do. Despite your drunken state at the time, you remember everything…well, enough, anyway. “No. I'm not. This is��I haven't stopped thinking about…” Your face blushes bright pink and your cheeks burn hot with the memory of your illicit, one-night affair. 

“Yeah…me too…” Leon confesses, his gaze turned away as his own cheeks start to redden. 

You bravely turn your glance toward him. “What…do we do?”

“I know what we should do…” he begins, his gaze rejoining yours. 

“What?” You ask. You're not sure what you're hoping for, though. 

“We should pretend it never happened and forget we know each other,” he finishes, though it sounds like he has more on his mind. 

“But?” you tentatively probe, your heart racing. 

“But all I want is to bury my dick inside your perfect pussy over and over again and never fucking stop,” he confesses, staring up at you through half lidded eyes, his guilt raging against his desire. 

Your breathing intensifies as you actually entertain the thought. “God, I want that, too,” you admit. 

Leon's eyes darken as he succumbs to his dark urges. He swiftly rises and maneuvers around the table then pulls you into his arms, kissing you passionately. “I thought I'd never see you again…”

“Leon…” you moan softly. You should stop.

“Shh. Just let me kiss you, baby girl.” He returns his lips to yours, hands caressing your soft body like it was only yesterday that he last touched you. 

You melt into his embrace, returning his heated kiss with equal fervor. Your arms snake their way around his neck, pulling him closer. 

His primal instincts take over as he lifts you up onto the table and steps between your legs, all without breaking the kiss. He takes in rapid, shallow breaths, the heat from his nostrils hitting your cheek. He's a man possessed by need. His fingers slip underneath your pajama bottoms, finding their way into your already wet folds. “Mmm you're so wet for me, baby girl.” He smirks against your lips and goes back to jamming his tongue inside your mouth while he fingers you. 

Suddenly, you hear your mother's tired voice from the hallway at the top of the stairs, “Leon? Sweetheart?” 

Your and Leon’s eyes widen. He immediately pulls away and you both sit back down in your chairs, your pussy still thrumming with need. Leon crosses his legs to hide his raging erection. 

“Hey, honey,” Leon greets your mother with forced calmness when she finally enters the kitchen. 

“You guys okay?” she asks, suspicion in her voice.

“Yeah, Mom. I was just having a hard time sleeping and Leon was keeping me company.”

Your mother smiles softly. “Well, I'm glad you two are getting along.” She leans down to kiss Leon. He returns it, but his heart is nowhere in it. Not now that he's found you again. Still, bitter jealousy boils within you. Your mother gets to have him whenever she wants and after they're married, you'll never get to touch him again. 

You manage to avoid each other for the next few weeks, both Leon and your mother busy with wedding preparations. 

The day comes all too quickly. What should be a beautiful day, is turning out to be your worst nightmare. You sit quietly at the wedding reception, staring at your mother and Leon…your new step-father. God, he looks so fucking handsome. You have to fight the urge to run up to the head table and kiss him everywhere. You had hoped that once Leon and your mother were married, it would be easier to resist your attraction to him, but it's not. In fact, it might be worse. You both share heated glances throughout the evening, still knowing you can't act on them. You watch them share their first dance and so many kisses as everyone clinks their glasses, dishing out more and more torture for you. 

Eventually, you can't take it anymore and you sneak out of the dance to hide somewhere. Luckily, the reception is at the hotel where everyone is staying, so you slip back into your hotel room for the night, flopping onto your bed and staring at the ceiling. A knock on the door makes you jump. You briefly consider ignoring it but eventually decide to answer. With a sigh, you open the door. Your jaw drops open when you see Leon standing in front of you, hair slightly damp from sweating. His tuxedo jacket is off, probably back in the dance hall where the reception is. His tie is loosened and his white dress shirt sleeves are rolled up, showing off his gorgeous forearms. 

He coos your name gently. “You okay?”

Your eyes fall to your feet, sadness overtaking your expression. “It's…just hard watching you with her…” you confess, speaking as though the woman who just married Leon isn't your mother. 

Leon tentatively steps closer, gently cupping your face with his hand, guiding it up to look at him. “I thought it would be easier now…to stay away…but I can see that's not the case. Maybe…maybe if we just…one more time…”

You take in a deep, hopeful breath, looking up at him. “Yeah,” you carefully agree, “one more time…to get it all out of our system, right?”

He lets out a shaky breath and nods. “Exactly. Then we go back to just being step-daughter and step-father.” He swallows hard, like he knows this won't be the end of it; it's merely a lie you both tell yourselves now to justify what you're about to do. 

“What about my mom?” you ask and carefully glance down the hall to make sure she isn't following.

Leon waves his hand dismissively. “She's happily drowning herself in champagne and gossiping with her friends. She'll be occupied for hours.” He smirks and steps closer to you, far enough inside the hotel room to close and lock the door. “Forget about her, about all that. Just…let me have you one more time.”

Your heart soars and your cunt throbs, aching with wanton need. You take his hand and lead him back to your bed. You tremble with anticipation and nervousness. You're about to have sex with your step-father. On purpose.

He notices your hesitation and reassures you with a tender kiss. “It's okay. Daddy's here, baby girl.” He smirks and captures your lips once more. 

Lust fills you as his words release your dark side. Daddy. Daddy. You moan, repeating his self-assigned title, “Daddy.”

Leon nearly starts salivating, hearing you say the word out loud. His cock is so hard it might burst through his tux pants. He quickly undoes his belt, throwing to the side, carelessly then discarding the rest of his clothes, all without breaking eye contact with you, his gaze like that of a starving predator. He rips your dress off hastily and shoves you onto your bed and pins you in place, cock pressing hard against your body. “Say it again,” he demands with a low growl, then attacks your neck with wet kisses and hard sucks. 

You arch your back into him and loll your head to the side, granting him unrestricted access to your throat. “Daddy,” you repeat, this time with an even needier moan. You bite on your lower lip. 

Leon loses himself entirely in you as he hears your sweet words. One word. ‘Daddy’. Fuck, it's the hottest thing he's ever heard. “Daddy's gonna fill your sweet pussy again, baby girl. Wouldn't you like that?” He licks your neck then bites down lightly on the tender flesh. 

You grunt, letting out a sultry howl. “Oh God…Daddy…yes…please!” you tangle your fingers in his hair as he continues to ravish you. His kiss travels to your breasts, taking one of the plushy mounds in his mouth. You should be disgusted with yourself, condemning your and Leon's behavior, but instead it turns you on tenfold. The taboo nature of your tryst is almost enough to bring you to climax. Add to that the threat of getting caught and it's a wonder you’re not lying in a puddle of your own slick already. You're slowly losing your battle with your self control. When Leon slips his ring and middle fingers inside your drenched pussy, you lose it entirely. Crying out in pleasure, you wiggle and squirm beneath him as he finger fucks you and suckles on your breasts. 

“Oh…” Your chest shudders with shallow breaths as you moan, “Daddy…” You feel the cold metal of his wedding band warming quickly inside you.

“Gonna cum for me, baby girl? Gonna cum on Daddy's fingers? Gotta do it so I can fuck you. Gonna give my princess a full load.” He doubles his efforts, sucking hard on your tits and curling his fingers against your g-spot. 

You gasp in a gulp of oxygen as you cum and cry out, moaning his name, “Daddy!”

Lust and desire drives Leon's groaning as he feels his fingers squeezed inside your cunt, sucked in like they're massaging the walls of a vortex. “Good girl. Good girl. Daddy’s gonna fuck you now.” He slowly crawls up your body and kisses you possessively as he slides his cock against your folds, teasing you and coating his shaft with your natural lubricant.

“Daddy please!” you beg beneath him, wiggling your hips and trying to guide his thick cock inside you. 

“Anything for you, baby girl,” he purrs and slides home, slowly, delicately, savoring the last time he'll be able to feel your sweet cunt tighten around his cock…ah fuck it! Who is he kidding? He knows he can't stop! He kisses you passionately and starts thrusting. He supports his weight on one forearm so he can knead your breasts with his free hand. His tongue surveys your entire mouth before he lowers his face to your ear. He whispers, “you're mine, baby girl. You belong to Daddy, understand? No one else.”

Your tits jiggle with each delicious thrust of his hips, driving his cock deep inside you. In this moment, the entire world fades away as pleasure and lust overruns your mind. “Yes…” you reply between hungry gasps, “yes, Daddy!”

“That's my good girl.” He nibbles on your neck once more and drives into you faster, gripping your breasts with greater urgency. The need he feels to fill you with his cum is overwhelming. “Need you to cum for Daddy again, okay, baby girl? Cream my cock so I can fill my new daughter's tight little pussy.” He returns to kissing your plump lips and reaches his hand down to circle your clit. 

If his attention to your buzzing nub wasn't enough to send you over the edge, his words are. You nearly choke on the guttural moan bursting through your throat as you pussy clamps down on his dick, greedily sucking him in. “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! I'm cumming!” You cry tears of unfiltered joy and pleasure. His thrusts continue as does his pressure on your clit. Your orgasm drags on and eventually you feel the warm rush of fluid gushing from your body.

