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saw an re x the pitt au on twt and it changed my life bc dennis whitaker is insanely rookie leon coded
more leon mouth stuff... Ł©(ĖįĖ*)Ł
unethical sex experiments happening to me now Please
Your takes on re9 submissive leon? Would he be loud in bed? š¤
OOHHH DONT GET ME STARTED!!
one of my fav scenarios with him is like. he's older, libido calmed down, but randomly one date night you wear a shirt thats a little too tight and leon's suddenly popping a boner in the middle of the restaurant like hes 21 again. he has to pull the old coughing awkwardly as he tries to adjust his pants, hoping you don't notice him droolingstaring at your lips and tits instead of your eyes (you do). once the valet pulls your car around, leon's practically gripping the steering wheel as you rest your hand on his thigh, inching closer to his groin- teasing him the whole ride. once you get home he's practically pawing at you, begging for you to please just touch me, sweetheart, while you make fun of him for getting so riled up. he's being so needy, over just a little boob- where was this when he couldn't get it up last week? i lovee the idea of just palming him over his slacks while he eventually comes in his pants from your degradation, breathing heavy into your neck <3333
i def am also a big re9 leon erectile- dysfunction-haver. not all the time obv coz he's not THAT old yet but definitely after a night of too many whiskeys or even when he's so sexually frustrated, he just can't get it up.
I saw that you were asking for sub leon asks. I love all your re2 leon and sub leon shit, I eat it up everytime. Can you please write something with Leon as readers puppy? Like she has him on a leash or puts the puppy ear headband on him or something (like those mods) (if you're comfortable with it ofc)
YESS i love puppyboy leon and i've actually talked abt it some here! but this was so long ago i have sm more thoughts. also went a little overboard with thissss hehe not beta read btw
i rlly like the idea of kinda having to coerce/beg leon into being your 'puppy'. you bring it up to him nonchalantly during dinner one night, asking leon "would you mind wearing puppy ears?" and he practically chokes on his food, turning absolutely red. he's apprehensive to say the least, stuttering out a "um, baby... really?" wanting to see if you're being serious. and oh you are!
it takes him a couple more days of convincing to finally let you order the ears (and a collar). and when it finally arrives in the mail, you run into your shared living room, gleefully showing off your package telling leon to "guess what cameeee!!" and he's perking up, with a "wha- oh," until you pull it out, waving it around, but heat is rising to his face and getting all flushed as you pull out dog ears that perfectly match his hair color, a pink collar with Leon engraved into a heart pennant attached to it, with a matching leash. and of course you want to try it out immediately.

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rookie leon.....I love you.....
Shower after a hard shift⦠with a spicy throat drink
A SIMPLE DOODLE NEXT TIME I SWEAR because I have no timeeeešš
Drew him again award
yall im just now realizing leon and gojo are both treated like objects/tools by the systems around them and have no autonomy over their lives and as a result develop maladaptive coping mechanisms to deal with their respective traumas
i mean itās canon that leon is an imperfect victim he drinks and self sabotages is it too far a stretch to say he somehow sexualizes his trauma and develops a free use kink too
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eyes on me, mr kennedy.
(im probably not finishing this huzzah)
leon kennedy has erectile dysfunction and youāre not gonna convince me otherwise.
dare i say heās had it since re2 ā¦. how could he not? between all the alcohol, stress, trauma, ptsd, antidepressants, survivors guilt, and infections, he hasnāt been able to get it up for years.
itās gradual. between post-raccoon city and his new government agent job, there hasnāt been much time for anything other than work, really. intimacy, sex, those are things of the past. heās busy and stressed and miserable. it takes a long time and an all too embarrassing encounterāthe first of manyāfor leon to realize thereās a problem.
he had found himself one night in the middle of a drunken hookup with a random girl some the bar. the exact details are a blurāfrom her name to how they ended up back at his placeābut he could never forget how he lost his boner right before he put it in. he was confused. he had just been hard, they had just been making out, so what happened? why was he soft again and why couldnāt he get it back up?? he tried palming himself but after a few embarrassing minutes, nothing was working. he all too clearly remembers the shock, then the irritation written on her face when she realized she wasnāt going to get laid tonight. she left in a big hurry, getting dressed in a rush and calling a taxi before he could process what had happened.
leon chalks it up to nerves. whiskey dick. he hasnāt had sex in⦠well, ages. maybe it was that. and his drinking problem definitely wasnāt helping. he doesnāt think much of it until it happens againādifferent girl, different bar, same scenario. he was a little less intoxicated this time but somehow that doesnāt seem to matter. heās hard up until heās supposed to be, and then theyāre both awkwardly staring at his limp dick before getting dressed in the most deafening silence known to man.
what the fuck is wrong with him? now that he thinks about it, heās not even sure when the last time he orgasmed was. sometimes, in those late nights when he was drunk and bored and alone, heād drift a hand towards semi stiff cock, lazily pumping just to feel something before he passed out from exhaustion. or lost his boner. or both at the same time. he tries to rationalize his situation. he is, after all, in his forties. of course he canāt pop a boner or masturbate as much as in his early twenties. his body isnāt what it used to be. he used to wake up with morning wood damn near everyday and fuck his fist senseless trying to control himself. in the shower, in bed, on the couch⦠multiple times a day, sometimes even back to back, heād cum and be hard again minutes later, boner still raging like he hadnāt just milked himself dry. but now, nothing. he should still be able to do something at his age⦠right? how is he just now realizing how few and far between his boners are nowadays?
