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Оh god hold me-

Jesus have you ever felt this strange sense on smth when you swipe right matched with someone really cool?

that’s exactly it

[taiyouhimerich]

wow yeah im stealing my own cai bot is this what they call creativity????

“Smells like sweet home”

Husband! Leon Kennedy x fem! Reader

tags and warns: aaaw cmon just a bit of soft thing, it colds even be safe for work! but with just a little bit of mention of sexual interaction, so still 18+ mdni!!!

psss gonna make part 2 w/ aomething morrrrre

Words count: 1,4k (and yes thats alot for me)

Leon never needed much from life: he dreamed about what all American men probably dream about. You know, a white picket fence, a housewife always waiting for him at home and ready to welcome him after a hard day's work, and a couple or triple adorable children who would run up to him, hugging him, missing their daddy. And for a long time it seemed to him that all these dreams were shattered the moment he ran over the barricades on the road leading to Raccoon City.

But that belief was shattered the moment he saw you. Beautiful, graceful, soft, just perfect for him, how could he not notice you among all the crowds of these gloomy, rude, cruel people? He felt like an insecure teenager again, noticing the most beautiful girl in school, a feeling he hadn't had in a couple dozen years. Courting you was ordinary, romantic, but nothing fancy, but it still won your heart. Or maybe it was the way a grown-up man blushed and sweated like a puberty boy when he saw you, you don't know for sure, but it was definitely something that made you start dating him.

If you ask him now, he would say that he does not even remember what happened until the moment when he knelt in front of you, taking out a modest but beautiful ring in a velvet box from his pocket. Standing in front of you at that moment, he was thinking that he didn't know what he would do if you said no, and you could swear that you saw tears in his eyes when you agreed. Your fiance looked like a tiny puppy, wagging his tail and running around his owner with joyful barking while you put on your wedding dress, asking him to stay close and help with the corset at the same time. You were amazing: the beautiful white fabric flowed over your body as if you were doused with milk, and several layers of tulle under your skirt made your figure even more magnificent. He hugged you tightly after he was done with the lacing, while you tried to chase him away, laughing kindly, saying something about you needing your personal time, when she leaned into your ear, tucking a strand of your hair before whispering.

“Then let it be as you say, I'll give you your so-called personal time, because from the first second of our honeymoon, I won't let you go for even a moment....”

And he didn't lie, he never lied to you, because no matter how much you both wanted to go to an Indonesian beach or watch flamingos, you couldn't get out of bed. Oh, how you fucked, all the food you ate was from room service, you were on the bed, on the floor, in the luxurious bathroom, even on the balcony at night, you did everything you could think of while Leon pressed against you, kissing under your ear, pleading, but deep voice purring.

“Just one more time, Mrs. Kennedy.”

Mrs. Kennedy did something incredible to you, and you succumbed over and over and over again, allowing him to enjoy you, his beloved woman, his wife... and considering how furiously he thrusted into you, the mother of his children at the same time. So neither of you were surprised when, a month after your honeymoon, your period didn't come, and the next day you saw two stripes on the test. Even twice, so that the results are for sure. You heard the joke that two positive tests mean two children, it was from Leon when he joked about it, and you slapped him on the back of the head, making him laugh, but when doctor told you at the first ultrasound that you were going to have twins, you were both shocked. In a pleasant shock, to be precise.

And this was the moment that he loved to remember every time he returned home to his dear wife, unlocking the front door with keys so quietly that his newborns would not wake up. Most of all, he wanted to throw his bag on the floor right in the hallway, along with his unbuttoned uniform, and fall on the bed, without a shower and dinner, although dinner at three in the morning is a terrible idea. When he lets out a tired sigh, hearing his vest release his chest, falling to the floor with a soft booming thud, he hears the rustling and creaking of your bedroom door, immediately tensing up and turning his head in that direction. A smile paints his face with happiness when you come out to him, in a pink fur robe and slippers in the form of pugs, coming closer, and slightly timidly spreading your arms in an invitation to a hug.

“My pretty one....” He mumbles, taking a step towards you and wrapping you in a tight hug, letting you bury your forehead in his shoulder.

“I missed you, Lee....”You gently stroke his back, running your palms over his shoulder blades when you feel his kiss in your hair. You can't help but giggle softly, kissing him somewhere on the jaw, feeling his unshaven stubble with your lips. It makes you laugh again and pull away, putting your hands on his chest with a smile. “Unscathed?”

