night time adventures 💋 l.kennedy
𖦹˙— summary: (re9) leon s kennedy and his stupid ass porsche….
°. 🐚 ⋆ 𐔌 word count: ꒱ ~2.1k
⋆. 𐙚 ̊ warnings: sort of bad and rushed writing | first time actually writing m receiving… don’t kill me if it’s bad | more leon centric..
‧˚꒰🐾 18+ MDNI ˚. ᵎᵎ oral (blowjob), light praise, very vague hair pulling
₊ ⊹ pairings: leon s. kennedy + (fem) reader
honestly, leon adored his car. it was nice, expensive if not anything. his porsche was so dear to him. it was pretty spacious inside. he had enough space to do as he needed and that’s all he cared about right now.
speaking of the space, he hummed as his fingers ran through your hair. he was currently pulled over to the shoulder on some freeway road, car put in park and the key in the ignition turned so the car was off. it was pretty dark out. granted, it was around midnight and the stars sprinkled in the sky alongside the quarter filled moon was the only true light coming in.
you had been all up on him the whole ride back. he had gotten home from a rather draining day and had figured a drive in the middle of the night would be enough to calm him down. and, of course, he dragged you along with him. he needed someone with him..
he preferred having someone with him. it calmed him down a bit more — especially because it dragged him out of his messy headspace. it was even nicer when it was his partner. you were always a relaxing presence for him.
going back to you; you had been all up on him since the start of the drive. it started relatively fine with just a few lingering touches on his bicep… and then light pokes at his hand… and then you were lightly grabbing at his thigh.
it really was not his fault.
or at least that’s what he told himself as he had made sure no one else was around on the road before pulling over.
you had clearly been waiting since he got in the car. he was just in the white button up he normally wore under his suit and his slacks still. he was in more comfortable shoes now, a few buttons of his shirt undone. he originally had been going to change before deciding he needed to drive.
once the car was completely in park, you were undoing your seatbelt and leaning over the center console.
leon let out a soft hum, eyes fluttering close as he felt you press kisses to the side of his face you had access to.
“you couldn’t wait until we got back home?” he mused as he reached a hand around to pat your hip.
“…no,” you mumble back, your own cheek pressing against his and feeling the stubble rub against your skin.
leon just sighed, eyes closing. he’d seem like he’s annoyed with it, but he genuinely didn’t mind it at all. it was relaxing if anything.
your hands on him was something he always enjoyed. especially when they seemed a bit desperate. he could only laugh softly as you tried unbuttoning his shirt more.
leon caught your hands in his, lightly guiding them away from his chest. he ignored the small whine he received from you.
“i know, i know, i’m sorry… i need to keep my clothes on at least, we aren’t home, sweet girl,” he cooed at you as he brought one of your wrist up to his mouth to press delicate kisses to your wrist and palm.
that brought a laugh out of you, mainly due to the light scratch of his salt and pepper stubble against your skin.
you pulled a bit away to sit back in your seat for a few silent seconds. a heavy sigh came from you before blinking up in faux innocence at leon.
“what if i want to do something that you can keep your clothes on?” you said as you let your hands slowly inch forward to rest on top of his thighs.
leon raised his eyebrows, head tilting to the left a tiny bit as he watched you. he sighed heavily, dramatically.
“if i say yes, will i regret it?” he questioned as he turned to face you in his seat. he glanced over at the keys hanging out of the ignition, plush strawberry keychain and a picture of them were hanging off the key ring.
leon eventually shifted his gaze back to you, a smile faint on his lips as you quickly shook your head. he was so weak for you, it was pretty amusing. you could make him fold pretty quickly with just about a look.
“…okay, baby,” he relented as he reached over to pat your cheek. what was he but a weak man at the end of the day.
you shifted a bit in your spot, hands moving up from his thigh and to the button of his slacks.
there was a few seconds of silence passed before you blinked up at him, a silent question passing between.
leon only nodded in response.
“go for it,” he said, a hand reaching out to run through your hair.
sure, leon could have just given a nod of approval or made a noise… but the verbal consent was always the best to get out.
you only hummed in return as a form of response, popping the button out of its place in his slacks and tugging the zipper down. leon lifted his hips a bit so that you could pull his pants and boxers down to his thighs. he couldn’t help a small laugh from the awkward position. maybe it was just him getting old and could feel the faint aches deep in his thighs or maybe it was just because there was less space than when they usually did this… either way, he couldn’t find it in himself to suppress the light bit of laughter that came from him.
it made his chest swell up with a warm, fluttery feeling as you looked up at him with a small pout.
“…m’not laughing at you, don’t give me that look,” he spoke as he patted the top of your head.