“Oh, fuck yes, baby girl! Squirt on Daddy's cock! Fuck! You're so easy!” He growls proudly and leans down to kiss your neck. “Not even your mom does that. But I guess my cute little daughter has no problem squirting on her Daddy's big cock, huh?” His thrusts are like earthquakes, shaking your entire body until he buries himself balls deep and cums hard. You feel his essence spurting against your cervix. You melt into a puddle, falling limp on the bed. Limp, but so satisfied. He rolls off of you and pulls you into his arms. “Close your eyes, baby girl. Daddy will stay with you till you fall asleep.” He kisses your forehead and holds you close. 

True to his word, you fall asleep still in his arms, but wake the next morning alone. Your stomach briefly twists in knots, knowing Leon probably consummated his marriage to your mother last night. Yet, you don't feel terribly upset. In fact, you smile at yourself, realizing he was probably thinking of you the entire time. Your appetites have been wetted and neither of you will be satisfied for long. You're confident that Daddy will keep coming back for his baby girl. 

[rentsukino]

Ice Cream

18+ MINORS DNI

pairing: stepdad!Leon Kennedy x fem!reader

summary: Leon has a free weekend for once and wants to treat you to some ice cream.

warnings: smut, stepcest, oral (m receiving), public (kinda)

It was rare that Leon had a weekend off from work, and god damnit, you missed him. You were both sitting on the couch in the living room watching Saturday morning cartoons and snuggled up in a blanket with his arm around you. His warm body was pressed against you and his delicious scent filled your nostrils. He was wearing that fucking cologne that he knew you liked.

He was stroking your soft hair and leaned in to kiss the crown of your head. “I was thinking about treating you to some ice cream today, how does that sound?” he murmurs against your skull, the vibrations of his deep voice making you shiver.

You nod your head eagerly and look up at him with an excited expression, eyes lighting up and damn near sparkling. A low chuckle rumbles from deep within his chest. “Alright. Go get dressed and we’ll go.”

You spring up from the couch and bolt to your room, rummaging through your closet for something to wear. It was pretty hot outside, so you settle on a crop top and a pair of jean shorts that hugged your ass just right. After your look is put together, you emerge from your room to see Leon standing outside your door with his arms crossed over his chest. He looks you up and down with an eyebrow raised and his lips pursed.

“Is that what your wearing? I know it’s hot outside, but Jesus. I don’t want any boys staring at my little girl,” he mutters, his eyes darting down to your plump thighs that seem to be bursting out of those tight shorts.

“A little overprotective, huh?” you tease and he rolls his eyes.

“Of course I’m overprotective. You’re my stepdaughter and I can’t have some no good boy eyeing you,” he huffs in response. “Whatever, let’s just go.” He grabs your hand and ushers you outside to his car. He opens the car door for you and you slip inside, buckling your seat belt as he makes his way to the driver’s side of the car. He buckles up and starts the engine, pulling out of the driveway and heading down the streets of the suburb you live in.

“So, what flavor are you going to get?” he asks as he puts his hand over your thigh, gently stroking it up and down.

“Mm, maybe chocolate with some Oreos mixed in,” you reply while staring out of the window.

He parks at the ice cream shop and like a good stepdad, he whips around to the passenger side to open the door for you. You step out of the vehicle and excitedly skip up to the door of the shop and walk in with him. You both order your ice cream cones. Chocolate with Oreos like you said for yourself, and coffee flavor for Leon.

The two of you decide to just eat the ice cream in the shop so you didn’t make a mess in his car, taking a seat by the window so you could watch the people and birds outside. You are so focused on what’s going on outside, just absent mindedly licking at the sweet, cold cream in your cone.

Meanwhile, Leon’s eyes are zeroed in on you, watching you so intently as your tongue glides along the frozen treat, the cream melting as soon as it hits your warm tongue. He’s so focused on watching you, that he’s barely able to enjoy his own ice cream, letting it melt and drip onto the table as he just gawks at you. The way you’re licking the ice cream makes his dick twitch, wishing that it was his cock you were licking instead of this frozen dessert.

Leon clears his throat and stands up from his seat abruptly, throwing his ice cream cone in the trash and grabbing you by the wrist. “Come with me,” he breathes out shakily, his voice almost cracking by how fucking close he is to losing his god damn mind.

“Wait wha-??” you squeal, eyes wide as he whisks you away to the bathroom of the ice cream shop. He closes the door and locks it. Luckily, this place has a single stall bathroom, so no one would be able to catch or disturb you. Not like that would’ve deterred him in the first place.

He cages you in against the wall, palms planted on the wall on either side of your head. He stares down at you, breathing heavily like a wild animal and your heart starts beating like a rabbit that’s facing a rabid wolf.

“That damn tongue of yours,” he rasps before bringing his lips to yours. You practically melt when you feel his soft lips and his scratchy stubble.

“Daddy-” you whined, feeling helpless and empty headed as slick begins to pool in your panties.

You hear the clinking of him unbuckling his belt echo in the small confines of the bathroom. “Want you to lick me like you did that ice cream, baby girl,” he says, his voice hoarse and dripping with desperation.

Your knees buckle and you sink to the bathroom floor. The thought of how disgusting the tile is couldn’t be further from your mind because your mouth is already watering at the thought of having Leon’s cock in your mouth. Your hands instinctively move towards the button and zipper of his jeans, undoing them with a sense of urgency as if your life depended on it. You finally get his pants undone and pull them along with his boxer briefs down just enough so his cock could spring out. He’s already so fucking hard and dripping with precum just from watching how you licked that ice cream cone.

Leon’s breath is shaky as he looks down at you licking your lips and looking up at him with those big doe like eyes of yours. You flick your tongue out and lick the underside of the head of his cock, tasting the salty precum from the tip. He shudders and his eyes flutter, placing his big hands on the back of your head.

“That’s it, baby. Suck daddy’s cock,” he mutters breathlessly.

You close your eyes and wrap your lips around his shaft, sinking your mouth down onto him and back up, feeling every throb and vein with each pass. Your hands grip onto his thighs, fingers digging into his skin as you start to bob your head a little faster.

Leon groans at the feeling of your wet, warm mouth around his cock, biting his lip to stifle any more sounds that could possibly alert the staff of what was going on within the bathroom walls. But you’re sucking him so well that he is struggling to keep his voice down.

“Fuck, baby. You’re doing so well,” he gasps. “Think you can take the whole thing?”

You hesitate for a moment. Leon’s dick is so fucking big that you’re not sure if you can take it all without choking on it. But you want to please him so bad that you try your very best to do so, sinking further down until the tip of his cock is kissing the back of your throat, making you gag a little. Your cunt throbs and clenches around nothing, soaking your panties even more as you press your thighs together to try to relieve some of the pressure. He shudders and you can feel him twitch inside your mouth, his balls tightening and threatening to explode into your throat.

“That’s it,” he coos, petting your head like you were the most precious thing in the world. “You’re going to make daddy cum and I want you to swallow every drop, understand?”

You nod and bob your head faster, sucking him into your mouth like a vacuum while one of your hands cups his balls. He groans, tilting his head back to stare at the ceiling and gripping your hair tighter as he bucks his hips into your face, ramming his cock into the back of your throat. You struggle to breathe and choke, tears pricking your eyes, but you want him to cum so bad that you keep going until finally his hips sputter and he fills your mouth with a stream of hot, sticky cum.

“Fuck,” he growls, pressing his palms against the bathroom wall and hunching over, panting as he looks down at you. You pull off of his dick, looking up at him so smug and proud of yourself, but you don’t swallow just yet. Letting the warm liquid swish around in your mouth, savoring the salty taste.

He grabs your chin, tilting your head up to meet his gaze. “Swallow it, princess,” he commands in a deep growl. You swallow in a big gulp and open your mouth to show him it’s now empty. “Good girl,” he praises, patting the top of your head.

He pulls up his pants and buckles his belt before helping you up from the ground and kissing the top of your head. “Now let’s get you home so I can fuck you properly.”

You nod your head eagerly. “Yes, daddy.”

[onismdaydream]

build me up

sweet stepdad!leon x fem reader

tags: mdni. 18+. stepcest. afab reader. sex toys (dildo). slight voyeurism. masturbating. pet names. oral (f receiving). multiple orgasms. daddy kink. not proofread.

notes: first actual fic i'm posting in.. 2 years? pretty proud of myself even if i'm really rusty lmao anyway, this is based on an ask i sent to @lipglossanon of sweet stepdad, so hopefully i did it justice!

You didn't hear the creaking of the old wooden floors as Leon came home — you didn't even hear him call your name when he didn't find you in your usual spot on the worn couch. He said he would be working late tonight, that an emergency came up at the office and they needed his expertise. So, needless to say, you didn't realize he was watching you from your door, his tall and muscular body leaning against the frame, enjoying the show you were unknowingly putting on for him.