“Kinda. A little injuries here and there, but nothing I couldn't handle, you know me.”He laughs hollowly, placing his palms on your forearms to pull you closer and kiss your cheek. “I missed you too... and our little ones.... How are they?”

“Scott is just perfect, and Melissa has become more moody in recent days.” You respond by sighing softly while his kisses make you giggle. “She is not so willing to being fed with breast, I have to use a pumper.... God, there's too much of you in this girl, you know.”

Leon laughs, quietly, so that God forbid not to wake up your children. “I don't think I've ever been able to give up on your breasts.”His lips continue to shower kisses on your face as he gradually descends to your neck, pushing back the collar of your robe. Huh. He even remembers the times when you met him in a red silk nightgown and black lace underwear… Well, after the wedding and pregnancy, your wardrobe has changed significantly. But that doesn't mean it's bad for him. Come on, he likes how homely you are!

His lips find your collarbone when he runs his tongue over your skin, sucking greedily, under your quiet but ringing giggle, and it makes you let out a soft moan. Your hands find his head with a familiar movement, intertwining with his hair as you mumble. “I don't think I've ever offered you...”

“Do you want to do it now?”His cheeky grin is audible even when you can't see his face, while he buries his head in the neckline of your robe, nuzzling into the cleavage between your breasts. He knows for sure that you will slap him on the back of the head, confusedly mumbling something about how it's something perverted, but he can't help but inhale, closing his eyes and soaking up the smell of your boobs. Those round soft tits, all big and swollen because of the milk, smelling of sweet, warm this very milk.... His children, his precious daughter and son, smell the same scent because your milk is what is always around them, so this smell is so cozy, homely, relaxing him and making him forget about all those horrors he looked at during his missions....

That's where he ends up, but not because you push him away, no. He stays between your boobs, continuing to take this bath of your milky scent until he feels... ashamed. When this process heals his mental wounds enough for him to think more sensibly, he realizes how embarrassing this thing really is. That he's literally obsessed with your boobs and sniffing them like some kind of pervert. He feels the warmth of your chest against his face for a little longer, and then pulls away, straightening up and straightening your robe. He can't help but squeeze them lightly in his palms, and before you can say anything, he looks away, clears his throat, and pats you on the shoulder, walking around you and muttering.

“Gonna check on ours.”

Later, you will find this tough, exhausted man sitting on the floor between the cradles of your children, sticking only his fingers between the partitions to hold each of the babies by the palms. A soft smile spreads across your tired face. What a cutie. All of them.

definitely p2 guys i just feel ashamed to make it as a one pretty big post, so I splitted that…..

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oh well having my post reblogged makes me kinda-

weird cause uhm why???? m(._.)m /sorry but im still new to tumblr formats but i definitely like it/

embarrassed cause someone really liked that crap?????? (ㆀ˘･з･˘)

alright gotta admit happy….. (｡-_-｡)

oh and btw im already writing something new, but its gonna be uuuuuhm…. really massive like-

REALLY

massive.

[taiyouhimerich]

aaaalright? lets pretend it can be found as a nice text???? so its gonna be-

RE2!Leon Kennedy x fem!reader

NSFW ALPHABET HEADCANONS

18+, minors do not interact its not even interesting for you (*'▽'*)

A —— [aftercare]

Honestly? I see this Leon outside of this point. I mean, of course he loves you and all that, but when you finish, he gets so sleepy that his whole body literally refuses to move. He's usually caring, so he'll automatically ask if he can do anything for you, and if you ask him for something, he'll nod and promise to do it, but ask you for a break in a couple of minutes, and then... he'll probably pass out. Of course, if something extraordinary happened after your intimacy (for example, you want to write, but literally can't stand because of him), then he will do everything for your comfort, but this is more the exception than the rule. Don't be mad at him, he's so cute!

B —— [body part]

Leon at this age... is quite influenced by everything that surrounds him, including what his peers, colleagues talk about, what porn shows. He likes any part of your body, if he's even heard that this part can be attractive, like. Are his friends leading a debate between tits and assholes? You'll get his craving for these places from you. Did you see an excerpt from hip sex porn? In the coming days, he will feel your hips and thighs as if this is his favorite place. But I'm pretty sure he loves your cheeks very much. Just for no reason, he likes your round, rosy, soft cheeks.