“quit it then,” you shot back, hand idly wrapping around the base of his cock amidst your shortly lived bickering.
leon let out a breath; some mix of a soft sigh and content exhale. he always loved the feeling of yours all over him. it was a brief moment of peace.
moving one hand over to rest on top of your head, he just watched you with a soft smile gracing his lips. you were looking up at him still, blinking slowly with faux innocent eyes. he couldn’t even stop the weak sounding noise escaping from him when you wrapped your lips around him.
you swirl your tongue around the tip of his cock, appreciating the way it pokes against the inside of your cheek. the taste of him slowly fills your mouth as you take more of his cock in.
after a few seconds, you pull off of his cock. leon blinks a few times, protests on the tip of his tongue before he feels the tip of your own tongue trace over the head of his cock. your closed fist slowly pumped around him.
oh man, this was his way of relaxing. it definitely got leon to settle down for a good minute. his hand that had just been resting on your head moved down lower to rest over the back of your throat now. he didn’t wrap his hand around it or anything, just let his fingers rub against the skin. he was delighted that this could get a low moan out of you so quickly anyways. it took a few long seconds of this before you took the head of his cock back into your mouth, sucking around it gently. you were awarded with one of leon’s prettiest noises; his soft little grunt that faded into a slight whimper. it always sounded so nice listening to him when he let himself get a bit noisy.
you slowly began to take him all the way into your mouth, blinking back some blurry vision at the feeling of his cock poking at the back of your throat. it took a few second before slowly beginning to bob your head, pressing your tongue against the vein on the underside of his cock between movements. spit spilled out a small bit from the corners of your mouth, making his inner thighs a tiny bit of a slick mess. you pull back only to stroke him, pressing a few kisses to leon’s thighs as your hand moved on him — drawing out some moans from him as you continue stroking his cock as you begin to circle your tongue around the sensitive head again, tasting the beads of precum leaking from the tip.
leon let his hand slide up from your throat to rest on your head again, running his fingers through your hair as you take him back into your mouth.
“you look so pretty like this,” he whispered as he watched you, smiling softly as you met his eyes with your mouth full of him.
“i know… i know, you’re so good at this, aren’t you?” leon mused with a breathy sigh as you bobbed your head.
if he came too quickly, he’d just blame it on his older age. it wasn’t his fault… surely not… or he could blame it on your pace that felt so, so teasing when he’s been all pent up for so long now.
“oh, fuck,” he breathed out, head falling back to rest against the headrest of his seat. he closed his eyes as he let his fingers tangle in your hair as you sped up your pace just a bit.
leon moaned as he tugged at your hair a bit, hips pressing up into your mouth more to try and rut into your mouth for just that last bit he needed. he couldn’t help the small whimper that came from him as your hands pushed at his thighs to get him to relax again.
it really didn’t take too much longer of you bobbing your head with your hands rubbing at his thighs. he was pretty easy to get so, so close when he’s been all pent up already. he needed the release and all you were doing is teasing him right now.
he whined, eyes opening to peek down at you when you had pulled off of him.
“baby—“ he began, only to let out a deeper, surprised moan as you took his cock fully in your mouth. he pulled on your hair a bit, accidentally pushing your head down as his hips ground up into your mouth.
leon really couldn’t help himself as he whined, repeating a quiet little string of ‘fuckfuckfuck’ as he finally got to the height of the warm feeling in his abdomen. he moaned as he got to the point of his release, not even fully realizing he had your head basically pinned down. he sometimes forgot he was, in fact, much more stronger. not that you ever seemed to actually mind when he used it against you. he’s had enough bite marks on his biceps to find it normal now.
it took him a good second of just rough panting before releasing his hold on your head. he settled back into his seat after that, sighing as he opened his eyes.
you pulled away after a second, moving to sit up. you hummed, the taste of him still in your mouth. you reached for the tumbler cup in the cup holder, taking a few much needed gulps of water. you settled back into your seat, cheeks a bit flushed and hair messy now.
“you good?” leon asked after a moment. you responded with quiet laugher, chest shaking as you leaned back in your seat.
“yeah… yeah, give me a second…” you said between giggles.
leon moved around in his own seat, struggling a bit to properly get his boxers and pants back on. he zipped up the zipper of his slacks, pushing the button back into the opening for it. he reached one hand over, patting your thigh softly and letting it rest higher up and against your inner thigh. he let out a soft hum as he used his other hand to turn the keys in the ignition, moving it to rest on the gear shifter. his foot was heavy on the brake right now, just needing a long minute to regain his proper self.
“i’ll return the favor when we get home,” he said before moving the gear shifter into drive. he moved his hand to the wheel, just hovering for a moment before finally feeling himself get his head back on.
you hummed in response as you watched, moving your hands to toy with his fingers as he did his best to focus on driving and getting you two home without any more stops.
( -` 💋 ´- ) i hope this was decent at the very least !! this took me longer than i meant for it to because… i had no idea how to write this.. i do wanna come back to being more frequent of a writer, ive just been lazy..