Quiet moans escape your lips, your face scrunching up in pleasure, as you work the toy in and out of you. You’re on your back, flimsy shirt pushed up so you can tease your perky nipples, while your other hand holds onto the thick base of the dildo, pushing as much of the length in as you could. A deep blush covers your cheeks and stretches down to your chest, coloring your skin with a pretty shade of pink. Your legs spread slightly more as he silently observes, almost as if your body knew of his presence, giving him a better view of your glistening pussy. Evidence of your arousal make the light shine off of your inner thighs and the silicone toy, drawing Leon's attention even more. Who could blame him for the way his cock twitches, stiffening at the irresistible sight in front of him.

"Feel good, sweetheart?"

You start from the sudden voice, eyes shooting open before they settle on him and you visibly relax, shoulders falling back to the mattress.

"My poor baby just couldn't wait for me, huh?" His voice is thick with arousal, the rough sound making your pussy clench around the thick dildo. Leon takes a few steps forward, licking his lips as his eyes rake over your captivating body. You open your mouth to say something — apologize, maybe — but he cuts you off before you get the chance. "Don't let me stop you. Keep going, darling."

You hesitate for a moment, suddenly feeling self conscious despite everything the two of you have done together. Masturbating and pleasuring yourself with a toy just seems so… intimate.

"Go on, show daddy how good you can take your little toy." Instead of teasing you like you initially anticipated, he watches you with rapt attention, palming the front of his jeans. A surge of arousal flows through you at the movement, feeling your heartbeat quicken at his heated gaze. Licking your lips, you nod shakily and begin moving the silicone dick again, quickly returning to your previous pace.

“Such a good girl,” Leon praises, grunting softly as he squeezes his shaft through the rough material. “You were made f’r taking cocks.” You gasp sharply at his words and rub at your clit with your other hand, feeling the familiar build up in your abdomen.

“D-daddy.” Your needy whine is barely audible over the loud squelching noises from your pussy. “G’nna cum.”

Leon hums, taking the last couple of steps necessary before he’s at the foot of your bed and climbing onto it. He walks on his knees, stopping in between your spread legs and placing his large hands on your thighs. “C’mon, baby. Wanna see your pretty face when you cream on this fake cock.” His touch sends electricity through you, rubbing your soft skin as your legs begin to tremble. You cry out his name as you feel a gush of slick oozing from your still stuffed cunt.

You’re only vaguely aware of your surroundings, the soothing timbre of his voice making the come down feel syrupy and slow. Blinking up at him, he smiles at you — a soft one, filled with adoration and love — before he leans forward to press light kisses to your neck.

“Did so good, sweetheart,” he murmurs, his slight stubble scratching against your skin, breath warm. “‘m so lucky to have a girl like you.”

You sigh contently, your fingers finding their way into his silky hair. One of his arms rests next to you, holding his weight up, the flexing muscle visible out of the corner of your eye. He continues to cover your throat in kisses, all sweet and caring, before his teeth gently scrape at your skin. It’s a barely there sensation, but it makes you whine nonetheless. Leon lifts his head enough to look you in the eyes, his hand trailing up your side before it stops at your ribcage.

“Want something, pretty baby?”

You nod, shivering at the warmth of his hand, your eyelashes fluttering shut. “Want you, daddy.”

He groans faintly and moves his hand up to cup your breast, kneading the fat gently and rolling your sensitive nipple between his fingers. “Mmm, so lucky…” Leon watches in reverence as you react to his touch, committing every single detail to memory. Ducking his head back down, he leaves a trail of wet kisses down to your soft tummy. When he moves his hand to grab at the toy that’s still partially in you, you expect him to replace it, filling you up with his thick fingers or fat cock like he always does.

But he doesn’t.

Your breath is knocked out of you as he pushes it back in.

The angle that he has allows the toy to penetrate you even deeper. Each thrust has his fingers brushing against your swollen clit, making you writhe in pleasure. You can barely keep your eyes open when the tip rubs that sweet spot, back arching off the bed.

“That’s it, baby,” He whispers. You aren’t even sure when it happened, but Leon’s mouth found its way back up your body, his tongue darting out to lick at your areola. His breath teases along your skin, your nipples hardening as he places more sloppy kisses around your breast. “Want you to feel good.”

Leon’s spent enough time with you to know how to coax an orgasm out of your body and he uses the knowledge to his advantage. He presses the toy as deep as it can go, the tip pushing against your cervix, making your legs kick out under him. “Pretty girl like you shouldn’t have to lift a finger.” He uses his thumb to rub at your clit, fast circular motions that make you see stars.

“D-daddy, please,” you manage to whine out, panting as you feel yourself getting closer to the edge. It’s hard to focus on anything other than where he’s touching you, making you feel lightheaded as another climax washes over you. A pleasant, almost numbing feeling courses throughout your entire body, your cunt weakly spasming around the toy as he slowly begins moving it, easing the fake dick out of you. You whimper at the drag of it against your raw pussy, but he just shushes you, pecking the corner of your lips.

“Such a good girl.” He mutters, tongue pushing easily into your mouth. Leon kisses you slowly, savoring each moment, until the need for air becomes too great for both of you. He’s breathing heavily as he pulls away, his eyes taking in your swollen lips and flushed cheeks. He just can’t get enough of you.

He shifts again, this time pressing his mouth against your lower thigh, right above your left knee. A high pitched whine leaves your throat when his lips travel higher. He gently nips your skin, his warm tongue soothing the slight pain that follows it. “Just one more, baby. Wanna clean your pretty pussy.”

He waits for your shaky nod, squeezing your doughy thigh lightly before he laps at the slick that’s still drooling from your cunt. You’re a little looser than usual from your earlier orgasms, so he can effortlessly press his hot tongue into your hole, fucking in and out. Your hips buck up, pushing his nose against your sensitive button. The vibrations from a deep moan makes you cry out his name, body thrashing weakly underneath him.

“Always so sweet,” he groans, drawing back slightly to sloppily kiss your clit. “Could spend ages here.” He sucks the bundle of nerves in between his lips, latching onto it, making your third climax sweep through you. You can’t even form a coherent thought as you coat his lower face with your cum, his tongue cleaning up everything he can.

You feel too spent to try and move, your entire body feeling heavy with exhaustion. He pulls away from your sore pussy, pressing a loving kiss to your stomach. You don’t catch what he says as your eyes begin to droop, but when you open them again, he’s carefully wiping your thighs with a wet towel. You make a low whining sound, looking at him with pleading eyes, wanting him to come closer. He smiles as he notices you’re awake, gently brushing his lips against your forehead.

“Feelin’ alright, darling? I didn’t overdo it, did I?” He grabs a water bottle that he must’ve brought with him, offering it to you.

“‘m fine,” you mumble groggily. “Just tired now.”

He hums and opens the bottle for you, helping you drink some, before laying you back down fully. You fight to stay awake longer, but your body feels drained and the warmth of Leon holding you against his chest makes it nearly impossible. You drift off to sleep as his hands rub your back soothingly, whispering hushed praises against your head.

[natureplay]

BARKING

CW: Stepcest, stepdad!Leon, cheating, daddy kink, smut

Don't cheat on your spouses and don't fuck your stepdads.

Just because I write it doesn't mean I condone it

"What do you think your mom would say if she found you naked under me, my cock buried deep inside your wet, needy cunt?"

"She would hate you for it" you responded breathlessly "Taking advantage of her naive daughter while she was away on her trip" you finished, licking your lips, watching his pupils dilate when he saw the way your tongue swept over the swollen flesh, licking your bottom lip.

He leaned down to brush his lips over yours, the soft kiss a sharp contrast to the way he held you pinned down against the couch, his cock driving into your sopping cunt relentlessly, his hands keeping your thighs spread wide open for him.

"You're anything but naive sweet girl" he groaned as he ground his hips down, your back arching as a jolt of pleasure shot through you.

He started pumping his hips faster, making you cry out, your hands gripping into his forearms as he hiked up your legs to rest over his shoulders, practically folding you in half so he could reach as deep as possible.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with the sounds of your moans and his grunts, his thrusts becoming harsher, the couch creaking under the force of his movements.

Your moans turned into a long drawn-out groan when his cock brushed against that sweet spot deep inside you, mind going fuzzy momentarily

"D-Daddy-" the word slipping from your lips before you could stop yourself, your eyes going wide in shock, mouth open in a silent scream, unable to take back the words that had escaped.

"Daddy? Oh sweetheart, that's a new one. I like it"

The word had slipped from your lips and it felt so right

"Are you embarrassed, sweetheart? Did calling me daddy make you shy?" he cooed and you could feel your face heating up, the heat from your cheeks and neck spreading all the way down to your chest.

"Hmm, it did, didn't it?" his voice had dropped low, the sound rumbling in his chest and the husky tone sending a shiver down your spine.

"No need to be embarrassed, I liked it"

"Now say it again" he murmured

"You feel so good, Daddy" the word falling from your lips again, your own arousal spiking as you watched him grow even more excited by it.

"Such a dirty girl, you know that? Calling your step-father 'Daddy' while he fucks you"

"You're the one who made me like this" you gasped as he thrust into you roughly, the coil tightening in your lower belly, threatening to snap at any moment.

