doctor, doctor give me the news

a/n: im eating up

RE2:

this leon isn't that experienced. he probably had a gf and has had sex. but? he never knew sex could be that intense. he's sitting up against the bed, and you're riding him, your pussy sucking him in with squelching sounds. he's already came more than once, his dick aching and raw. you still grinded against his pelvis, moving your hips up and down no giving him any time to catch his breath.

"b-baby.. ple- AH!-" he whined "c-c'mon ba- babe! i can't do this anymore!" he panted, his own hips betraying him by bucking against you.

you were close, until you reached a pace, up-down up-down. he gasped and his hips moved against you "d-don't stop!" he drooled "s-so good, ba-abe"

he didn't want you to stop, everything about your pussy made him happy, giddy, he could only thought of you, his brain in a one track path, were you were everything he wanted.

RE4:

this leon? he's a bit more experienced, still a spring chicken, it was all work no play for him. a few rounds passed between you, he was behind you, pounding away, your chest was pushed down, your back arched. he'd already cum 3 times, but you were relentless, he stil pounded away, he was close, your cunt was perfect, moist, gummmy, welcome. like everything he missed in spain.

leon's voice cracked, he didn't think he could go anymore, he stopped to take a breather.

"ngh-" he panted, but you began fucking yourself back, his cock hitting the right spot, that made your walls tighten, trying to milk him for all he's worth. "o-oh.. calm.. calm down bab-by..." he huffed when your feet crossed over his ass, pushing him in.

he whined, actually a high pitched one, as if it was too much for him to even be inside you.

"e-easy... ah! s'too much!"

RE6 : in here? leon is grown. not fully, he still can learn new things. but something he always falls for?

when he laid back, hands on your hips and helped you bounce away.

leon had his back against the headboard, not fully naked, but his purple button up shirt was wrinkled and open, leaving his sweaty chest out for you to rake. his hands, calloused from handling guns and weapons, squeezed each time you fell down.

"Careful, baby..." he huffed, he still teased you, but he started to stutter, and his groans morphed into moans, and you just couldn't help yourself. so you began moving up and down faster, your pussy wanting to melt his cock with how warm it was. and just when you felt him swolle a bit, you stop, and just sit still, looking into his eyes.

"hah- oh shi- baby, please... dont tease me.." he panted, with each breath, looking into your eyes with his blues, you could feel his cheeks, he was burning up, his hands tried to make you move, he needed the movement.

"c'mon sweetheart, do you really- ngh- ah- move..'ove.." he slurred, trying to kiss you.

there was still rookie in him.

"please"

RE9:

as soon as he had signal he had texted you one thing

"coming home baby, don't make plans tomorrow"

you thought he was talking about a surprise date he had planned for you, or a whole day together. you were wrong. as soon as leon got home, he didn't take his dirty combat boots or take a shower. he kissed you, as if he had missed you for a thousand years, leon's lips deepened the kiss, the warm chapped lips he had opened and his tongue slithered into yours. then, his arms lifted you up mid kiss and carried you to the bedroom.

that's how you got here. your hips held down his hands, pushing you down and sitting on his face.

he moaned and groaned into your cunt, his nose pressing against your clit just right and pressing each time his mouth moved. you tried to move, worried about his breathing, but he growled and shoved you deeper into his face.

his wet tongue pushed in, while his lips made out with your cunt, kissing it like it was a long lost lover he would never see again. he pecked it one last time before focusing on your nub, sucking on it, nibbling it gently but desperate. you pulled on his hair, moaning that 's'too much' but he went harder, sucking, licking, nibbling.

it reached a point where you could help yourself and you came all over his face. he gave you a second to catch your air. then, he looked up to you-

leon's eyes were dilated, his chin and stubble fresh with slick, a smile on his lips, then he said.

"i missed'em..missed you..." he nuzzled into your thight "let me memorize the taste.."

he wasn't leaving until wrangling his taste of you.

Pairing: Leon Kennedy x Reader Rating: Explicit Summary: Your past sexual experiences have been unsavory, to say the least, and without anyone to change your mind, you have long decided that sex is terrible. That is, until you let your very convincing boyfriend try to change your mind. Word Count: 2.3k

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You remember the first time you thought about sex–like really, truly pondered the act. Twelve years old, bored to the marrow in your bones listening to Mrs. Wilson drone on and on about some cliff-notes interpretation of Hamlet’s soliloquy. 

As though the flesh constructed in the four corners of your mind was tangible, you could feel the phantom touch of a man on your skin. His lips on yours. His fingertips grazing your bare body from breast to core. Twelve years old and the floodgates broke open. It crept into your waking thought at least once a day, every day since then. 