C —— [cum]

Anywhere but inside! He's too young and obviously 100% sure he's not ready to be the father of an unplanned child, and not at all because he's afraid that you'll freak out if you find out that you're pregnant! He always has enough (a lot, actually) condoms with him so that he can afford safe sex. If he wants to try something like a pearl necklace, he will ask your permission, although if you ask him about it in the process, he will agree, even if it is inside.

D —— [dirty secret]

Sometimes he finds himself thinking that he wants to try to be bottom, like bottom from bottom. But he doesn't want a drop! It's just... like if you were told not to think about a white monkey, you'd probably be thinking about a white monkey, right? The same thing happens to him: he says to himself that he would never make such a blissful face from an artificial penis in his ass, and from this thought exactly such a picture is imprinted into his consciousness, and the more he tries to drive it away, the more annoying it turns in his head. However, although he sometimes finds such thoughts shamefully arousing, he would not want to actually try it. The thought of a foreign object in his ass... just ugh.

E —— [experience]

None. Where would he get it from? There's no one to gain experience with at the orphanage, and you won't really find anyone to date at the police academy in the men's dormitory either, so... you're his first. You were the one he gave his virginity to, and he doesn't regret it a bit. Although he would really like to try everything with you that he knows and what you know, the benefit of his sexual appetite allows him to do this. It's hard to say anything else here, because sexual experience is not Schrodinger's cat: it either exists or it doesn't.

F —— [favourite position]

I believe that he enjoys riding and missionary poses equally. He loves to see your face when his cock moves inside your bosom, and he likes these two poses for two reasons. When you're on top, it's enough for him to pay attention to how you move together, giving each other pleasure with rhythmic movements, he feels your unity as a whole, he likes to feel this connection between you. He would enjoy the way your fingers intertwine, forever, while your weight on his hips allows him to relax and enjoy you.... When you change and he's on top of you, he loves to make you roll your eyes, biting your neck, licking your collarbones, marking you as much as he can, while his hips seem to be trying to heat your ass white so that it melts and is permanently soldered to him. He presses you into the mattress harder because his hunger for you is unquenchable, and his love for you is boundless.

G —— [goofy]

It is difficult for him not to joke: it is generally difficult for him not to let some accidentally funny phrase stay inside his mouth during those processes when he should be more serious. For some reason, I can't think of phrases that he could say during sex with the intention of making it playful and that would not turn out to be funny later. Perhaps it's because of his inexperience and the uncertainty between the lines because of this in his words and actions, when he bends down to your ear and purrs something like: “This baby's pussy will drink its fill of thick milk today...” It's hard for you to hold back your laughter when you hear that, seriously! He slows down a little because of this, but it doesn't take much for him to understand what nonsense he said (he will blush with slight shame, but will try to continue so as not to give himself away). After he inserts his penis into you, there will not even be an idea left in his head about trying to be cheesy, no, now he is completely focused on the place where your bodies and souls merge into one.

H —— [hair]

He only shaves for you because he wants you to see him at his best. Be sure that before each of your dates, it will be almost smooth in many places: groin, armpits, chin and neck. At first, he will even shave off a trail of blond hair from his groin to his navel, but if you tell him that you like her, he will leave her alone. He has no requirements for you - he would not call it a requirement, rather a wish: No matter how exaggerated it sounds, there are just no bushes. He will not be confused by a small amount of hair on your body, you do not have to be smooth as a baby's ass in all places of your body, but at least just show your attention to his preferences in this way. Although he's obviously definitely going to be happy to see you completely shaved.

I —— [intimacy]

He is as romantic and intimate as his salary can allow him. Dates in roadside cafes, flowers plucked from a flower bed, postcards with his own hands — this is about him. He's not a stingy guy, you just know, for a rookie cop to allow himself frequent gifts even for his beloved is too much, and he would like to show his feelings for you as much as possible. He will definitely take you for a ride in his patrol car, buy beer and French fries before inviting you to come to him, forcing you to wait a little because he forgot to clean up the apartment, similar to the explosion of the bachelor, but on special occasions he will come to your house with flowers from the store, a bottle of wine, in something similar to a suit, just so that you feel this special thrill when he takes you in his arms, slowly but sensually kissing your neck, leaving a wet trail with his warm lips, which will have time to turn into a small bruise by the time you find yourself in your bedroom.

