You couldn't bring yourself to shoot Leon. Not when he had been your partner for so long. Not when you had survived so many horrors together.
You knew, you knew, thus wasn't really Leon anymore. Now he was just another infected, another of those zombies, but you still couldn't bare to do it.
Not even now that he had you backed into a corner. Not even now that it was him or you. You just couldn't.
This was the end, you thought. You'd be ripped apart by your partner, your friend, your Leon. And the only thing you could do was close your eyes tightly and brace yourself for the worst.
So imaging your surprise when you felt his arms wrap around you and his face nuzzle in your neck as he left out what you could only assume were happy zombie noises...
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note: i been seeing a lot of tiktoks regarding Leon, but the zombie version of him, and it’s inspired me to make a little story of how we (the reader) first seen Leon as a zombie.
pairing: zombie!au!Leon S. Kennedy x BAU!reader
may or may not be grammatical errors, forgive me!
“According to the map, it should be straight ahead, the entrance is on the right.”
“I know the way, Sher.” You reply, slightly more passive-aggressive than you wanted, but you can’t take back what you said.
“Just making sure you know, it’s been a long time since you’ve been there.”
Raccoon City Police Department.
Looking completely destroyed after the explosion that hit it.
It’s been years since you’ve been back there, it looks almost unrecognizable. Almost.
You try not to let your thoughts get cloudy, thinking about the day your partner. Your good friend.
Oh boy, how you miss him so.
“___? You with me?”
“Yeah, yeah. I’m here.” You replied to her, “I’m here..” This time it was muttered under your breath more so the remnants of what’s left the building, you were once so happy to work in.
You walk up to the door and hovered your hand over the doors handle.
You’re about to open up a whole can of worms, that you’re not even sure you want to open. But you came here for a reason, the mission is that reason, saving Grace is that reason.
Whether or not you want to go inside, you have to do it. For Grace.
You open that door and immediately started, fanning the area around your face, as dirt and dust was kicked up. Just from opening the door.
“This place really did get the shit end of the stick.”
“What does it look like?”
“Still RPD, just with a bunch of debris and broken glass everywhere.” You walk around the front desk, and notice the typewriter—broken, but still intact somehow.
You see there’s a desk and some intel from, what you believe is the BSAA’s doing.
“Sherry, there’s a map here. Looks like the BSAA set up shop.”
“Is it abandoned?”
“I’m not sure..” You were too busy looking at the map, and reading a note that said “You can’t save anyone,” to notice the big decorative sign on the draping onto the floor, by your feet.
Memories come rushing to the forefront of your mind, and before long you were reminiscing.
You hold up a portion of the sign to yourself, and smile ear to ear with pride.
And as if on cue, Senior Police Officer Marvin Branagh walked into the room.
“I just finished the sign, sir. What do you think, Marvin?”
He looks down at you, wondering if you had lost your mind calling him by his first name. “I mean Lieutenant Branagh.”
He shakes his head and laughs wholeheartedly, “You better not let Irons catch you saying that, but it looks great. You did a good job.”
“Now to figure out how to set it up.” You stated, Marvin takes one end and looks around and spots Officer Edward, “Come help us with this.”
“Yes, sir.” He says, and within no time, the sign was hanging in the office area in front of the desks.
And that point, it was unfortunately time for us to go back to work, but I had hoped the new recruit liked it.
A light from something a little ways ahead of me shown in my face, and I noticed it was a camera.
Showing some guy, presumably Zeno and Grace.
“I found Grace..”
“Is she in the building with you?”
“Seems like it.” Once you got the location, you were well on your way to save Grace.
You went through the offices, where your sign once hung, and made your way into the hallway.
You jumped as you seen a undead officer, made its way around the corner, on its way to you. You never jump, but you thought this place had been completely abandoned.
Expect for Grace and Zeno’s presence.
“I’m sorry, officer.” You held up your gun and fired a couple rounds into the head of the zombie, and watched it fall.
Sadness welling up in your chest, you had probably known this officer once upon a time.
But do him being zombified, you couldn’t tell who it was exactly.
Nevertheless, you hope he can rest in peace now.
You stood up after mourning the fallen officer, only to feel hands on you. You instantly push the hands up off you, forcing the person to the ground.
Your gun aimed for the head, but you don’t fire.
You killed the zombie before with ease, why couldn’t you kill this one.
“Leon..?” You spoke almost breathlessly, due to being confused and wondering if you’re feeling delirious.
“Sherry?” You said into the mic, “I found him..”
“Who? Is it the guy with Grace?”
“It’s… It’s Leon.. He turned..” You back up and watch as Leon, slowly placed his hands on the floor, in an attempt to stand up again.
Still wearing his RPD uniform, though dirty and tattered. Despite the building’s fallen debris, how much he’d gone through, you would always recognize this man.
“What are you going to do?”
“I don’t know, but I can’t bring myself to get rid of him.”
“You don’t mean—”
“There’s no other choice, Sherry. I’m not leaving him here. He’s coming with me.”