"You're the one who can't keep his hands off me, the one who wants to be called 'Daddy' while you fuck me into a mess. You're no better."

"You're damn right about that" he grunted "Do you know how often I think about this? About how much I want to fuck you into the nearest surface every time I see you? It drives me insane"

"Daddy, please" his words pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

"Cum for me, sweet girl"

It took only a few more deep thrusts, a couple of hard swipes of his thumb over your clit and you were done for. Your release came crashing down on you making your legs tremble against his head, body tensing and twitching as the pleasure washed over you.

He continued thrusting, drawing out your release, his thrusts grew messy, a groan leaving him as he buried himself inside you one last time with his hot ropes of cum coating your insides.

He collapsed on top of you, his body pinning you down against the cushions, the two of you lay there with heaving chests, coming down from your highs.

He pressed a kiss against the skin of your neck before lifting himself up and dropping your legs down.

You let your eyes flutter shut the feeling of his cock still buried deep inside you and the way he peppered light kisses all over your skin lulling you into pure bliss

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[elfven-blog]

So hear me out. You find yourself curiously exploring Leon's desk and files while you think he's gone. He catches you. Bonus points for Stepdad/Stepbro or just older RE6/Death Island Leon 😩❤

Hope you enjoy anon!

Don't read what's not yours.

Summary: Your stepfather finds you reading confidential files in his office. Stepdad!Leon x F!Reader CW: MDNI, 18+, stepcest, reader called puppy, daddy, eating out, p in v, breeding, spanking Word count: 1.6K

With your mother gone for the weekend to visit your grandparents, and you able to weasel your way out of it by saying you had interviews for some new job. In actuality you just wanted the time with your stepfather alone. It was a rare chance to be given the time to spend with each other, often meaning you had to sneak around to keep your relationship secret. The sneaking around did add to how hot the entire situation was and sometimes you felt bad, but your mother didn’t love Leon the way you did.

You wanted to do something nice for him, he had been busy with work and often came home with a small taste of whiskey on his tongue when you kissed. Stressed about some project he couldn’t really share with you. But this had also led to him spending hours in his office even on his off time too, which meant it looked like a hurricane had spent it’s time whirling through. With the rest of the house spotless, you opened the door of his study.

With a frustrated noise and a rub of your eyes, you started to sort out what was rubbish and what was needed. Once the floor and bins were sorted you started moving the stuff on his desk. After the entire room was clean, you took a seat on his office chair just for a short break you thought. But then some of the files caught your attention causing an internal battle on looking at them. Your hands reached for the files that were open, your eyes scanning at the words.

Unfortunately for you, being enthralled in the files of secret meetings and evil scientists creating world-ending viruses meant you didn’t hear as the door went. It also meant you didn’t hear your stepfather call out to you, and you definitely didn’t hear as he walked into the study. Leons eyes darkened as he watched you read what was on his desk. He would have been thankful for you cleaning up the space if you weren’t reading confidential information.

“Now what is this? My sweet pup misbehaving?” His low voice caused you to jump and shoot out of the chair as you tried to sputter a response, your eyes watching Leon as he stalked forward. His hands either side of you on the desk as he leaned over you “I don’t remember you becoming my little secretary, you have no right to read those”.

It would be a lie to say the way he spoke to you in that deep voice did anything but turn you on. You were trying to focus as he lectured you on why reading those files was dangerous, and the look in his eyes had you squeezing your thighs together. Which the older man picked up on almost immediately. An idea of punishment flashing through his mind, before had you turned around. Chest pressed to the desk, and your wrists in one of his hands on your back.

“Okay, you wanna fuckin look at things not meant for you? Well then doll face, daddy can’t let that go unpunished” His words shot straight between your thighs, slick gathering in your panties. Leon shoved you trousers down your thighs, his hand massaging at the soft skin of your ass. “And you’ll take whatever I give you” He watched as you pressed your ass into his hand and tried to nod against the desk.

His hand dipped to stroke at your pussy lips first, tutting as his fingers circled your clit. “Already so wet? I aint even done anything yet, sweet girl” when he pulled his hand away, a whine slipped from your mouth before you could stop it. Leon squeezed your wrists almost painfully “Punishment first pup”.

There was nothing for a moment, and you couldn’t move your head from its position to see what he was doing. Then there was a sudden stinging sensation in your ass and the loud smack ringing through the room. It was quickly followed by a few more stinging slaps to your ass before he massaged the soreness for you. “There we go, there’s my good puppy. Just gotta remember your place”. You think he’s done before another loud smack rings out, His hands starting to cause the soft skin to turn red.

Leons eyes focus between your legs, his eyebrow raising at the sight of your soaked pussy and how its dripping down onto the floor below you. “Awe sweetheart, she’s crying! Reckon daddy should apologise to ‘er” His voice is teasing as he speaks to you, his hand dipping below again to stroke at your lips. A groan leaving him from the feeling of how wet you are.

“Please daddy, ‘m so sorry, won’t happen again” your voice is whiny and desperate as you beg him, your legs shaking from want. You expect to feel the head of Leon’s cock stretch you out, but instead his lips attach to your clit, and he lets go of your hands so you can steady yourself on the desk while he devours you like a starved man.

His hands keep your thighs spread so he can suck at your clit before his tongue moves to lick into your hole, with a moan you press your hips back against his mouth so he can fuck his tongue into you with ease. Your hands dig into the desk, leaving small grooves in the wood and you try to close your legs before Leon moves his mouth away to bite at your inner thigh and it has you keeping them open for him.

His mouth moves to press wet kisses to your clit again as he uses his tongue to toy with the swollen bud in a way that has you leaning your entire body weight on his desk. When he moves back to lap at your clenching hole, he makes sure to hold you still and presses you forwards, the edge of the desk digging into your stomach while his tongue fucks you open. One of his hands moves around your thigh to rub at your clit.

With his tongue squelching into your warm cunt, and his fingers circling the sensitive bud of your clit it causes your thighs to shake as your knees nearly give way and your orgasm gushes onto your stepfathers face. “Oh god, daddy!” you push your hips back against him, so you can feel the stubble on his chin as he helps you through your high. He helps you lean back onto the desk as he pulls away, he has you hanging over the edge with just your legs dangling so your body is entirely supported by the desk.

You feel Leon place his one of his hands on your hips, hear the schlick shlick shlick of Leon pumping his hand up and down before the tip of his cock slaps against your clit, making you whimper. Your clit pulses with arousal as he drags his cock through your dripping cunt before he nudges at your hole and then he’s sinking in. Your pussy welcoming him in inch by inch as he easily bottoms out.

“Such a sweet girl when you wanna be, daddy’s gonna reward you so well for taking your punishment” He thrusts into your sloppy pussy, a hand going around to play with you clit before he slaps it. You moan at the feeling, and Leon continues rocking his hips, so his cock buries deeper into your swollen cunt. With the way he’s slapping your pussy at the same time, it’s not long before you’re dripping again and clenching down onto his cock. “Gonna breed my sweet pup, fill ‘er up good”.

“So good daddy, feel s’good, thank you thank you” you mumble empty-headed praises as your stepfather humps his cock into you until the weeping tip grinds against the opening of your womb. Your words have Leon leaning down so he can suck a mark into your neck, his tongue soothing over it afterwards before sucking another right next to it.

“She wants it so bad, just sucking me in like this. Don’t ya think? Wants a nice fat load, deep in this pretty pussy” Your eyes start to roll back as he whispers into your ear, his cock grinding on the soft spot in your cunt again and again. He continues stretching your pussy out, your thighs trembling again as he ruts into you.

Your pussy walls flutter around his thick cock, sucking him in when he pulls out just so he can bottom back into you. His hips pick up the speed, the desk scraping against the floor. He pulls out and you whine at the empty feeling before he shushes you, his finger moving to circle your clit again while he fucks his fat dick into your swollen cunt. Spit gathers and drools down your chin, landing on one of those files you were reading.

“Such a messy girl, my messy girl” Leons pounding your pussy harder and harder, your belly tightens with an impending orgasm as he continues fucking his cock into you. His hand bruises into your hip “Fuck, you can take it, take it”.

He ruts his hips into your squelching cunt allowing him to grind the head against your cervix until your writhing in his hold and his hips stutter. With a scream you cum again, pussy squelching as you gush around Leons cock. “That’s it, pup, let daddy use you, gonna feel you up”. His hips press flush against your ass as he leans against you, slowly humping as hot thick ropes spill inside you. Your both panting as you stay there coming down from your highs.

“Seriously though puppy, never read daddy’s files again”.

[elfven-blog]

Dunno if I wanna laugh or cry 😭 it’s perfect Kenny 😭

Playing to Win

pairing: stepdad!leon kennedy x fem!reader

summary: your new stepdad isn't much older than you, yet he has the audacity to ask you to call him daddy?

