#nerd!leon

So now you had a boyfriend in tow everywhere you went, the chemistry major with the puppy eyes and fidgety hand. And he adores you. Never had he thought to find a girlfriend, or more specifically: be found and just pulled into a relationship. He was somewhat scared of girls with their pretty faces and sexy bodies, but the moment you had pushed him to the ground and pulled off his pants he had melted. Because you wouldn't do that if you hated him, right?

He's the type to get a boner when you kiss him in public. A quick peck to his cheek when he brings you to your next lecture is enough for him to get worked up, not to speak when your hands wanders and give his chest a quick squeeze. So now he has to run to the chem lab and rub one out because for fucks sake that thing isn't going down.

And he's so smart it turns you on seeing him work; cute glasses sitting on his face, face slightly tensed as he is scribbling down some formulas you can't even read, making easy work out of things. He helps you with your work, too, if you need it; you on his lap while he explains whatever you want explained and his hands don't know where to rest.

You're having way too much fun teasing him. The poor dude has never had someone suck him off? You'll give him the time of his life until he's whimpering, stuttering and his hips buck. He's feeling all worked up but is too scared to ask you for sex? Make him sit down and ride him until you can't find condoms anymore. You've sucked his soul out before and you'd gladly do it again. The best part is that despite all the awkward cluelessness he is such a sweetheart. He's never let you go before you've cum at least once, always checking in that you're feeling good even when you're eyes are rolled so far you basically were seeing god. With time he even learns to take control, to be the one holding the reigns and god, is the good at sex once you've taught him.

Doesn't mean you can't tease him, you just need to step up the game. Spicy pics sent to his phone while he is in the lab and your phone tells you he's typing for seven minutes only for a short message to actually arrive 'Finishing up early, please, please, please have this on when I'm back'. Maybe wearing a skirt with no panties when he's over at your dorm and progressively make it clear you're not wearing any. At the end of the day you was all yours and you'll always be able to drive him against the edge until he's a whining mess for you.

Obviously, the canonical Leon can't have a dog because he barely lives at home. But I like to think that when he retires, he and Chris will have a dog, and maybe it'll be a Bloodhound.

I also think there's a huge psychological barrier and trauma associated with Leon's frequent encounters with Cerberus. It's a dog infected with a virus. But he's still a dog that fell into the hands of bastards. Perhaps he sees every dog ​​as a poor Cerberus, and every Cerberus as his own dog (maybe he had nightmares where he killed his dog, mistaking it for Cerberus).

"I- That's- It- How?!"

"It was bombed! How the hell is it here?!"

"You've gotta be shitting me."

"Like I know?! Probably got dropped here like Jasmine Dragon was."

"An entire city?!"

"Do you have any other ideas?"

Three shockingly similar voices could be heard, seemingly unaware or uncaring of attracting undead attention.

(OOC: Hiya, @three-leons-in-a-trenchcoat here. Saw you pop up recently, so I decided to yeet my Leons at ya)

Leon runs with all his might, faster than he can breathe, jumping over obstacles. He sincerely hated physical education classes, especially the team games. But now it's a matter of survival. Otherwise, Mr. X will crush his head like an eggshell.

He skids on a turn, and to avoid breaking his leg, he throws it forward and slides sideways right into the wall. He falls not so much from distraction, but from the three shadows looming in the neon blue light where he intended to hide from the tyrant. Enormous and unusual silhouettes in the turquoise of the dim light on the wall, as ominous as the color from the further depths of other world.