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Warnings: 18+ MDNI, RE2R AU, choking (although it’s really not the focus in this fic 🫣), rough sex, noncon, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, creampie
not proofread ✍️ this is the second version of this fic; I’ll post my original idea at a later date
You made it to the Raccoon City police station without having to fend off any of the shambling monsters loitering the streets. Sneaking around as a teenager really paid off for your older self. It’s rainy and cold and fucking awful outside, but the eerie stillness pervading the interior of the station isn’t much better.
Afraid to call out in case something inhuman answers, you slowly make your way around the lobby. Looking up in the goddess statues face, despair creeps into your mind. You have a pocket knife and a flashlight, nothing to really help you against anything except a dark room.
Hours pass as you meander the halls; you’ve seen things scuttling across the ceilings in random hallways (the ones you leave as quietly as you came) and you think you’ve heard the sounds of gunshots and yells, but you’re honestly too terrified to check.
You know someone else is here; doors that were locked now wide open and that odd ass pedestal in the lobby is slowly filling up with medallions. Waiting whoever it is out hasn’t worked so far, so you keep circling the same rooms, hoping they’ll run into you.
The sound of rumbling gears has you turning back around to go to the lobby, but by the time you get there, it’s empty again. However, the mechanism that used those medallions has been activated and now there’s a new area unlocked. You tiptoe down the stairs and stop dead in your tracks. There’s a young police officer lying slumped against the desk.
“H-hello?” You walk up to him and push his arm, making his head loll to the side where you can see some nasty bite mark.
“Holy fuck,” you yank your hand away and quickly step back.
His eyes flutter open and he locks his blue gaze onto you.
“D’you have first aid?” He slurs out, wincing as he raises up.
“No,” you suck your bottom lip into your mouth. “I don’t have anything, sorry.”
He squints and hisses in pain, “I think I dropped one out there,” he raises his hand and points to the open entryway behind you. “Would you mind?”
Nodding, you retrace your steps and sure enough, there’s a health spray lying on its side. Grabbing it up, you return and hand it over to the officer. He sprays himself and the bite looks better but doesn’t fully heal him.
“It’ll be fine,” he waves off your concerned look. “The name’s Leon.”
You introduce yourself before gesturing to his uniform, “Do you know what happened?”
Slowly climbing to his feet, he sits on the edge of the desk with a tired groan.
“No, it’s my first day. Everything was like this when I got here,” he runs the pads of his fingers over the marks in his neck.
“Damn,” you sigh out, exhausted already. “Well, do you want to stick together?”
He nods, “It would be safer.”
So you team up with the rookie cop and you both descend deeper into the bowels of the RPD. A strange woman appears at the end of one of many metal walkways, gun jumping between you and the officer.
“You two with me,” she orders. “Toss your weapons over the ledge.”
Having nothing to defend yourself with, you hold your hands up, casting your eyes over to Leon to see what he’ll do. The rookie eases his pistol from the holster and tosses it over the side, face grimacing as you all listen to it bounce and rattle its way down to the bottom.
“Move it,” she waves her gun forward, making the pair of you walk first with her behind.
She guides you further and further down, taking hidden paths and stairways until she leads you both into a lab room. Right before she ducks out and shuts the door, she injects Leon with something from a syringe. He hisses and slaps a hand over the spot.
While he tries the door, you turn and take in the room itself. It hosts a bed in the center and a table on the side with one wall being a huge mirror (which you can safely bet is two way).
“What do you want?” Leon calls out, hand cupping his neck.
“To run an experiment of course,” her voice bleeds through a speaker above the door. “You’ll feel the effects rather quickly.”
You step a little further away from him, knees hitting the edge of the bed and knocking you off balance. Sitting down harshly, the bed shifts under your weight, frame squeaking lightly.
“What’s going to happen?” Your voice shakes with nerves.
“Copulation and its effects on a human’s changing nervous system,” she intones almost sounding bored. “I wouldn’t dawdle too long or you might not enjoy yourself at all.”
Fear spikes your heart rate and your gaze shoots over to Leon. He’s wincing in pain again with his bite mark reopened, blood dripping from the wound.
“I don’t feel right,” he murmurs, lurching over to the bed.
You go to move but he practically collapses on top of you, pinning you down onto the antiseptic smelling sheets.
“Get off of me,” you grunt, trying to push at Leon’s shoulders but to no avail.
“It’s hot,” he groans in your ear, rocking his hips down into yours. “So hungry.”
“One moment,” the woman’s voice crackles to life again right before she enters the room.
She’s carrying a weird contraption in her hand and you realize it’s a muzzle of sorts as soon as she snaps it in place around Leon’s mouth.
“That should help keep the experiment moving,” she nods to herself and quickly leaves.
Still trying to push him off, Leon snarls down at you, hands coming up to grip your throat.
“Get off!” You rasp out, throat tightening under his hands.
He growls and you see his eyes go milky right in front of you.
“What’s—“
You cough violently and he squeezes your neck harder.