J —— [jerk off]

Every time you're not around, but he thinks about you. It's something spontaneous and probably related to an overabundance of hormones in his body.: again, it is clearly not possible to masturbate in an orphanage, but in a police academy… Well, other guys, grueling workouts and dumb exams definitely don't excite him, so it's only after graduation that he has the opportunity to devote himself to it. He masturbates like a teenager in puberty when he's sitting at home, missing you because you couldn't go on a date together when he has a lunch break at the department, and you called to chat with him when he's showering and accidentally runs over his penis more times. This is probably due to the fact that he has not yet thrown out all the hormones accumulated from his puberty, with age it will pass.

K —— [kink]

Mommy is a kink. It happens to him suddenly, he doesn't even care if you're older or younger than him, when you climb on top of him, a voice in his head will start yelling, squeaking and whining, begging him to call you mommy. If at some point he gives in, then you will have access to his heightened sense of shame, because even his shoulders will turn red with embarrassment. If you want to take advantage of this weakness of his, then you will bring him to tears, his voice will be squeaky, high-frequency moans will burst out of his chest with each of your movements on his penis, he will beg you to stop, actually wishing that he would stay in his happy place under you until you get tired.

L —— [location]

Fuck, it's either your place or his, there's no exact location. It happened a couple of times in the backseat of his patrol car, but after the police captain scolded him for a long patrol (he obviously guessed everything, but did not say so as not to embarrass the boy, and Leon even realized it), he decided not to experiment anymore, at least not in this car. Secretly or not really dreaming that one day you will come to the department to see him, for example, during a break or at the end of his shift, and then it will turn into a hot pastime.... Although, just not under threat of dismissal.

M —— [motivation]

Well... maybe he could sometimes think that since you agreed to accept him for the first time, then... you must like him very much? He gets turned on by the idea that you don't care what he's bad at or at least not very good at, he likes to think that you think he's perfect, that your loving eyes are completely sincere, because he loves you hopelessly much, believe me.

N —— [no]

Anal sex. No, no and no, okay? Neither way. I already mentioned this in point D, so even if it's with you, he doesn't even want to think about it — or rather, he wants to, but only in theory, the slightest thought of practice or its implementation makes him wince. Because the ass is made to poop, not for someone to stick their genitals in there!

O —— [oral]

He loves it when you give him a blowjob, and it doesn't matter to him whether it's deep or not, although he really likes it when you don't take him completely or choke, this to a certain extent increases his self-esteem for the reason from point X. He has heard that sometimes what goes into your mouth can come out of your nose, and sometimes he thinks about whether he will be able to see his sperm dripping from your nose. Cunnilingus turns out to be a little awkward and clumsy, because he clearly cannot calculate the correct amount of pressure with his tongue, sucking or teeth, but he sincerely tries. If you sit on his face, he becomes even more sloppy and inattentive, but over time he can learn. Oh, and he also can't find a comfortable position for his head and arm when he tries to combine his mouth and fingers.

P —— [pace]

Loves fast sex, trying to push into you as deep as possible. The idea that he's trying to use you as a flashlight comes up to both of you sometimes, but he's not rude or disrespectful to you, so is that... okay? But sometimes he likes it when you do it slowly, for example, when it's too late and you both want to sleep and make love at the same time. Don't let him fall asleep in such a relaxing rhythm, I beg you!

Q —— [quickie]

He does not disdain this and is not shy about it. This happens either when you are in a hurry somewhere, or when the place is not quite suitable for this: a toilet, a car, a secluded dark alley (but only if he had previously conducted a patrol in the area and made sure that there were no drug addicts or other dangerous cattle). It happens the same way every time: he puts his head on your shoulder, whining softly in your ear about how he loves you and wants you, gently kissing your neck, tickling you with his breath until you agree. In fast sex, you rarely get to cum, so he selfishly leaves you unsatisfied. Collect the debt from him later. Sit on it.

