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vampire!leon kennedy x gn!reader 🍵 ‼️: 0.4k words. vampire au. blood. mention of sex. sexual tension. a/n: decided to post a leon fic in this acc & i wanted it to be an re9 leon vampire fic. i think i will post more leon fics starting from now on, i might also open a taglist and post a leon masterlist soon!

To be a vampire’s lover means sometimes being his willing little lamb.

Leon Kennedy is a master of facade. He refuses to let the world see him as a blood thirsty vampire. He makes himself be seen as a composed and intimidating man. But you? You know the exact way his composure fractures when his gaze drops to the pulse fluttering at your throat when his thirst for you attacks. No blood has ever tempted him the way yours does. No blood has ever haunted him the way yours does. 

Yet you love being his.. because the feeling is mutual. He’s hungry for your blood, you’re hungry to see his composure break when it comes to you. So the greatest intimacy in your relationship could not be found in sex, but in the moment you allow him to have a taste of your blood. 

As he looms over you, he tells you to just hold his hand through it. “Your man just needs a little bit of indulgence.” he murmurs with a small smirk on his lips. His eyes that were staring into your eyes slowly drifts to your neck.  He’s always gentle at first, his hand gently intertwined with yours while gently lapping up the blood spilling from the two small holes he had made on your neck.

But it never ends like that, soon you'll find your hand tightly pinned on the mattress as he’s now messily devouring your blood. It’s fucking hot how it makes him grunt and growl from time to time. But then he feels your grip on his hand weakening. “Leon..” you whimper. That’s always your sign for him to stop. With that, he slowly pulls away, looking into your exhausted eyes. He pants heavily while his mouth and chin are covered with your blood.

“You’re looking a bit pale as usual, angel.” he teases you. He then leans in to capture your lips in a hungry kiss. He slides his tongue into your mouth, making you taste your own blood. You melt into the kiss, making him hum in satisfaction through the kiss. As he slowly pulls away, a blood stained string of saliva stretches between you. “Better?” he asks with that small smirk on his lips.

“Mhm..” you reply weakly. He lets out a deep chuckle at that and leans in to plant a soft kiss on the mark he left on your neck.

suitor!leon kennedy x f!reader 🍵 ‼️: 0.4k words. romantic fluff. a/n: we love gentleman leon!

First date with the man who’s courting you, he took you out for dinner tonight and everything about it had been.. Comforting. You love how he looks under the dim lighting of the restaurant. But you also love how he hums at your little pauses while speaking, the hum serving as a soft reminder that he’s listening and he’s encouraging you to go on. You adore the small comments he gives you after you finish speaking. Sometimes, those small comments are short witty jokes of his own humor.

And you know you’re definitely starting to fall for a man when you start laughing at his dad jokes.

After you both finish dinner, you two walk out of the restaurant with his hand resting on the small of your back. The cold night air makes you shiver slightly, the warm atmosphere of the restaurant is now gone. Luckily your suitor is here, who’s always the great observer.

“Cold?” he asks you softly. You also love the fact that no matter how deep or low his voice can be, he’ll always be soft spoken when it comes to you. “I’m goo-” before you can even finish what you were saying, he shrugs off his jacket and drapes it over your shoulders.

You can smell his perfume clinging onto you when he draped his jacket over your shoulders. If there was ever a sweet way to carry someone's scent with you, this had to be it.

“You’ll get cold..” you spoke with concern. Your concern got a small genuine smile out of him. “I’ve handled worse, sweetheart.” He assures you. He then gently places his hand on the small of your back once again as he guides you to his car. He opens the door for you, and even as you shrink into the car, he lets his hand still linger a bit on the small of your back.

When you start to slip the jacket off, “Hey.” he calls out to you gently. You look up. “Keep it on and take it home with you.” your eyes widens a bit at that but it made you feel butterflies in your stomach. “Means I’ll have an excuse to see you again.” he flashes you another small genuine smile and gently closes the car door at your seat. You let out a satisfied sigh as you lean back comfortably on the car seat.

On this date with Leon, the one thing you couldn't stop noticing was how genuinely he wanted to pursue you. There couldn't have been a better feeling to take home after a first date.

bf!peter maximoff x gn!reader 🍵 ‼️: 0.3k words. fluff. bantering. kisses! a/n: sorry ik that this is short because this was just a random thought hehe

Your boyfriend, Peter Maximoff has an habit that you could not quite figure out. You don’t know if he is obsessed with your chapstick or your lips. Well, maybe both. Since every time you re-apply your chapstick, he’ll appear out of nowhere and steal a kiss. Then he’ll grin at you like he just won the lottery.

Right now, you and Peter are about to go out. You just finished applying your chapstick. Suddenly the next thing you knew is that Peter appeared beside you in a silver blur. “Looking delicious, babe.” he comments. “I call first taste!” Before you can even protest, he cups your cheek and steals a quick kiss. 

“Peter..” you try to scold him but a flustered chuckle escapes your lips instead. A wide grin appears on his lips as he finds your reaction adorable. He looooves kissing your lips every time you’ve just applied your chapstick and also because knows that you couldn’t be mad at a kiss. 

“What?? It’s delicious.” he teases you, wiggling his eyebrows. “my lips or my chapstick?” you teased him back. “Oh? That’s a trick question. I’m gonna need another taste to make a very truthful response.” with that, he starts to lean in to get another kiss. “You’re full of excuses.” You call him out playfully.

“C’mon,” he laughs, reaching for your waist. “Love you babe, just two or three more kisses. Speedsters burn calories faster. I need another kiss for energy.” That’s definitely not only gonna be two or three more kisses. That’s gonna turn to a makeout session again. 

But damn you love it. You love Peter devouring your lips and showering you with this much affection and attention. This new chapstick tube you just bought is not gonna last long again. They never do if Peter’s around when you reapply it. Still, it was worth it for all the kisses Peter gave you.

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