“The virus should be in full effect now. It’s been modified for other purposes,” the woman supplies through the speaker. “It will be interesting to see what biological imperatives it chooses to follow.”
Tears stream from the corners of your eyes and down your temples, you claw and scratch and punch at any part of Leon you can reach. Your vision starts to tunnel and you have the epiphany that you’re going to die here under some asshole you don’t even know.
It’s not until you’re groggily coming to that you realize you must have blacked out. The palm of a hand is roughly rubbing your clit, fingers sliding in and out of your drippy hole.
“S-stop,” your teeth chatter, feeling cold at the same time you realize you’re completely nude.
A growling sound from the rookie is your only reply, his fingers fucking into your cunt even harder. Your pussy feels used and puffy, like he’s been doing this for a lot longer than it seems.
“You’re awake, excellent. The other subject has been prepping you for some time,” her monologue only confirms your suspicions. “Now, he’ll move along to the next phase.”
Having a good idea what that is, you’re still unable to really get your motor functions under control so Leon is easily able to cage in your body as he ruts his cock into your wet pussy. Hissing through your clenched teeth, pleasure and disgust make your walls flutter and grip onto his cock.
“Chemistry seems very compatible. This should ensure positive results,” she says through the speaker, but it sounds more like she’s talking to herself.
You glare up at Leon, hating that you’re so out of sorts you can’t even fend him off, body weak and tired. You also hate, with every fiber of your being, the arousal coating his thick cock as he humps your pussy feverishly. His tip brushes against the spongy spot at the front of your cunt and it has your body humming in pleasure.
With every thrust, his pelvis presses and grinds against your swollen clit. It’s enough to make your toes curl, more slick gushing out around his pistoning cock. It also doesn’t help he’s been playing with your pussy as you were dead to the world, ramping up your arousal even further. You’re going to cum all over this undead cop’s dick and there’s nothing you can do about it.
Despair wars with the need to climax, making your head ache more than it already does. Leon shifts his hips, rutting deeper than before and you’re moaning loudly. Your hips buck up into his, helping him fuck you harder and faster. His hands move up to squeeze your sore neck and you whimper, clit throbbing and pussy clenching around his cock.
He squeezes your neck a bit rougher just as he grinds against your pudgy bud and it sets off fireworks in your brain. Eyes rolling back in your head, you cum all over his fat cock. He growls above you, but doesn’t stop thrusting into you.
Your orgasm spins out into a second one as he keeps the same pace, cock bullying into your squelching cunt. He speeds up when your walls squeeze and pulse around his dick, snarling like a rabid dog until he hilts himself into your pussy. Hating how much you like it, Leon shoots his load into your soft fluttering walls, letting your hole milk rope after rope of his thick spend.
This whole experience is like a bad dream you’d love to wake up from and never look back.
“Excellent. That’s a promising start,” the woman interrupts your maudlin thoughts.
“Please,” you turn your head to the mirrored wall. “Let me go.”
Zombie Leon would eat pussy so sloppily. I said it.
He would probably nibble on the clit like candy 😭 and lightly bite into your thighs. Letting out soft whines and moans as he tastes your blood and skin.
"Promise, I won't bite hard baby. Please let me, it's so hard to hold back, please," he snarls mid sentence. His eyes stare up at you pitifully as he pants into your thighs. Drool dripping down from the openings of his mouth.
I think he's a bit of a freak :33 licking and slobbering all over you. Like you're not a dog, zombified Leon!!
tw: gore / zombie shtuff 4 the pic ! Plus mentions of bodily fluids!
Leon's so afraid of waking up and finding himself feasting on your supple body. So he stays up when you sleep and has you restrain him to the bed in the day, so he can rest peacefully.
"I'm sorry, you just look so delicious baby. Please don't hate me, please," he sobs as he takes a small bite out of your thigh. Almost throwing up as his human side tries to force it out, knowing it's human flesh. But the zombified part of his brain wants and needs more. He needs you.
Leon then makes it up to you by eating you out like it's his last meal. It very well could be though, if you think about it. Pussy as his last meal. Wow. What a way to go, doing his favorite thing to his favorite person.
Thrusting his tongue into your quivering hole and coming back up to suckle on your clit. Slobbering all over your folds. Panting and groaning as he dives deeper and deeper, making sure every drop of your cum doesn't go to waste.
His dick still works, surprisingly. Leon doesn't even stop fucking you, even if he came already. It feels too good to even stop. Like it's a remedy for the pain he feels from the virus slowly turning his flesh into mush.
Maybe if you turn into a zombie like him, you guys can chew each other apart. Have matching shaped marks into your thighs. <3
mild gore warning under the cut + small spoiler cause I took inspiration from a scene in re9.. also hmu if you got any screamo/post-hardcore recs
re9 destroy elpis choice; I think it'd make the most sense lore wise for him to be a zombie in this iteration if he's already gone this far. it'd also close his act here instead of in re2. obviously it wouldn't work anyways since he doesn't have an emo style and it has nothing to do with his story lol. I've seen other people already make up lore for zombie!Leon which I loved and it seemed very in character for him