You watched porn, read the naughty books tucked away in the outermost aisle of the grocery store. Spent hours in the mirror practicing a seductive mug you’d pull out when the time was right. Humped your pillow to perfect your rhythm. Made out with your fist. Deepthroated a banana. You studied it.

So of course sex had to be great. It just had to be. For you. 

Synopsis: Another bad night for your man, but you know how to comfort him!

Tags: RE6!Leon x F!Reader, established relationship, smut, unprotected sex (don't do this, take care 🙏🏻), creampie, riding, pathetic men, whiny and crybaby Leon, mentions of dependence and post-traumatic stress, some angst, comfort and more!

Note: Hi!! I finally had time to finish this request from a while ago. It just wouldn't leave my head 😩 we don't talk about RE6!Leon enough, and I really need it. Pleasee ignore any mistakes and enjoy!💕💕

When you met Leon, years ago, you knew you were dealing with someone complex. You could see it in his eyes, which always concealed the seemingly endless pain in his life. When things escalated and the relationship became official, you came to know his wounds more deeply. The nightmares in the middle of the night, the cold sweat that trickled down his forehead when he remembered too much, or how there were times when all he wanted was to be with you.

You were the only thing that kept him sane. The only thing that kept him grounded. He felt guilty for wanting to merge his body with yours, for clinging to you until his last days. Could you blame him? He loved you like he'd never loved anyone or anything. The way you always took care of him when he was too depressed to get out of bed, how you washed his hair so gently, and above all, how you let him sink into you until he couldn't think of anything bad.

Tonight was one of those nights where dark thoughts clouded his judgment, and he couldn't stop the tears fall down for his face. His arms were tightly around you, his face buried between your tits as if letting go would mean the end of his life. Small, husky moans danced against your skin, muffling the occasional sob from Leon.

"You okay, baby?" you asked, trying to keep your tone sweet despite his length being buried deep inside you. You could practically feel his cock brushing against that delicious spot inside you with every movement you made on top of him.

All you got was a small nod, or maybe he was just rubbing his face against your chest like a big, old dog looking for love. He was a mess of tears and saliva, letting out long sighs of pleasure as he felt you ride him up and down, soaking him from base to tip. You went all the way down, until his swollen balls bumped against your entrance, then back up again, leaving only the dripping tip of his cock inside.

Your fingers brushed against his sweat-damp hair, pulling him close to your chest as you rode him slowly. His trembling hands roamed your back adoringly, drawing you closer with the need for there to be not an inch of distance between you. Your lips sought his, pouring all your feelings onto his trembling lips. He looked so fragile, panting into your mouth, his brows furrowed with pleasure and the need to silence the voices in his head.

"I love you, don't leave me..." He whispered, breathless. "Please, I love you so much, baby." Repeating his words with painful sincerity, he held you tighter, letting you bounce faster on him. His brain was completely melting, and long-forgotten tears slid down his rosy cheeks. He knew it was pathetic, but he couldn't help begging for more, pleading for you shamelessly.

His moans grew louder, more shaky, as his cock trembled inside your wet walls, making a loud, obscene squelching sound that echoed throughout the room. You were no better, the friction of your throbbing clit against his pelvis, lightly covered by pubic hair that created a path to his member, was driving you absolutely wild. That, and his wet, desperate kisses on your neck, were bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

"Look at me, please..." he begged, pulling you out of your trance. He knew you were close by the way your hot walls gripped him and the way your breathing became more frantic. "I want to see you—" he murmured, his voice hoarse with adrenaline. You opened your eyes, finding yourself confronted by a sight: his wet eyelashes fluttered quickly, his unfocused eyes showing only pure longing, and his jaw slack with pleasure. He was close too, just wanting to feel you come around his eager cock.

His hands released your hips to cup your hot face, his sweaty forehead pressed against yours to maintain eye contact. He was too busy admiring your beauty and how you crumbled around him.

Your body couldn't take it anymore, coming around his cock completely, soaking you both. Your eyes rolled back for a few seconds, feeling your walls tighten around him with spasms of pleasure. The thrusts were now slightly more frantic, wetter, helping you ride the waves of orgasm.

Leon's hips trembled helplessly beneath you, pulling your face closer to try and kiss you one last time before he came. But all he could do was groan against your mouth, breathing heavily as thick strands of hot, thick semen exploded inside you, making him forget even his own name for a second.

