#CASTLEVIXXXEN – vixxxen. 26. she/her. black. ‘no one knew the lady of the house was a vampire. apparently her bride helped conceal her identity until she stopped showing her face. people say she still resides there with lady ashcroft. maybe she’s off with one of her other lovers, apparently she had three others; redfield, valentine and kennedy.’ alternative ⭒ bi-sexual ⭒ victoria’s secret ⭒ manifestation ⭒ resident evil ⭒ living vampire m.list theresidentsrevil

i’m—

i’m sorry but i just smoked and im feeling like

i’m black, can say this, and wanna have some fun. but leon (re4r specifically) is very white chocolate to me like??? and that’s very far from my type. maybe im just in my room too much, lmk. think channing tatum in step up or 21 jump street. or paul walker. appearance wise when he’s not fighting for his life. generally i think he’s a rather alternative man but that’s another convo for another day. like— every time i write him i really try to keep him as canon as possible but 😭 i just see him as this super lax, nonchalant man who doesn’t have to try before you’re OVERLY going. he’s very smooth even when he’s not trying to be, light joker, attractive (on purpose), he uses those blue eyes for ANYTHING with you. he loves every moment of it.

dry bastard needs to be on a poster istg. he’s like in nothing but sweats, sneakers, skull caps, wife beaters and football jerseys. it’s rare, but he sometimes lets his facial hair grow, only getting it lined up instead of being bare faced. i think there’d be an urban edge to his style for sure. maybe i’m making him too cool. i totally am. voice breathy and already tired as he says the slickest things to you, chuckling like he’s got you wrapped around his finger. he got me 👋🏾👋🏾👋🏾

though he’s rather flat as a man, you’re his world. whether he says it or not, when he’s done on his missions and slinging guns at the range for practice, you’re the only person he wants. every time you open up that car door, he’s got something for you. flowers, food, even notes— for the things his mind won’t let his heart say. speaking of, he’s quiet as fuck with you. which is crazy because he’s a chatterbox at work. he’s more interested in you, kissing you as you rant about your day, massaging your shoulders in the morning, buying you lunch when you tell him that you’ve missed breakfast. and on the off chance you get an attitude with him, he feeds into it, cooing with faux sympathy, apologizing before pulling you into a bear hug until you forgive him. i bet he would smell SO good too— ugh.

│ POST WORKOUT. ༝ LEON KENNEDY

leon kennedy x reader, re4r!leon, smut, masturbation

leon’s all pent up from the gym and be wants you to see how he relieves his stress

leon doesn’t know where he got the balls to command you to your knees, meaty fingers pulling at the band of his sweats. his feet are shoulder width apart, hips angled to your face with dangerous blue eyes studying your eager gaze. his breath is heavy like he’s possessed with lust, though he can’t deny he’s also trying to conceal that he also needs to control his nerves. you dropped to your knees so fast, he didn’t think it’d be this easy.

he’s quiet when pulling out his cock, weighted and stiffening with every fondle of it. there’s a quake in his breath as he uses his other hand to pull his sweats a bit more below his hip. his body tingles from your pout, naturally stepping closer to you. you don’t miss the grip he has on himself before pulling a slow stroke.

as if it’s instinct, your hands rest on his thighs, gently massaging them. it’s a sight to see from down here. the glisten of his tanned skin, pink cheeks, his beanie protecting his face from his hair while he was at the gym, the rise and fall of his bare chest and taut nipples— drunk off of you.

“open your mouth,” leon instructs dryly before tucking his bottom lip between his teeth. he sighs from your obedience, rolling his eyes. he’s so in love with you. it’s only when he sees your lips try to purse around the blushing tip does he speak up. “you’re gonna catch it.” you know what that means: be obedient and keep your hands off of his work.

the look in your eye is studied by leon as you share a gaze. all the while leon slowly pumps the head of his cock. you definitely weren’t expecting not being able to suck him off— especially since he’s not the punishment type. but you dive deeper in his expression; it’s not an order, it’s an experiment. the smile he feeds you prompts you to do the same, becoming an active participant.