it sends him to a spiral. over the course of years, heās tried everything. eating better, managing his stress, seeing a doctor, hell, he even tried going sober for a bit. nothing worked. drugs helped for a little. cialis, tadalafil, you name it, heās tried it. they worked⦠until they didnāt. and then same thing would always happen: he would go up, up, up on the dosage until the side effects were too many and the results were too lacking. viagara helped the most but it took time to work. which was a hard workaround when youāre hooking up with strangers from the bar. even porn couldnāt touch him, his barely-there hard on lasting for a few before heād go flaccid yet again.
the overwhelming shame. that was probably the biggest culprit of it all. the anxiety, a vicious cycle that consumed his waking thoughts. it consumed him so greatly that he was no closer to a solution than he was before. insecure thoughts reared their ugly heads constantly, leaving him alone damage and isolated.
so here he was at the age of fifty. heās given up on it allāsex, relationships, hell, even masturbating. the sweet burn of whiskeyās bout the closest heāll ever feel to warmth ever again. years pass and leon might as well be a shy virgin again. thereās a lot of things that didnāt go as expected in leonās life, but this was probably the least of them all.
that is, until you come around.
he had stopped approaching people and turned down the occasional advance. but youāre different. youāre persistent. and how could he say no? youāre a pretty little thing, all soft smiles and doey eyes that he easily loses himself into and for the first time in ages thinks, screw it. his interest in you is enough to outweigh the anxiety of watching those all too familiar events unfold: the realization he canāt give you what you want, the disgust on your faceā¦. watching you leave like all the rest.
he couldnāt have been more wrong.
some nights, youāre sweet. you know the right things to say. you reassure him, take it slow, tell him that itās natural and okay. you never balk at his attempt to dissuade you, instead reaching a hand to the soft bulge in his briefs when he says, āit doesnāt always work⦠canāt get it up, sweetheart.ā you smile all pretty and kiss his jaw in the spot he likes, rubbing his flaccid cock over his underwear. āi know,ā you murmur onto his skin and leon melts. itās the first time heās felt wanted in god knows how long and fuck, it feels good. he feels safe, content because he knows youāre being honest. heās worried about that before: that youāre lying. maybe youāre cooing sweet nothings just to placate him, make him feel like a man again⦠but then youāre taking his soft cock into your mouth and looking up at him with eyes that are so wide and full of pure adoration that leon canāt help but silence any doubt in his mind that you like his erectile dysfunction. who else could possibly look this content, this turned on from sucking flaccid cock? you kitten lick his shaft, down to his balls, and leonās so fucking horny that he feels like heās going to explode. the sensation is muted. itās there but it feels dulled. almost like your mouth is far away, but heās so worked up from years of frustration and anxiety and nerves that he doesnāt care. hes still horny for godās sake, his libido is been perfectly intact this entire time. he feels hot all over and on edge⦠on the edge of what exactly heās not sure but his breathing goes all heavy as you take him into your mouth regardless and this time youre sucking and oh god leon doesnāt think he can take it. maybe itās all those pent-up feelings but leon actually cums for the first time in years, spurting slow, sticky ropes into your awaiting mouth, his moans turning into curses as you keep sucking him to overstimulation.
he likes those nights.
but other nights, youāre evil, leon thinks. downright crazy because he knows it turns you on. this source of massive embarrassment for him, you fucking like it, and he canāt help but like that you do. you must be the only person in the world with a kink for this shit, he swears, because it canāt be normal for someone to be this wet over an old man like him not being able to get his cock up. those are the nights that youāll fuck yourself open right in front of him with your fingers and thereās no hiding how completely youāre dripping for him. or more like what youāre doing to him: torturing. leaving him to do nothing but watch as you scissor yourself open, other hand on your clit. any attempt to replace your hands with his or his mouth have you batting him away and shaking your head. you had said no earlier too when he had suggested taking a viagara. he canāt do the things he wants to do to you, hell, he canāt even stroke himself because his cock just lies there heavy and limp against his thigh as you downright degrade him. āyouāve never done this for me. canāt even fuck me properly, i have to do it myself. itās honestly pathetic. even after all this you still canāt get it up, old man?ā youāre going faster now, wrist a blur and leon can tell youāre rubbing on that spot because your hips are starting to squirm. youāre a sight to behold. naked and spread apart before him, tits bouncing and eyes all fucked out and hazy, lips bitten and parted in that perfect āoā shape. heās so fucking horny, so pent up it physically pains him, he honestly thinks he might honestly explode because fuck, if he could get hard right how, if he could just pop a boner heād fuck you absolutely senseless, hard and rough, the way youāre doing now with your fingers, the way he knows you like it. heād kill to replace your hand with his cock and be the one to make you feel good. heād fuck all those dirty words out your mouth his cock, throatfuck you til you couldnāt say another degrading thing ever again. but he canāt. so he only watches, cock still sitting soft against his leg as you reach that peak, as your body goes rigid and every muscle in your leg seems to stiffen, eyes rolling back as you orgasm and leon is jealous watching you rub yourself through it because he can barely remember how that must feel, that same wave and crescendo of electrifying pleasure that he hasnāt felt in so so long.
heād be lying if he didnāt say he liked those nights more.