You moaned shakily as you felt him tremble inside you, emptying himself completely into your rubbery, sensitive walls. Your hips rubbed lazily against his, both of you panting into each other's mouths, still dazed from having come so hard. His semen, mixed with your release, began to seep from your pussy, dripping down base until it dripped onto his balls.

You leaned against his chest, and he hugged you, burying his nose in your tangled hair. His heart still pounded, trying to gather his thoughts.

"Thanks for...all." he murmured, his voice filled with the relief of being here with you. In your arms, he wasn't a tool, not an agent, he was just a man determined to love.

You were the cause of his happiness, his little paradise on earth, and he had no problem admitting it.

omg, i loove pathetic men, yummy 😋 and im so sorry I haven't been able to update often, im in the final stretch of my finals!! So i hope everyone is doing well and taking care ❤️‍🩹

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leon is dating you and he doesn't know if he is impress or not when you treat him as the lady of the relationship. it's not like you do in instinct, you do it on purpose. you grab his hip and call him princess. "don't do it, honey." you teased as he walked. when you sit on the chair, you pat your legs so he'll sit on your lap (he doesn't).

the bedroom is quiet, aside from the heavy patter of rain against the window and leon’s ragged breathing. he was sitting on the edge of the bed, head buried in his hands, body curved forward under a weight that rivaled the sky on atlas’ shoulders. 

on the nightstand, a glass sat half-empty next to an amber bottle. he didn’t drink tonight, not yet at least. he could feel his bones itching for the glass. just one cup to ease his muscles, maybe another to ease his mind.

you stepped into the room softly, not wanting to startle him. you don’t say anything at first, simply sliding onto the mattress beside him, resting a warm hand against his back. he flinches slightly, a reflex he’s developed from…everything. but he relaxes the moment he recognizes your touch.

“leon,” you murmur, your voice a gentle anchor.

he lets out a rough, ragged sigh, dropping his hands. his eyes are bloodshot, shadows casting the skin beneath them. the handsome lines of his face were completely exhausted. “hey,” he rasps, his voice rough from disuse. “you shouldn’t be awake.”

“neither should you,” you said softly. your hand brought his face to yours, taking his eyes away from the bottle. he was weary, his eyes shutting in surrender since he didn’t have the energy to fight anything tonight. “my poor darling, you’re so tired. let me take care of you tonight, yeah?” 

leon’s throat croaked as he swallows hard. he’s so used to being the protector, the one people looked up to for help. to be the one vulnerable felt like an exposed wire. 

but the look in your eyes was so steady, so devoid of judgement. all he could see was your love and devotion…for him. he nods, a sign of defeat. “okay,” he whispers. “please.”

you smile softly, your hand pressing against his chest. “lay back, my love. all the way.”

he obeys without a word, shifting his heavy frame into the pillows. his face was pale, his limbs thinner than usual. but despite it all, he looks up at you with compliance.

you slowly slip off your shorts and panties before straddling his chest. the shift in dynamics is instant. leon sucked in a breath as he took in the sight of you above him.

“hands at your sides, leon. don’t move unless I say so.”

a faint breath hits yor skin, the closest thing to a relaxed sigh he’s given all week. “yes, ma’am,” he murmurs, his eyelids fluttering half-closed as he let his arms fall limp against the sheets.

slowly, you lower yourself, pressing your dripping cunt against his mouth.

leon lets out a muffled, needy moan against your core. he falls into it instinctively, his lips closing around the throbbing pearl while his tongue flicked at it. the weight of your body, your scent, and your control made him feel a different type of intoxication. 

he’s no longer thinking about the missions, about the bottles, about anything. he can only think about how you taste right now. 

your fingers brushed his hair out of his face, slowly grinding against his tongue. “you’re doing so good for me, baby,” you moaned. “so so good…”

leon’s eyes fluttered open to look up at you. the vibrant shade of blue was slowly returning, drowning out the dark gray that once consumed him. 

you moved up higher, grinding your clit against his nose. a sharp gasp jumped out of your lungs as leon followed along and began to lap at your hole. as more of your slick dripped out, he made sure to swallow every single drop.

“I’m getting close,” you breathed out, rutting against him even harder, your fingers gripping his hair to hold him tight against you. leon moaned beneath you, vibrating into your core, his cheeks flushing a soft pink.

your walls clenched around his tongue as your arousal pours out. a wave of ecstasy washed over you as leon drank it all gratefully.

you barely came down from your high before leon began licking again. he peered up at you, his eyes glinting with a hint of life. “one more?” he muffled.

“go ahead, my love,” you chuckled. 

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