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, dubcon, daddy kink, humiliation kink, spanking, praise/degradation

word count: 4.3k

a/n: i got a little silly hehe. this is technically my first commission. if you’re interested, check out my ko-fi. as always i appreciate the support, smoochies.

this is my first commission written for my beloved @nexysworld. without her, this would never have come about. she's a great writer and such a sweet person. you all should go check out her blog if you haven't already.

“You want me to call you what?” you ask incredulously as you stare down the man standing across from you.

“You heard me,” Leon says with no sense of teasing in his voice.

You laugh in his face, a cruel, unabashed laugh. You could not believe his audacity to ask you to call him daddy. 

Technically, he was your new stepfather, but it was comical to you to even acknowledge him as such. He was right around your age, only a couple years difference, no way in hell were you going to call him daddy.

You had been open with your mother about your displeasure over Leon’s presence in your life. You called her a cradle robber and a cougar but to no avail. She continued her relationship with him; a young, bright eyed, rookie cop who always thought he knew best.

He wasn’t the problem so much. Sure, he was kind of annoying, but he was also pretty cute. He was funny, and if these were any other circumstances, you could see yourself and him getting along great, even being friends. Generally, he was nice to you, maybe a little over friendly if you were being honest. It always seemed like he knew something you didn’t, but you assumed that was just his nature.

“You’re funny, Leon,” you taunt, “Seriously, good joke.”

“It’s not a joke,” he corrects you and folds his arms over his chest, “Now that I’m taking a more serious role in your life, I expect you to show me some respect.”

“Oh, you do?” you laugh, “Leon-”

“Daddy,” he corrects.

You almost can’t speak, stunned to silence by the nerve of him. Was he doing this to annoy you? Was it supposed to be funny? Because there’s absolutely no way he could be serious about this.

“We are almost the same age. You realize this, yes?” you ask, enunciating the words slowly to get your point across, “I’m not calling you anything but your actual name. And maybe not even that cause you’re pissing me off, and I don’t wanna talk to you.”

“All this attitude, sweetheart, and for what?” he says as approaches you, “I’m not asking you to run a marathon for me. All I want is to be addressed properly.”

You scowl at the pet name. He brings a hand to your face, stroking your cheek with his knuckles before you swat it away.

“What is your problem, Leon?” you say angrily and shove him away, “Is this some fucked up fetish of yours? Like it’s not pathetic enough you’re fucking a divorced woman twice your age, right? You have to feel in control of me too to get it up?”

You laugh at him again when he responds with a glare. Rolling your eyes, you walk closer to him and get in his face.

“Aw, did I hurt daddy’s feelings?” you mock in the sweetest tone you could manage, giving him puppy dog eyes and putting emphasis on the title he was so obsessed with, “I’m so sorry daddy. Please don’t be mad at me.”

You’re about to laugh again before Leon spins you around so you quick the motion nearly gives you whiplash. Your back is flush against his chest, and even though you were teasing, your little performance clearly had some effect as you could feel his dick, now half hard, against your ass. It causes a small flash of heat in your belly that you try to pretend didn’t happen.

“Listen up, I’m not going to tell you again, baby. You do what I’m asking you, or we’re going to find another way to get it through your pretty little head,” he says.

His grip was firm. Despite his usual officer friendly persona, he could obviously be serious when he wanted to be. It didn’t shock you. You knew he was fit and could be intense. You’d caught him working out with his shirt off, sweat dripping down his muscular back while ‘Kim’ by Eminem blasted in his airpods. You tried to deny it, but it had left you feeling a little hot under the collar for the next few days.

You squirm in his hold, but he keeps your wrists pinned to your lower back. “Oh yeah? What are you gonna do, send me to my room? Ground me?” you say as you try to wriggle away.

“Oh no, we’re past that. You want to be a brat, I’ll handle you like one. I’ll put you over my knee and smack that cute ass until it’s raw, and you understand who’s in charge around here,” he says.

“You’re gonna spank me?” you shriek. You thrash harder in absolute shock. “No way! Are you fucking crazy? My mother will kick your ass.”

“Your mother isn’t here, babe. I’ll do whatever the hell I want,” he says. His fingers only tighten on you, digging into your flesh. An arm loops around your waist and starts pulling you over to the sofa. “Maybe she’ll be grateful that someone’s finally trying to teach you some manners.”

Even though you knew he was in shape, he was much stronger than you thought. He sits down on the sofa and folds you across his lap with no real effort. You’re secure there too, unable to get to your feet or away from him. You still try though, flailing your limbs about and bucking your hips.

“There, there. Let’s calm down, honey,” he coos, now clearly taunting you. He rubs the swell of your ass over the tight dress you were wearing. “Just tell Daddy you’re sorry, baby. I’m not a bad guy. I’m willing to hear you out.”

You don’t even respond. You pound your fists against his leg while kicking your feet.

“Poor baby. There’s no reason to throw a tantrum,” he says in the most condescending voice you’d ever heard. He gives you a light warning tap on the ass. “Just tell me what I want to hear, and Daddy will make it all better, give you all the kisses you need until you’re back to being a good girl.”

He was driving you fucking wild. Your body was taut with anger while your mind ran wild with frustration, not only at him, but at yourself. You could feel your panties getting sticky with arousal as he spoke down to you.

“Shut up, Leon!” you say and continue struggling.

His hand comes down again, cracking a little harder against the supple flesh of your ass. You suck a sharp breath in. It didn’t hurt yet, but it stung. Anymore force behind the swing of his palm and you knew he could fulfill his threats of marking up your ass.

“You wanna try that again, princess?” he says, “I’ll give you one more chance.”

“No! I’m not calling you Daddy you sick fucker! I-”

A loud slap echoes through the room. That was the smack you were scared of. So hard you could feel the burn beneath your skin. There was absolutely no doubt about his strength now. He lands another two, one on each cheek, drawing whimpers from your throat.

“Watch your mouth,” he says, “I’m sick of the whining and the back talk. I’ve given you more than enough chances to fix your behavior. I’m done playing nice with you.”

In a quick motion, he yanks your skirt up to bunch it at the small of your back. You squeal out “Leon!” but it makes no difference. Again, you attempt to wriggle away. All it does though is give him a view of your ass wiggling around in those cute panties you wore. The ones he had seen peeking over the waist of your jeans.

He lays more lashes to your skin in rapid succession. You wriggle slightly and involuntarily whine. Your ‘stepfather’ felt no guilt though. Partially because it was all part of the plan, partially because he could see the light purple fabric between your thighs darkening with arousal. Plus, the pathetic noises spilling from your mouth only made him want to work harder, rip more sweet cries from you. He continues cracking his solid hand against your bottom, sending ripples through the soft flesh. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment, your eyes start to water, and your bottom lip juts out into a quivering pout.

“Oh, look at that sweet face,” he coos, taking a break from spanking you to stroke your cheek, “I know it hurts, baby. But it can all stop once you decide to stop being a stubborn little brat.”

He punctuates his statement with another swat. Your body jolts forward at the contact, head falling forward to hang in shame. You hate yourself for playing into it, but you can’t stop the automatic response that exits you in a humiliating whimper.

“I’m not a brat.”

“Oh you’re not? Could’ve fooled me,” he responds. He cracks his hand against your cheeks a few more times before giving you a break and rubbing the sore skin.

“I’m not. You’re just… you’re just mean.”

The words tumble from you in a pitiful cry, physically hurting you to say something so pathetic. To show such weakness when he was being such a prick. You shut your eyes, and a warm tear falls down your face. That only made you feel worse, making you want to cry more. A vicious cycle you couldn’t break out of when all your mind could think of was your stinging flesh and his patronizing voice.

“I’m being mean to you? Aw baby, after all the things you said, you think I’m the mean one?” he mocks.

“I-I’m sorry,” you whimper out without really thinking about it.

“I don’t need you to be sorry, sweetheart. You know what I want,” he says.

What’s supposed to be a groan comes out as a frustrated whine. You shake your head weakly and open your eyes again. His fingers slip beneath your chin to lift your face to look at him.

“Just say it. Say it and it will all be over. We can get on to helping you feel better,” he says.

The pain radiating from your ass, now glowing red, was almost enough to make you give in on the spot. But you could hear it in his voice. He was so fucking smug, having so much fun watching you cry and shift around in discomfort. You couldn’t just let him win.

So you shake your head defiantly, sniffling as your watery eyes connect with his in a stare. You immediately regret your decision because the amused glint that forms his eyes lets you know that he enjoys the resistance more than your submission. The corners of his lips tick upwards into a slight smile. Now it’s his turn to shake his head and mockingly tut at you before swinging his forearm and blasting your sore flesh with the heel of his palm.

You cry out, the noise strangled with despair. Your teeth dig into your bottom lip to restrain the louder sobs that were bubbling in your throat.

“Just give in, sweetheart. There’s no need to act tough for me. Do what I know you want to, and say the word,” he orders, his words coming out low and slow.

You know you should, but god, you don’t want to. It’s like your most basic instincts don’t want you to either. You have to think through it, force your tongue to conjure the word and expel it from your lips.

