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So naturally, Johnny MacTavish has decided to complicate things.

He’s sprawled back with his legs spread wide and shameless, cock flushed dark and throbbing, the head swollen and slick where precum beads at his slit. A ragged line of salt trails from root to tip, messy, extra crystals glittering right where he’s wettest.

He looks down at you through lashes gone heavy, blue eyes already blown glassy an gives you a cheeky grin even. “C’mon then, bonnie. Lick it up for me, aye?”

You lean in slow. Press your tongue flat to the base of him and drag.

The salt hits first, sharp, mineral, dissolving against the warm musk of his skin, the faint bitterness of sweat caught in the crease of his thigh. Johnny makes a sound, hips hitching forward before he can stop them, and you feel the fat vein under your tongue pulse hard.

You take your time. Work your way up in one long, slick stripe, and when you reach the head you swirl around it, seal your lips over his slit, and suck.

Salt. Skin. The faintly sweet leak of him already spilling across your tongue. Johnny whines. High and thin and cracked right down the middle.

“Fuck- bonnie, that’s it, hen.” His voice is shaking apart, vowels going liquid with his slurred speech. “Yer tongue feels so fuckin’ good. Dinnae stop, please.”

He’s panting hard now, hips rolling in tight, shameless little thrusts into the space between your mouth and his cock, balls drawn up tight against his body, thighs trembling in long visible shivers.

You pull back. Just enough to reach for the shot glass.

Johnny’s eyes go wide. He watches you tip it- watches the tequila hit his cock in a cold, gleaming pour that spills over the swollen head and runs down in thin rivulets, dripping all the way to his balls, turning everything wet and shining and obscene.

“Oh Christ- s’cold, fuck-”

You don’t let him finish. You wrap your lips around the head and suck hard, hollowing your cheeks, and the sharp burn of tequila floods your mouth, cuts right through the salt and the taste of him underneath.

Johnny throws his head back. The moan that tears out of him cracks halfway into a whimper, hips bucking forward uncontrollably, and you swallow around him and feel his whole body shudder. Moaning open mouthed and shameless, one hand fisted in your hair with fingers that tremble, thighs shaking so hard the muscles jump visibly under his skin. He fucks into your mouth in shallow, desperate little thrusts, needy thing.

Unwritten Desires

Retired re!9 husband Leon s. Kennedy x wife fem!reader

Content: MDNI smut, breeding kink, nipple play, cunnilingus, retired re!9 Leon, fem reader, fingering, overstimulation, manhandling, p in v, dirty talk, unprotected sex (please practice protection wrap the willy), teasing, fingering, biting, CONSENT IS SEXY, slight mention of mirror sex

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Summary: your husband finds what you've been blogging all along and decided to make your realities come true ❤︎

WC: 2.4k

Sounds of typing echoed through the warm hues of the bedroom shared with Leon. The door softly creaked with steam rushing into the bedroom as Leon came out, droplets of water still in his hair. Leon Kennedy's eyes land on you, who is sitting down already dressed in your pajamas with a concentrated stare on your laptop– its light illuminating across your face, focusing on the softness of your features.

Leon’s qualification as a former government agent was proven as he quietly made his way to your shoulder to peek at what you could be typing with such focus in your eyes, biting your lips, and rubbing your thighs against each other. He sucked in his breath as he read the screen: “She cried from the overstimulation of his fingers…”. He knew his wife held secrets but he never assumed it would be this kinky.

“You know for better accuracy you could’ve just asked me” as you heard Leon’s smug voice echo throughout the room. Pulled back into the real world, feeling a strong but warm presence  reading what you were typing all along. 

You felt heat rush up into your face as your brain failed to catch up with the situation you were put into. You couldn’t lie to him and your mouth remained agape. Leon closed your laptop and set it aside on the nightstand as you still processed what just happened. He swiftly turned his attention back to you, grabbing you by the waist and lifting you, and throwing you across his shoulder like you were a sack of potatoes, gently laying you onto the pillow. 

