#the one senario i've always thought of writing for a long time

[macabrecake]

hey cake - your ideas stuck in my head, so can I request a small blurb with Leon and fem reader, him admiring her as she rides him and he’s absolutely obsessed with it

Deadass giggling and kicking my legs as I read this you have no idea how excited I am for this one cause this idea in particular has stuck with me for SO long! I gotchu bby y'all buckle up I'm going all in. And it's gonna be re6 Leon cause hubby (I've missed him 🥺)

Warning: minors steer clear of this or Saddler will add you to his plaga army.

"Are you sure about this, Leon?"

The question shifts his smirk to a much softer smile, one that he only reserves for you, as he eyes your bare, timid body sitting on top of him. Both of you tucked away together in the comforts of your shared bedroom. He's gotten a break from work before being shipped to Tall Oaks within the week.

And he knows exactly how to spend his free time.

"Trust me, it'll be fun. I promise." The agent reassures while his large hands sweetly stroke and gently squish your plump thighs and hips. The warmth radiating from them offering a welcomed sense of comfort to easily help you relax more. But some doubts still plagued you.

"I know it'll be fun, but..." You trail off quietly, trying to find the words while subconsciously hugging yourself a little tighter. Luckily, Leon is amazing in terms of reading body language. When the idea was previously tossed around- you did worry about a few things. Somehow accidentally hurting him or just the whole experience going south since you've never done this position before.

Yet you're always so eager to please.

He adores that endearing quality about you as he sits up and gently takes hold of your chin so you'll look up at him, and his cheeky little smile. "You always look beautiful beneath me. I can guarantee you're gonna look just as beautiful up here too."

You're unable to fight the small giggle that falls from your lips, or the blush that rises in your cheeks and travels down your neck to your collarbone at Leon's gorgeous voice speaking so sweetly like that.

Practically melting in his lap when you haven't even hopped on his dick yet.

The blonde chuckles before stealing another kiss then softly bumps his nose with yours, your own secret little love language between each other. "We'll go slow, ok?" He says quietly, those deep sky blue eyes holding your gaze with nothing but pure patience and love.

It tells you all you need to know.

Once you give the ok, cause he's a man of consent no matter what, Leon places his hands back on your hips and carefully guides you down onto him. Then...

Paradise.

His deep groan mingles with your soft whimper once he finally bottoms out inside you. The feeling of your heat wrapping around his cock so tight like this was absolutely divine he was almost worried he'd cum right then and there. Leon manages to steel himself however as his head falls back against the pillows with a sharp exhale. His hands suddenly clamping down on your hips a little rougher as he sets a slow pace as promised.

Not that you're complaining at all in the slightest, if anything it pulls another moan from you as your walls twitch and squeeze him more when he starts moving, not realizing any of those delicate spots even existed until now. "Leon.~"

The golden blonde picks his head up to gaze at you, that devilish smirk making a reappearance as he gleefully eyes the blissed out state you're already in. But who could blame you, really? The view you had was pretty damn spectacular as well. Battle scars from the hell he's been dragged through over the years and won every time so he could lay here with you now, cold blue eyes staring at you playfully but still so warm, the fucking washboard abs and pecs. Just Leon Scott Kennedy in all his natural glory. "You ok, honey?" He can't help but tease a little.

Only to snicker when you glance away with a shy smile and bite back a soft mewl, after all this time together and you still get flustered around him. He loves it. But you're hiding from him, thinking he doesn't see the way you hold yourself so your breasts don't bounce or allow yourself to get too loud.

It earns you a soft disapproving sound from Leon as his hands move away from your thighs to take your hands from your chest, intertwining your fingers with his, and holding them down at your hips. "Don't be shy, sweetheart. I wanna see." He encourages, tone soft like his thumbs that rub the back of your hands. The gesture makes your heart flutter and eventually loosen up completely.

Giving the man a sight that he fully believes could rival the seven wonders of the world.

Once you caught the rhythm, you fell into it perfectly. Leon could practically see the confidence in you build up as you stopped covering your sounds and yourself altogether. Letting your tits bounce, your head slightly fall back with another moan just for him, as your hips roll and grind down to meet his thrusts in your own sensual dance. Getting lost in it all. That's what he was after. That's what he wanted to see. And he was right- you truly looked so goddamn beautiful like this.

It excited him so much, Leon's chest actually tightened up for a moment. He doesn't care if it sounds cheesy or cliché but it stole his breath and somehow made him fall even harder for you. Leading him to wonder if maybe there really is a God that sent him this angel as a gift for all the hardships he had to endure. If that's to be the case.