“I’m sorry… Daddy,” you whimper. A couple more tears leak from your eyes. The humiliation that mounts in your chest is like nothing you’ve ever felt before. But as the heat rises to your cheeks and clouds your mind, making you feel dizzy, you feel a deeper sense of heat spreading out in your lower belly. And it only gets worse when he starts in on you again.

“Oh, that’s my girl. Such a good girl when you want to be. I knew you could do it,” he coos, “Say it again for me, baby. Least you can do after being so cruel.”

At this point, you figure you’d already said it once, so what’s one more time. You say it again if for no other reason than to stop his harsh blows from raining down on your sensitive skin.

“I’m so sorry, Daddy,” you cry.

“That’s right. I know you are, honey. I know you don’t mean that stuff. You just wanted some attention, right? Wanted some time with Daddy all to yourself,” he says as his hand comes up and starts stroking your hair.

You weakly shake your head. You weren’t acting up because of that. He was being an asshole. That’s why you were acting up. Or were you even acting up? Your reaction was justified, wasn’t it? All the attention on you mixed with the shame boiling in your head makes it hard to think through this stuff.

“Oh, are you shy? Don’t wanna tell the truth?” he coos with a cruel chuckle. One of his hands rubs your aching ass while the other trails up and down your thigh soothingly. The latter hand slowly creeps to the junction of your legs. “I know that’s what it is, doll. I can feel it.”

As he says that, you feel fingers petting the damp fabric that conceals your cunt. You take a sharp breath to which his chuckle grows into a short laugh. He presses his fingers against the cloth, and you can tell immediately that even his movements are done in a way to mess with you. His digits drag against your panties, not giving you the pressure you need on your clit. You squirm awkwardly in an effort to find a better angle and not feel the soaked garment cling to your folds.

“Feeling a little impatient?” he teases.

You nod, any remaining shreds of dignity you have slowly being peeled away. You just couldn’t resist. The potential pleasure that’s just out of reach. The heat of his thick cock against your hip. His voice, like soft velvet slipping over your mind.

“Well honey, show me you can ask nicely, and I’ll be happy to help you out. Won’t even make you wait, we can get right to what you really want,” he says. His tone sounds slightly more genuine here.

“Pretty please, Daddy,” you force out. Your eyes cast down in shame as if you’re studying the pattern of the living room carpet.

“Pretty please what, babydoll?” he says, the teasing returning for a moment.

“Pretty please… fuck me,” you squeak.

He smirks, his victory written all over his face.

“Woah, listen to the mouth on you,” he tuts, “Normally, I wouldn’t let that kind of language fly, sweetheart, but I think you’ve had enough punishment for one day.”

His hands squeeze your waist and flip you over on his lap. He wipes away your tears with his thumb and presses a kiss to your forehead, that stupid smug expression on his face the entire time.

The next move is guiding your body onto the couch. You whimper as your back meets the cool leather. He pays that no mind and instead lifts your hips and tugs your skirt and panties off in one motion. You notice in your peripheral that he takes a souvenir, shoving the light purple underwear in his pocket.

After giving your ass a firm squeeze, his hands drift up and pull your shirt off. His eyes fixate on your tits, his soft hands coming to cup them and flick his fingers over your nipples which were beginning to perk up.

“No bra? I guess I should’ve expected that from you,” he chuckles as he continues fondling your soft breasts. The touch relieves some of the building pressure, the weight in your chest just begging to be squeezed and massaged. He watches the pliable flesh move beneath his fingers before giving your nipples a quick pinch and moving to undress himself.

He doesn’t waste any time, his clothing pooled on the floor in mere moments. He gets on top of you. Large hands hook behind your knees, angling your hips upward. Your legs come to rest on his shoulders as he grabs his cock and swipes the tip through the slick that had collected between your thighs.

“So fucking wet, I didn’t even need to warm you up,” he grunts as he pushes the tip in.

You bite your lip, unable to stop the whine it brings out of you. He exhales with amusement, and his free hand goes to your face to rub your cheek. It was only the tip so far, but you couldn’t even deny how good it felt. And while he moves with a purpose, he draws out this first thrust as long as possible. He inches it in, going as slow as he can. The pleasure he gets just from watching you squirm with desperation is clear in the way he looks down at you.

“There we go. Just what you need. Daddy filling you up. Gonna make you a good girl from now on,” he coos and drags his thumb over your bottom lip. 

Without even thinking, you open your mouth and flatten your tongue against the digit before wrapping your lips around it. You suck on it gently, softly moaning as your saliva coats his thumb.

At this point, it’s physically impossible for him to look more pleased with himself. Honestly, it seemed like he took more enjoyment from watching you slip farther into his grasp than he did from the feeling of your cunt pulsing around him.

Once he’s all the way in, completely buried in your warm, wet embrace, the hand that had been guiding his cock slides up. He gently thumbs your clit, grinning as your sweet mewls become the slightest bit louder.

He begins dragging himself in and out, savoring the feeling of your walls gripping him, sucking him in. It seems you only clamp down harder as he plays with your pretty little bundle of nerves. He keeps toying with it as his hips work back and forth.

Your eyes flutter, becoming half-lidded with the smooth stream of pleasure flowing through you. You whimper and whine while still sucking on his thumb. He started to repeatedly tease pulling it out before pushing it all the way in, nearly gagging you.

“So precious, aren’t you?” he whispers, leaning forward.

Your thighs are now pressed to your chest. His cock so deep it reaches places you didn’t even know about. He picks up the pace a bit, balls smacking against you with each move. To your dismay, he removes his thumb from your mouth, dragging it down and smearing spit down your chin. Your disappointment is only momentary as he’s quick to capture your lips in a searing kiss. 

His soft lips move against your wet ones while he continues pumping deep. Your head swims with the pleasure he provides. Everything becomes a soft warm haze as he toys with your clit and stretches you out. The gentle kisses combine with the tender feeling of his warm skin sliding against yours.

“Gonna have to do this every time you get bratty, baby. Keep you dumb on my cock, exactly where you should be, making sure you don’t get outta line,” he grunts, eyes closing as a wave of pleasure hits him, “This all you needed, just some time with Daddy.”

You nod lazily, all hopes of keeping a resistant exterior up gone out the window. “More kisses, Daddy,” you mumble as you connect your lips in a messy kiss.

He chuckles at the lack of resistance left in you. He returns your nod and indulges you. His tongue slips into your mouth, meeting your own as you make out.

It’s all so good. You can’t get enough. Everything is him right now. It’s all for him. You know you’re getting close and so does he. He can feel the way your pussy rhythmically constricts around him. It’s working him closer too, but he can’t let it end yet. Not before he gets to the final step.

His movements become strategic. You’re teetering on the edge, getting enough pleasure to keep you whining and clutching at him, but not enough for that final push to heaven. Just one more stroke in the right wave, and you know you could get there.

While your head continues to fog up from his efforts, he pulls away from kissing you. He nestles his head in between yours and the couch cushion.

“You know, honey, now that we’re seeing eye to eye, I think I should let you in on something,” he whispers, hot breath fanning across your ear.

“Mmm, what?” you ask. You were only half paying attention, too caught up in the heat of the moment.

“I’ve had my eye on you for a while, sweet thing,” he rasps.

“Really?” you ask, unsure why he was bringing this up but choosing to go along with it in your dreamy state. He had been dating your mom for a while, so maybe he had this little infatuation for longer than you thought.

“Mhm, earlier than I think you know,” he says with a nip to your earlobe.

“That’s nice,” you murmur and nuzzle your face against his hair, breathing in his scent.

“Aren’t you curious when? When was the first time I saw your pretty face? The first time I wanted to slide into this tight pussy?” he murmurs.

“When?” you ask. You tried to feign interest, but fuck, you really just wanted to cum.

“I remember it, clear as day. It was at a party, you remember that guy from high school who had the 3D tv in his basement. It was at his house. You were down there, looking so fucking cute, talking to some douchebag. And I heard you talking to him. About Fortnite,” he says.

You just nod and moan. You honestly didn’t even remember that he went to your high school, but you didn’t really care at the moment. It still felt so good, him drilling in and out of you. You just couldn’t help but wonder why he thought now was the time to bring this up.

“You told that guy your gamer tag. But I realized I also remembered that name. I had played a match with you before. You beat me, stole my victory royale,” he says with a soft laugh.

“Umm… ok,” you reply, totally lost and not just because your mind was all cloudy from being railed into the couch.

“Tell me, honey: do you remember the name rookiepillz?” he asks.

“No?” you say. Was this really the time for this conversation? That was all you could think. But before you could voice your complaint his hand starts rubbing your clit again with even more pressure than before. All words in your throat tangle up into a string of whimpers.

“You should. I sent you a message after that game. Told you ‘I’m gonna fuck you and your mom sweaty,’” he says with a particularly hard thrust, “Well, look at us now.”

You listen, absolutely lost, until the dots start connecting. You turn your head to look at him, not believing this was real. You did remember that message. It made you and your friends giggle for the next hour, created an inside joke for the next few years.