“This okay?” he asked as he played with your hair. You nodded obediently while he put his thumb on your lips forcing you to part your mouth a bit. “I asked for a yes or no response princess,” he said with a bit more firmness and a smirk plastered onto his face. 

“Yes…” you replied shyly, averting your gaze.

“Good girl,” he praised into your ear with a voice smooth like silk. “Do you think you can tell me how she was being fucked or…?” he whispered with a huskiness in your ear, painfully stretched out the or in his sentence. He kissed your lips with such deep obsession, his tongue longing for the taste of you before going down onto your neck sucking on it lightly, earning a soft moan from your lips. “I’m waiting for a response, baby,” he said impatiently…almost a demand.

Your face was still heated by the reminder that you got caught, and shyly told him “he stripped her clothes off of her and kissed all over her body…” 

“Mhm” as he stripped your pajamas off of you leaving only your panties on. He slowly kissed the entire shape of your collarbone and made his way to your breasts lightly, cupping the left tit and massassing them while sucking hungrily at the right one. Removing his mouth from your breast, he looked at you with dazed glassy eyes asking, “What else baby?” encouraging you to tell him more. 

Already sensitive to his touches you whimpered and tried to think back on what you were writing previously. He teasingly took a nipple into his mouth and gently bit on it. “It…it was uhm…fuck. He played with her tits and pinched them” as you were squirming around from the stimulation of the heat from his tongue and the playful sharpness of his front teeth.

“Like this?” he teased you as he pinched your nipple. Nodding as you tugged on his hair lightly to push him closer to your chest. He took this as an encouragement to suck on your nipple more. He switched between sucking and pinching on each of your tits. 

Leon made his way to kiss all over your stomach and hips. “You know if you told me sooner I could’ve given you inspiration for your little writing blogs…” as he said between kisses. Kissing your  hip bones he made his way lower to your lace panty lining.

Noticing the dark patch on your panties Leon used two of his fingers to play with your clit through your panties. “This wet already princess? What else did you type using that smart brain of yours?” 

Moaning from the stimulation you tried to concentrate. “Fuck…he slid her underwear to the side…mmph…and he used his tongue!” you said as your free hand grasped desperatley at the bedsheets as your trembling voice could find no remorse in his fingers–you were already wet and he hasnt even fucked you yet.

Leon slid your panties to the side, using his two rough fingers to play with your folds and felt how wet your pussy already was. Using his broad biceps he spread your thighs further apart as he licked the folds of your cunt, adding repetitive pressure with his tongue and making his way to your clit and sucking on it making sure his teeth stayed hidden. You could see each vein and his broad back as his tongue began to leave long stripes all over your pussy leaving no area untouched. Whimpering and moaning you started to try and wiggle out of his grip. 

“Did any part of that little writing tell you that she could run away from me?” He grunted as he tightened his grip on your thighs. You were sure you were going to wake up with bruises on your thighs from how firm he was holding you. 

“No…” you whined as he forced you to stay still. 

“Good girl” as he brought himself closer. Leon wanted to remain in between your thighs forever, suffocating himself with the scent and the taste of your pussy. You could feel the sensitivity as he sucked on those bundle of nerves. Leon brought two of his fingers and entered you. You could feel the stretch of the thickness of his fingers as he was bringing a climax out of you. 

The pressure in your stomach was about to snap and you tried to close your legs to escape the pleasure but it only egged Leon to spread your thighs further apart. “This is mine. You wanted to write your little fantasy and I’m making it come true” he said huskily as he explored more of your insides with his fingers.

You came with a cry as he quickened his pace clenching around his fingers. Leon took his fingers out and sucked on it savoring the flavor. “Hold on honey, let me clean up your mess”, he murmured as he licked your pussy clean.

You whimpered from the overstimulation of his tongue as you were still recovering from the afterwaves of the recent orgasm. 

Leon held your face forcing your mouth to open and he messily kissed you, this time with feverish hunger. Upon the intrusion of his tongue you could taste yourself, making you go dizzy at that observation. Desperate whimpers and whines kept escaping your mouth, echoing throughout  the room as the two of you continued to make out.