R —— [risk]

He'll try it once and promise that he won't do it again, but he will. He is sometimes like a curious kitten, and of course he wants to do all the things that you do when you are consumed with love for each other, even outside your bedroom, but he tries it every time with such naivety and innocence, as if he did not even have an idea about future punishment for such a misdemeanor. A couple of times you were almost caught in the toilet, people already know that you were having fun in a patrol car, to your shame, but sometimes he still can't help himself and sins. But despite all his fantasies, he will never try to have sex with you in the department.

S —— [stamina]

He is young, well-trained physically, full of energy and hormones, of course, he can withstand for a long time, perhaps four hours almost without a break (he will slow down for a little rest, but not stop), if you want to arrange a marathon, after that his body will give up completely. But even if his hormones try to make him fuck until he has no strength left, sperm or his penis starts to burn, you usually don't do it for so long, and it's mostly because of you. The fact is that in the time for one of your orgasms, he can cum twice, and if he does not tune in to continue, he will be attacked by drowsiness, but in this state he is not sure that he will last twice more. He is almost sure that four is his voluntary limit in a free environment, and he does not want to leave you unsatisfied if you do not have a time limit — he loves you too much.

T —— [toys]

Leon probably has a mixed opinion about this. Yes, of course, he wants to try everything, especially with you, and in a fit of excitement he will most likely want to use everything that his hand or imagination can reach. But when he thinks about it with a sober head ... most likely, he will be more against than for. He wants to know that he was the one who gave you pleasure, he wants to know that you're enjoying sex with him, really enjoying it. He's still a pretty insecure teenager inside, so he needs that feeling from you.

U —— [unfair]

Well... he's trying. It turns out every other time. Sometimes it's too funny, sometimes it's too perverse, sometimes it's too serious. He can't find a balance and make sure that his teasers turn you on, but he tries, sincerely tries to achieve the appropriate effect. And even though he never succeeds, his attempts are still very cute. And after that, you can be the one to tease him. In any case, the end is always the same: you will have sex without holding back for too long.

V —— [volume]

Not very loud because he's holding back. In his awareness, when a man moans in sex, it is something like an indicator of his weakness and pity, he likes to listen to your moans more, he does not want to prevent himself from hearing them clearly. And he is also a little shy, considering the sound of his voice at such moments strange. Of course, if you are on top, he will let go of himself, completely giving you control, but in normal times you will not get anything but guttural growls, puffing and sweet things addressed to you.

W —— [wild card]

“Fuck... you're so high, aren't you...?”

He should have seen this coming when he let you stay the night at his place. He should have thought that you'd be too lazy to wear anything but a T-shirt and panties when you wake up, and that you'd decide to make you two a quick breakfast. And what could be faster than eggs and bacon? You two haven't even moved away from the frying pan where the food is still frying, you're too close in the hot surface, but he can't think while your pussy sucks him inside.

His right hand rests on the countertop in front of you, his left presses on your stomach, pressing you closer to him and holding you in place so that your hips do not twitch dangerously close to the pan. He puffs into your hair, tracing your earlobe with his tongue and gently biting your lobe, and can't help but grin softly as he mumbles:

“Damn, you're so hot.... Just don't burn our breakfast, okay?”He moans through clenched lips, burying his forehead in your shoulder, and then laughs softly, muttering. “And of course don't get burned.”

Even if you fail and burn your eggs, be sure you will definitely get a portion of protein for breakfast.

X —— [x-ray]

Well, his physical training guarantees him pretty strong muscles, prominent, but not too much like those ham-like bodybuilders. And if he has no complaints about his body (you obviously don't either), then he's a little demanding about his penis. He was in the communal showers many times after training at the academy and of course often participated in "competitions whose penis is longer/thicker/better" or at least watched them. He was definitely in the first half of the ranking, but such events add up to any guy's certain perception of his penis, and he is no exception. Big enough for you to like, but not big enough for him to feel super confident, probably around 16-17? Uncut, maybe a little bent.

Y —— [yearning]

Very, very, sooooo high, almost breaking the acceptable scale. Again, as I said, he has too many hormones accumulated since adolescence, which his body wants to release as soon as possible, but he will never cross the line. It's not in the nature of this sweet boy.

Z —— [zzz]

He's passing out. As fast as the situation and you can allow him. Especially if you had several rounds at a time. In some cases, if it's lazy sex in the late afternoon, he may accidentally doze off in the process.

yeah shit thats are my pure thoughts idk but I like that ( ・∇・)