“No way,” you say. You try to keep your voice even, but despite his insane words, his cock was still hitting just right, “Rookie- fuck! Rookiepillz?”

He puts in a couple of those strokes that hit just right, brushed all your sweet spots, filled you up the perfect amount. All the while his thumb rubs your clit in tiny, quick circles. You couldn’t hold on. A sharp cry leaves you as you gush around his cock. You grip the couch for support as your body rolls with the rush.

“Yes way, sweetheart. Rookiepillz,” he grunts.

When most of the high has finished and you’re starting to come down, you open your eyes and look up at him with disbelief. He’s grinning, so satisfied that he’s gotten the last laugh.

“Wha- you’re… you’re fucking insane… literally why would you remember that? And why would you take it so seriously? It’s Fortnite!” you moan, still feeling the aftershocks of your release.

“I play the long game, baby, and I play to win,” he moans as a strained expression washes over his face. He snaps his hips a few more times before slamming in all the way with one final thrust. “This is my ultimate victory royale.”

With that, he empties himself inside you, hot cum flooding your cunt. You whimper yet again. It still felt good even if you just found out his motivation behind all of this was borderline psychotic.

He pumps in and out a few more times before pulling out. His chest puffs with deep breaths on top of yours. Both of you lay together in silence for a few moments. What had just happened? You could barely even comprehend it. Instead of driving yourself as crazy as he is by dwelling on it, you shove him off of you. You get up and start putting on your clothes again.

“You’re fucking crazy,” you say.

He laughs and sits up on the couch. “Don’t act like you didn’t have fun, baby,” he says while stretching, “You were such a good girl for your daddy.”

Your eyes widen and cheeks burn with embarrassment at his teasing. God, why had you ever said that? Now that you weren’t all worked up, you just wanted to go back in time and kick your own ass for even thinking of giving in.

“Shut up,” you grumble.

He stands up, still laughing and clearly on top of the world with his “victory.” You smooth out your outfit as he starts putting his own clothing back on. He holds up his belt and cracks it teasingly.

“Watch your mouth, there’s still time before your mother gets home. That sweet ass might not have enough marks,” he taunts.

You shoot him a glare before storming out of the room.

“Oh come on, babe. If you’re not into that, maybe we could play some Fortnite?” he calls.

[lipglossanon]

Am I Your One and Only Desire?

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Stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (finale)

part i - An Open Invitation (To A Perfect Domination)

part ii - What You Do To Me (No One Knows)

part iii - I’m Not A Bad Man I’m Just Overwhelmed

Hello, hello 👋

Welcome to the finale of OG stepdad! I’m wrapping up these mini stories before moving on to new things! That’s not to say I won’t ever write for him again, but for now his “storyline” is complete.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, stepcest, stepdad Leon, daddy kink, spit kink, fingering, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, praise kink, unprotected sex, creampie

Title from Always by Saliva

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Your parents have been fighting for weeks now. Well, your mom and Leon. You’ve been busy with class work and trying to get an internship for the summer so it’s been just something happening in the background. But now, it seems your mom has issued her final ultimatum. 

“If you don’t come with me on this work trip, we’re through !”

You pause in the hallway, guiltily eavesdropping on their argument. Your mom practically shouted the last two words before an uncomfortable quiet settled in the aftermath. 

“Then I guess we’re through,” Leon’s dry tone makes your heart skip a beat. 

You hear a door slam in their room making you jump in place. Taking that as your cue to leave, you walk further down the hall and open your own bedroom door and step inside  at the same time someone comes out of the master. 

“Guess you heard that, hmm?” Leon gives you a tired smile, hair sticking up at odd angles like he’s been running his hands through it. 

Biting your bottom lip, you nod, “Does that mean you’re leaving?”

“Sooner or later,” he shrugs, walking until he’s in your doorway. 

His blue eyes narrow as they search your face, “Was thinking of moving closer to the city, already found a couple of places not far from work.”

You try to hide it, but you know he sees when your shoulders tense. He steps further into your room and closes the door. 

“Not ideal is it?” He pulls you into a hug, surprising you so much you forget to wrap your arms around him for a split second. 

“I’m gonna miss you,” you whisper into his chest, feeling as he squeezes you closer to him. 

He rubs your back for a moment before pulling you away. You sniffle and quickly wipe your eyes with the heels of your palm. 

“I won’t leave without saying goodbye,” he murmurs, kissing your forehead then the corners of each eye before pressing a soft, kiss to your lips. 

Leaving you with emotional whiplash, Leon turns and exits your room, shutting the door behind him. You listen as his footsteps fade away before flopping down onto your bed, tears gathering in your eyes. 

It seems rather silly to be so upset since it’s actually better news for you if they divorce. But now the doubt is starting to creep in, make you think that without being in Leon’s space that he’ll forget about you. Leave you behind along with your mom. You’re not in love with him, but you do like him a lot. 

He has shown you how empty your life was before he moved into it. Your mom is constantly traveling for work and your dad lives in another state and doesn’t really reach out to you unless it’s a holiday. Leon’s taken care of you in a way no one else has before and you hate that it’s being taken away. 

The sex is great, but it’s nice coming home and hanging out with him while making fun of whatever reality show he’s watching. Or the times he takes you out to grab coffee before heading to your favorite bookstore. He never presses for anything during those times even if you try to initiate. He always kisses you on the forehead with the promise he’s perfectly satisfied. More tears slip from your eyes as you lay in bed.  

For the rest of the night, you listen as your mom and Leon quietly argue amongst themselves with your mom yelling every now and then. When you wake up the next morning and go downstairs, you notice a lot of the little things that belong to Leon are gone, even his vehicle is gone from its usual parked spot outside the garage making you sad. 

Greeting your mom softly as you walk in the kitchen, she watches as you fix yourself a cup of tea. 

“He’s gone,” she bites out, anger still tinging her words. 

You turn and face her head on while the kettle heats up.

“I heard you two arguing last night,” you bite your lip, feeling off having this conversation with her, “are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” her shoulders roll back as she sighs, “I’m honestly just angry. We haven’t been getting along for months and I’m just done. He’s moved out and the papers are being filed today.”

“Oh,” your voice comes out steadier than you thought, “that’s kinda fast, right?”

Your mom laughs without any humor and turns to dump the rest of her drink down the sink, “It’s been a long time coming.”

The kettle goes off giving you the opportunity to turn away from her and busy yourself as she continues to talk to you. 

“I’m also going to be gone this weekend, another work conference,” she blows out a breath, “I’m actually running behind right now, but I wanted to see you before I left.”

You nod as you steep your tea, “Thanks.”

“Leon said he’d be by to finish packing up his office and to turn over his key to you,” her phone goes off, pulling your attention back to her when she answers. 

“Hang on— alright, I’m out of here, sweetie,” she smiles at you, “don’t hesitate to call if you need anything. I’ll see you on Monday!”

With that, she breezes out of the kitchen and into the garage. You stand there, bare feet shifting on the cool kitchen floor as your tea cup steams on the counter while you listen to her drive off. The quiet settles on you heavily as you gaze unseeingly at your drink. 

You settle on the couch with your tea and mindlessly watch the news. Glancing at the time, you wonder what time Leon will actually be by to grab his stuff. You’ll be home all weekend so it’s not like you’ll miss him once he shows up. Heart fluttering, you sigh out loud. You hate waiting like this, nerves always getting the better of you. 

The jingling of keys wakes you with a start, not realizing you dozed off. Wiping the sleep from your eyes, you raise up in time to see Leon stepping into the living room. You offer him a small smile. 

“Hi.”

His jaw feathers before he sighs. 

“Hey,” he clears his throat, “is your mom here?”

Feeling disappointment, you shake your head, “She left this morning, said you’d be by to grab your stuff.”

“Yeah,” he trails off, eyes tracking down your body before skirting back up to your face, “wanna help me finish packing?”

Shrugging, you stand up from the couch, “Sure.”

He nods and turns, heading upstairs towards the master bedroom. Once upstairs, he holds his arm out to let you step into the room first. After he steps in behind you, he crowds your space until the back of your knees bump against the edge of the bed. 

“Gonna let me say goodbye?” He grins, fingers skating up your thigh to cup your pussy, “I’m going to miss more than your cute face, sweetheart.”

Arousal thrums in your veins and you nod eagerly, “Please.”

While he kisses you, he eases your body down onto the bed, hands running up your sides to grope your breasts through your flimsy tee shirt. He groans into your mouth as your nipples stiffen against his fingertips. Pulling away, he strips your clothes off until you're lying completely nude. 

“So sexy,” he murmurs, kissing you again as he lies on his side next to you, propping himself up on one arm while the other draws circles across your abdomen. 

“Want me to play with your cute pussy, sweetheart?” He nips at your jawline before biting your neck, “want daddy to tease that pudgy little clit til you’re soaking the sheets?”

“Yes, please, daddy,” you gasp as he sucks and bites the skin underneath your jaw. 

The hand on your abdomen glides down to run his fingers across your dripping slit. You whine as he finally teases across your clit with slow swipes of his fingertips. 