Leon parted from the kiss and held you by the waist. He lifted you up and sat you on top of his pelvic area. Your pussy grazed near his hardened member and Leon pumped his dick a few times. “You ready?” he asked.

Nodding, you lifted your hips and felt the intrusion of his cock entering your pussy. The stretch was pleasurable and despite you two having sex multiple times the stretch was always still there. He groaned at the feeling of your pussy’s warmth enclosing his dick. It felt so tight around him and he could never forget the feeling. He put his head on your shoulder to prevent himself from cumming too soon. 

You sank a few more inches on his dick adjusting to the feeling. Rocking your hips to get adjusted to the feeling he moaned from the simulation. He could feel the wetness from your pussy leaking on his cock and he took that as a sign to thrust his entire dick inside of you. 

You let out a silent scream at the sudden fullness of his dick. “Fuck!” you yelped as his hands caressed all over your body, feeling your tits and your hips. Gripping your hips he started to thrust into you roughly and you bounced back matching his thrusts too. 

The way his dick was that one spot turned your brain into fuzziness and it became extremely pleasurable. You were a whimpering mess as he kept hitting that one spot. “Mmmph…fuck its too much!” you whined in between words. 

“Your dirty little mind writing these stories…How many have you written with that nasty brain of yours?” He whispered in your ear as he kept fucking up into you. He gripped your hips harder and you were sure there were going to be bruises left on your hips the next morning. 

You felt the pleasure building up in your stomach and Leon could feel it too the way you became more sensitive to his thrusts. “Leon..! Wait I’m about to…” you whined and it only encouraged Leon to keep fucking up into you. Messed up by his cock, you make eye contact with yourself at the body mirror across from the bed.

 “Do you like how you look, baby?” Leon said smugly in your ear with a deep and husky voice. Your lips swollen and bitten, your hair sticking to your sweaty face, and most of all your face that's been messed up with bliss–the sight only brought you closer to your next climax. Speeding up his pace, Leon bit down on your neck as he let out a guttural moan, releasing his seed all in your womb. You came with a cry as you swore you saw stars.

Sighing, you relaxed your body against his, while his erection remained inside you–chests rising and falling into a rhythm with each other. You slightly shifted your body to take a glance at Leon. He looked absolutely delicious the way his hair stuck to his forehead, the way he was out of breath, and the way he stared at you with those playful glazed eyes. You let out a tired airy giggle as he held out his hand caressing the side of your face and wiping the sweat of your forehead with his equally sweaty hand. 

“Another round?” he asked with no shame. You eagerly nodded with excitement expressed in your face. “How bad?” Leon asked with a smirk, removing you from his cock as you tried to stop him. 

“Please…” you begged, caressing his face as you made eye contact with him. You touched his chest with your nails gently grazing him. He turned your body around to face him. You leaned forward whispering “I’m so hungry” in his ear as you desperately kissed his neck and ear. Begging him with your body and in a hungry attempt you ended up biting down on his ear, earning a flinch and a moan from him.  

Snaked your arm around his neck, you tried fucking yourself back onto his erect dick. Chuckling, Leon complied by kissing all over your neck making his way down your collarbone, leaving marks all over.

 “You must want it real bad huh…” he murmured against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. 

“Mhm…so bad” you begged and whined trying to get yourself back on the erection once more.

“That’s my wife.” he said, grabbing your hips and thrusting you hard onto his cock. You moaned at the suddenness of his cock entering inside. Leon held your hips as he fucked up into you chasing that same high you both felt before. Messy rhythms becoming one, you kiss his lips sloppily as he melts into your kiss. Tongues crashing against one another, saliva running loose, and silent moans filled the room. Parting your lips from his, you hear him let out a whiny groan as you make your way down his neck leaving sloppy hickeys with saliva trails. In an act of defiance, you bite his shoulder causing it to leave a red bite mark, you look up and helplessly gaze into his teary eyes. 

In response to that, Leon groaned and pulled you by the hair “Are you being naughty?” he asked huskily, his warm breath could be felt against hers.

“No…” you replied with a hint of mischievousness in your eyes. 