Then it was all so worth it.

Suddenly his gaze locks on yours when he finds you staring at him, clearly you're feeling good. But you still seem a little worried if you're doing a good job for him or not. Fuck, if you only knew. "That's it, baby girl." Leon praises you breathlessly with a rather dopey little grin- completely awestruck by you. Your sounds acting as his favorite song, that he's no doubt recorded once or twice.

That blissfully shy smile you give him, so proud of yourself for just making him happy like this. Mixing with the clear view he has of his lower abdomen and cock being heavily coated in more of your slick as he reappears then quickly disappears back inside your gushing pussy to stretch you again. And again. And again. As if you never want him to leave. Jesus Christ, he won't be surprised if his heart explodes at this rate.

"Goddamn, I love you." The blonde groans, receiving a light squeeze from your dainty hands and a whisper back in reply, "I love you more."

That's it for him, the final nail in the coffin. He's desperate to watch you cum now as he bolts upright to wrap his arms snug around your waist and bounce you harder in his lap. "Mmh~ Oh fuck!~ Leon!~" Given how he smiles against your lips says it all- It's official. This is his new favorite way he likes to have you. Always. "Keep screaming my name, sunshine." Leon lovingly growls as he presses his forehead against yours. Blue eyes lit with a firey hunger.

"We've got all night.~"

[hypnolab]

Welcome to the fandom love 😍, can i request something angst senario with Samatoki when, female reader where her parents refuse samatoki as her boyfriend because he's not good enough and try to force her to marry another man. If you're not comfortable with it it's okay,🌹❤️

Hi anon!! Thank you for the warm welcome (*ﾉ∀`*) although I've been into hypmic for a long time lol I just decided to start writing for it. I wasn't sure how to approach this because it could go different ways - and I ended up picking the sadder one (-ω-、).....I tried to be realistic with how Samatoki values familial relationships a lot so I hope this is alright!!

pairing : samatoki aohitsugi x f!reader synopsis : samatoki hesitantly decides to let you go when your parents do not approve of him as the man for you word count : 540

Life is not fair, Samatoki would always tell himself. Nothing in his life ever turned out for the better, even when he'd think he was doing pretty good. It's as if the world just specifically decided to use him as the scapegoat for other people to get their own luck, tossing him aside and never giving him his own chance to be happy.

He let out an exhale of smoke as he stared out the ports of Yokohama, letting the evening chills blanket over the anxiousness growing inside of him. Samatoki wishes you were with him right now, nestled in his arms and chatting his ear off while he listens to you, your voice echoing inside his head.

Alas, that was just a wish. Right now you were probably meeting up with that guy your parents recommended you date instead, and maybe you were starting to consider it as well. Just like they said, Samatoki himself was bad news, and his line of work would only endanger you if you kept sticking by him.

Samatoki remembers a few days earlier when you went to him crying, desperately clinging on to him and professing your love for him while cursing your parents.

“They don’t understand!” You had cried out, voice hoarse. Samatoki was enraged as well, for you, at your parents, and at the cruelty of fate that led to this moment. “[Y/N]...” He mumbles out your name, biting back his own rage so he wouldn’t do anything rash.

Maybe he should have been brash, actually. Then he’d ask you to leave your parents for him. Instead, Samatoki had stupidly told you to listen to your parents and leave him.

“Your folks are just trying their best to look out for you and give you a good future, [Y/N]..” He remembers saying, wiping your tears while you had looked up at him like he was spitting bullshit. He was. “Listen to them, they’re right.”

Samatoki knew he was living a dangerous life, and many times he had considered keeping you away out of the love he held for you so you’d be safe. It was his chance, he had thought back then. That this was a sign for him to finally let you go, no matter how much his heart ached to see you look so betrayed when he told you that both of you should break up.

Being happily together was what he wanted, but Samatoki also loved you so much to the point he’d let you go for your own safety and future. He couldn’t stomach the thought of you getting into dangerous situations because of him, so he decided that this was for the best then.

He stares at the starless, blank sky above and heaves out a sigh. Samatoki knew life wasn’t fair, that no matter how he wished for things to work out they’d always come to bite back at him humiliatingly; yet as he stares at the sky right now he wishes for a lot of things.

Maybe this life wasn’t fair to him, but you’ll be in safer arms and live a better life. And quite possibly, in the next life, he’ll have his chance to be completely happy with you too.