“So wet already,” he places kisses down your throat, “want my fingers in your needy pussy?”

”Uh huh,” you rock your hips trying to get him to press against your swollen bud more.

Without any warning, he plunges two fingers deep in your leaking hole, fluttering against the front of your cunt to rub against the spongy spot that makes you clamp down on the digits. He roughly fucks his fingers in and out of your pussy until you’re whining nonstop.

“Do you see this?” He growls in your ear, middle and ring fingers buried deep in your cunt while his thumb rubs circles on your clit. 

Your bleary eyes look down your naked body to watch as he scissors his fingers in your soaked hole. 

“This is my cute little pussy, sweetheart,” he bites your earlobe and you moan loudly. 

“Yeah, s’all yours,” you whine, fingers digging into his biceps. 

“Want me to give her some kisses?” He whispers, fucking his fingers slowly in and out of your pussy, letting the heel of his palm softly smack against your pudgy bud. 

“Oh, please,” you keen, eyelashes fluttering as he kisses your neck, “kiss my pussy.”

He groans and slips his fingers away before kissing a wet trail down to your breasts. Teasing each of your nipples with his teeth, he sucks the stiff buds until your back arches. With a chuckle, he continues to kiss his way down your stomach to the apex of your thighs. Sighing, he kisses the hood of your clit. 

“So sweet,” he rumbles low in his throat, “such a good girl.”

His pouty lips kiss your pudgy clit over and over, drooling a line of spit down onto your bud before running his tongue through your pussy lips to lap at your dripping hole. With a moan, your legs fall open further. 

“Good girl,” he murmurs, dark blue eyes watching you from between your thighs, “such a sweet cunt.”

“Ohhh,” you whimper, hands tangling in Leon’s hair as he goes back down on you, tongue fluttering against your clit before sucking it into his hot mouth. He bites down gently and it sends an electric spark buzzing through your brain. 

“Please, feels so good,” you whine high in your throat. 

Groaning, he humps the mattress while he grinds his face against your cunt, tongue licking into your pussy eagerly. He rubs his nose across your clit as his tongue slides in and out of your slick hole, humming as you gush across his tongue with every slow thrust of the muscle. It doesn’t take much for him to make you forget everything except his mouth on your pussy.

The band of arousal in your abdomen winds tighter and tighter as he makes out with your pussy with sloppy enthusiasm. Spit and slick coats your inner thighs to the point it drips down your ass onto the sheets underneath.  His hands, which were resting gently on your hips, move down to the bends of your knees and hike your legs up over his shoulders. With the new angle, it feels like his tongue fucks into you even deeper, teeth pressing against your cunt in a way that has you rolling your hips against his face. 

Hearing the wet noises of his mouth on your cunt makes your nipples tighten and ache, leading you to bring your own hands up to cup your breasts to tweak the stiff peaks. 

“Mmm, yeah, play with those cute tits, baby,” he growls, moving up to suck on your clit softly, “pinch those puffy little nipples til it hurts.”

“Yesss,” you sigh, eyes fluttering as you pluck at your hard nipples with your index and thumb before rolling them between your fingers, “w’nna cum, please daddy.”

He sits back on his haunches and unbuttons his slacks, pulling them along with his underwear down to free his cock. A sigh of relief slips from him as he squeezes his thick cock. 

“Want you cumming on daddy’s dick, sweetheart,” he grins down at you, “stuff that little cunt til you’re nice and full.” 

“Oh fuck,” you mewl, hands moving forward to grasp at the air in front of him, “please, need you so bad, ‘m so empty, daddy.”

“Fuck,” he hisses, quickly undressing all the way and crawling back on top of you, boxing you in with his nude body.

His cock drags a sticky trail of precum up your thighs until the head rests below your belly button, cum pooling on your skin as his fat leaks and drips. Kissing you heatedly, he sucks your tongue before biting your bottom lip and pulling away. 

He braces his weight on one forearm as his other hand slips down between your bodies to grip the base of his cock. Slapping the tip against your pudgy clit, you whine as he rubs his cock through your soaked folds, smearing slick everywhere. 

He presses down further and lets his head dip in and out of your clenching heat until you’re rocking up into the motion, tempting him to just push inside your cunt. 

“Please, please, need it, need you to fuck me,” you whine, nails digging into his shoulders. 

“How can I say no to that?” He smirks, finally notching the head of his dick at your leaking hole. 

With a low groan, he thrusts forward, sliding inch by inch into your pussy until he bottoms out as your walls pulse and squeeze around his fat cock. 

“Oh that’s it, good girl, squeezing me so good,” he coos in your ear as he settles more of his weight down onto your body. 

“Daddy, daddy, please,” you choke out, legs wrapping around his waist, arching your body so he can fuck into you even deeper.

He pulls out and thrusts his cock into your pussy until he bottoms out again, heavy balls pressing against your ass. Your nails score a hot trail down his chest as he presses you down into the bed.

“Always such a perfect fit,” he moans, humping into your pussy faster, “little cunt made for my dick.”

Mouth dropping open to pull in gasping breaths as Leon fucks you deep, you rock your hips into his, “Feels good, Leon. Wanna cum for you.”

With a low rumbling groan in his throat, he grinds his dick across your g-spot until slick drips down his balls. You reach up to tangle your hands into his hair as he slowly ruts his cock halfway out of your pussy and slowly works it back inside your fluttering walls.

“You’re squeezing me so fucking tight, sweetheart,” he kisses the shell of your ear, “want daddy to breed your greedy hole?”

”Yes, yes,” you gasp, hips writhing, “breed my pussy, need it so bad.”

He chuckles and starts to rock more roughly against you, moving his lips to yours and licking into your mouth, tongue slipping inside to tease across your own.

“My good girl,” he says between kisses, “gonna miss you, baby.”

Your heart thuds painfully in your chest, pussy pulsing and gripping his cock tightly as you eagerly kiss him back. 

“I’m g’nna miss you, too,” you whimper between sloppy kisses, “gonna miss you, miss this.”

He leans back with a dark look in his eyes, “Yeah? Show me, open that slutty mouth of yours.”

Eyelashes fluttering, you loll your tongue out and whine loudly when he spits in your mouth. He smirks down at you and leans closer to spit straight into the back of your throat. After doing it a few more times, he moves back.

“Swallow.”

Your body shivers as you do as he says, mewling as he rocks his hips down, pelvis catching on your clit just right while his balls smack against your ass on every thrust. 

“I’m getting close,” you moan brokenly.

He picks up the pace, cock pistoning in and out of your pussy creating sloppy wet sounds that makes you clench down on him. 

“Squeeze me so I can breed this pretty pussy of yours, sweetheart. Let daddy fill you up,” he nips your bottom lip with a grin.

Clit throbbing with every brush of his pelvis, you squeeze down on his cock tighter and tighter as he grinds against your g-spot. Your legs tighten around his waist until he can barely pull out, rutting his cock in short shallow thrusts as your climax overtakes your body. Thrashing and moaning, your pussy walls clench and flutter around his thick cock as your eyes roll back in your head.

”Fuck, gonna make me cum, such a good girl,” Leon huffs with a groan, “that’s it, let me breed this sweet cunt.”

A cut off moan interrupts his rambling. You feel as his cock throbs and kicks when he spills a hot load of cum deep in your cunt, pussy walls milking every drop from his heavy balls. 

“So good,” he pants, sloppily kissing your neck as he softly thrusts in your clenching heat, “your little pussy was made for this.”

You can only whine out nonsense as he pumps rope after rope of thick sticky cum in your fluttering hole, pelvis smacking against your clit and sending little shockwaves of overstimulation throughout your body. He finally pulls out with a groan, half hard cock shooting out another spurt of cum to coat your puffy mound and clit. With a moan, he rubs the thick jizz into your skin, smearing it until your slit’s sticky. 

He lays down next to you on the bed and you roll over to face him. 

“Got you all to myself this weekend too, huh?” He chuckles, “I’ll make sure to be out of here by Sunday if you’re good with that.”

Cunt pulsing at the thought of Leon staying with you all weekend, you nod, “Yeah, I’m good.”

Needless to say, Leon fucked you on every surface possible over the weekend. Starting in the master bedroom on Friday evening and finally ending on Sunday with a facial on the desk in his office. In between, you have some small talk about where he’s going to live as you pack up what little stuff of his still in the house. Neither of you talk about what this means for you both now that he’s your mom’s ex. When evening rolls around, he finally packs up his car as you stand outside the garage watching him organizing the trunk. Once he shuts it, the thud reverberates in your chest making you oddly misty eyed.

He steps up to you, ushering you into the garage so no nosy neighbors can see as he kisses you. 

“You have my number right?”

You nod, clearing your throat, “Yeah.”

He grins, “Good, text me later and we’ll meet up so I can show you my new place. I don’t know if I mentioned it, but it’s not far from your college.”

Your heartbeat ramps up making you feel giddy, “Really? I’d love to visit.”

A pink flush spreads out across his cheekbones, “It’s a date, then.”

Smiling brightly at him, you push up on your tiptoes to kiss him again.