“Really?” He questioned as he roughly thrusted up into you. You gasped at how sudden he fucked up into you. “Seemed like it” he whispered into your ear in between thrusts. You rested on his shoulder, exhausted from the pounding, and in a daze began to suck on the bite mark, wrapping your arms around his neck. 

 Already overstimulated from the previous orgasm and how hard he was thrusting inside of you, you felt yourself come in and out of consciousness as your body began to tire. You could feel more of his seed leaking out of your pussy the harder he pounded into you. His thrusts started to become more quick and desperate searching for that high. And for the second time during that night you came again. He soon followed after with a grunt and released his cum inside of you. You hissed from the sensitivity as Leon lifted you up, removing himself from you as you felt his cum leak outside of your thighs. 

Laying back on the crevice of his shoulder you both took a few moments relishing in the afterglow of the sex of each other. You rest your head on his shoulder for a little moment and then look up into his eyes. The two of you making eye contact appreciating each others’ presence. Leon gently tucked a stray hair behind your ear and used his fingers to comb through your hair. You gently smiled at the gesture and sighed contently.

Releasing all pent up energy, you put your body weight against him and slowly begin to drift away until you feel his arms picking you up and gently placing you on the bed. Leon went to the bathroom and you could hear the sound of water running. As you relished in the aftersex haze Leon came out with a warm wet towel. “Hey honey, I have to clean you okay?” he said in a soft tone. You nodded, giving him the go ahead. He gently cleaned up in between your thighs as you sighed softly. 

“Thank you, baby” you said, appreciating the gentleness Leon would always show you after sex. 

“Of course” he replied, giving you a gentle kiss on the side of your head. Giggling at the gesture you smiled in appreciation. Moments like these reminded you of why you fell in love with him.

Plugging in your laptop, Leon turned off the soft citrus light and pulled you into his arms, spooning you as he pulled the thick comforting blanket both–The two of you into a peaceful slumber.

You called him instead of your dad, your voice small and slurred over the phone “Uncle Nik… I don’t feel good… please come get me?”

He could hear the thump of distant bass and laughter in the background, a party where you’d clearly had too much to drink and the room had started spinning.

He came. Of course he did. Nikolai would always do anything for you.

Now you’re straddling his thick thighs on the worn couch, your skirt bunched up around your waist, soaked panties shoved roughly aside. Your hands tremble as you fumble with his belt, clumsy from the vodka, whimpering every time the leather refuses to cooperate.

Nikolai watches you with dark, hooded eyes. One broad palm rests steady and warm against the small of your back; the other cradles your flushed cheek as you pant open mouthed against his lips.

“Easy, malyshka,” he rumbles, his accent thick and low, curling straight into your belly. “Look at you… dripping over me like needy little thing.”

A broken whine tears from your throat. You grind down harder, your slick cunt sliding shamelessly over the heavy bulge still trapped in his jeans. The denim is soaked through now, dark with your arousal.

Heat floods your face, but you can’t stop. Your hips roll on their own, chasing friction, your clit catching just right and dragging a sob from your lips.

“Uncle Nik… please,” you gasp, voice cracking. “Need you. Feels so empty… it aches.”

His lips twitch into a slow smile. He lets you suffer for another heartbeat, lets you rut against him like a desperate puppy, before his hand finally moves. He frees himself with a low hiss- thick, heavy, veins pulsing, the broad head already glistening with precum.

Your eyes widen, a fresh gush of wetness slipping out of you at the sight.

“Uncle Nik… you’re so big,” you breathe, suddenly nervous even through the haze of alcohol.

“Shh. Breathe for me,” he murmurs. One strong hand grips your hip, guiding you up just enough. The other lines the fat head of his cock against your entrance.

You feel it- hot, blunt, far too thick- pressing insistently against your tight little hole.

He doesn’t thrust in right away. He teases. Circles the tip slowly, coating himself in your slick, nudging just the head inside before pulling back, over and over, until your thighs shake, tears prick at your eyes, and you’re sniffling.

“Please- Uncle Nik, I can’t- please just-”

Nikolai’s grip tightens. He pushes in, stretching you open inch by burning inch. Your mouth falls open in a silent cry as your cunt struggles to take him. Virgin. He can feel it, the resistance, the way you flutter and whimper, tensing right before the thick head of his cock punches through.

You bury your face in his neck when he finally sinks deeper, deeper, until he bottoms out, hips flush against yours.

A low groan rumbles from his chest as he feels your cunt clench greedily around him, already trying to milk him. “That is… good girl. Taking Uncle Nik so well.”

You’re panting, trembling, every nerve alight as he holds you there, letting you feel every linch splitting you open.

Then he starts to move, shallow, grinding thrusts at first that drag inside you and make stars burst behind your eyelids.

Your moans turn filthy and broken, your hips jerking helplessly as pleasure coils tighter and tighter in your belly.

Nikolai watches your face the entire time, dark eyes burning.

He had taken John Price’s virginity decades ago in some cold, forgotten safehouse.

Now he was buried deep inside his daughter, claiming her virginity too.

satoru's been at this for at least half an hour by now.

hand gliding up and down his cock, thumb pressing hard against the bulging vein. he imagines it’s your soft, pliant hands instead of his own that are coaxing him towards an orgasm. his mind is hazy, the vision of you blurry as his hips buck lazily into his grasp. the movement of his wrists speed up when he feels himself teetering on the edge, only for him to be pulled back onto solid ground immediately.

he's been at this for at least half an hour and yet, he still can't reach the sweet, sweet relief he was aching for. you're to blame, he thinks. the tight squeeze of your pussy around his cock, enveloping him in a special kind of warmth, has ruined everything else for him. especially the now-slick palms of his own.

even the polaroid he keeps in his wallet isn't enough. not even his favourite — the one where you're on your knees in front of him, mouth stretched around his cock. your eyes are locked onto the camera in his hands, and the faux eye contact makes him stifle a groan. but he still needs more.

he dials your number.

you pick up at the second ring.

"hey, babe, what's up?" your voice is amplified by satoru's phone, pressed up against his ear. he feels his balls tighten.

“please…,” he whimpers through gritted teeth. it’s followed by shallow breaths. then the wet shlicks of his precum being smeared all over his length. it glistens with obscenity, and the shame of getting off to the mere sound of his name uttered in your voice.

“satoru? are you okay? you sound…out of breath.”

though your words were innocent, to him, your voice was no different from porn.

“haah, yes, i-i’m, fffuck, i’m fine—please, say my name again,” his voice cracks, and so does his poorly-maintained facade of composure.

“what—satoru, what’s going on?” your lack of awareness of his dirty actions made him grow heavier in his palms. the strands of his hair were slick with sweat, sticking onto his forehead, head tilted back against the headrest.

“shit, again,” he gasps out, deft fingers tugging at his cock. how you haven't caught on, he's not sure. or maybe you have, and you're just playing dumb. whatever it is, every word makes his breath quicken, his face feel hotter, and his legs tremble more.

“is this a prank?”

“no! please, just keep going. talk to me, anything you want. tell me about your day? pretend as if it’s a—hngh—a life or death situation.” it might as well have been the way he was desperately clawing at any shreds of you.

“umm, okay…? well, i was at the grocery store just now, and there was this lady who was a complete bitch. she cut the queue, and y’know what she said to me? she said she didn’t see me! i mean, hellooo?? she could’ve just—”

“fuck!” a loud groan interrupts your little rant.

spurts of cum spill onto satoru’s hand and lap, all of which, of course, you do not see. his chest heaves with relief, head tipped against the headboard. he lays still for a moment, nothing but shaky breaths leaving his lips. the other end of the line is silent too.

for a moment, he thinks you hung up. left him to ride out the aftershocks of his long-awaited orgasm, fingers still twitching against his cock from the muscle memory.

his dick is heavy in his hand, flushed and leaking, the head slick as he runs it slowly through the slippery mess between your thighs. your folds are swollen, twitching with every brush of his tip.

his voice is rough when he whispers, “gonna ease it in, baby… s’gonna feel big. you tell me if it’s too much, alright?”

but you’re already nodding, legs spread wide, cunt stretched open and aching for him. the first inch pushes past your entrance and your body clenches around him immediately, sucking him in with a wet, squelching noise that makes his whole body jolt.

“oh—oh, sweetheart…”

his dick is so fat it forces your walls to stretch around him, snug and slippery and tight, and he’s biting his lip hard to keep himself from rutting deeper too fast. the air’s full of heat and moans, your gasps high and breathy while his are low, cracked, almost desperate.

he’s panting into your neck, trembling from restraint as he feeds you more. your pussy gives a sticky noise each time his hips nudge forward, and you can feel the drag of every vein along your inner walls, your muscles fluttering like you’re trying to spit him out but pull him deeper at the same time.

by the time he’s halfway in, your nails are digging into his back and your thighs are starting to shake. there’s a thick pressure deep in your belly, like your body’s being filled too full, and when you glance down, you can see the faint outline of him under your skin, stretching you out from the inside.

“just a lil’ more,” he groans, voice cracked. “you’re taking it—so good, baby, so soft down there, you’re squeezing me real tight…”

you whimper as he finally bottoms out, dick buried to the base, the thick root of it pressed firm against your overstretched entrance. he doesn’t move, breathing hard against your cheek, both of you dizzy from how deep he is.

your cunt pulses around him, dripping mess down onto the hairy base of his cock.

his hand finds your lower belly, palm spreading over that swollen spot where his dick bulges inside you.

“look at that,” he murmurs, in awe. “my sweet girl’s stuffed so full.”

he doesn’t even need to move. just the feeling of being buried inside you for the first time, the sight of your pussy stretched wide around him, your gasping mouth, your fluttering lashes, your slick dripping onto his thighs—it’s all too much.

he grinds in once—just to feel the way you tremble—and you both moan at the same time, breath tangled, filthy and flushed and soaking the bed.

and when he finally pulls back to push in again slow and deep, your whole body arches.

“there you go,” he groans, voice ruined. “that’s it, baby. open up f’me.”

You're in the middle of enjoying the feeling of ghost snug inside you, the thick underside of his cock twitching every so often in his sleep. He loves to have you cockwarm him, something about feeling close to someone else helping with the nightmares.

You're nearly drifting off too when you feel it, a small nudge against your hole. It takes you a moment to realize what it is, assuming ghost is just adjusting himself when a sudden pressure pushes, stretching you.

In an instant, you're wide awake and reaching for your phone, trying to pull up the app and figure out what the fuck is going on. Only for what is now clearing the head of a dick to pop in, stretching your hole far beyond its used to.

"Fuck! Mmhh–!" You mewl, thighs clenching. You have to try three times before you manage to unlock your phone, the cock having coaxed itself halfway in by now. A quick glance at the hub and you're dialing soap.

"Johnny–! Wh‐what the hell are you doing?!" You hiss, whole body shuddering as the cock begins to thrust slowly, nudging ghost around inside you too.

"What? Line was open, can't a guy please himself?" Soap pants into the phone shamelessly. Embarrassingly, you can hear the slick sounds of yourself over the speaker "ghost always hogs you at night."

"Ghost is still in me!!" You gasp at the sudden, sharp thrust that earns you, soap moaning at the realization. Almost intentionally, soap starts thrusting harder, rutting against ghosts cock and using it to rub into your sweet spot.

You can only gasp and whine, stretched beyond you're used to and already overstimulated. Soaps moans continue to spill from the phone beside you, muttering "christ– can't wait to tell kyle about this, aye? Wonder how much ye can take–"

When he finally, finally cums, it's right alongside ghost. So much cum fills you you swear it leaks out a puddle below you, despite knowing it will go to the portals. You wait, but...soap doesn't pull out.

It's only when you hear snoring that you realize he intends to sleep with you stretched on two of the biggest cocks on the team.

I think it's finally time to document a list of games I love📯💗 Still… I didn't expect it to take so much time. I ended up discarding several layouts along the way✍️

With a bit of personal bias, I also want to recommend these games to you.　I'm deeply grateful that these games exist — they accompanied me, supported me, and helped me through a very long period of my life💪💪

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