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Desire (I’m Hungry)
Corrupt Cop!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader
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Warnings: 18+ MDNI, Leon POV, dark thoughts, being filmed without consent aka Leon’s making a sex tape and reader has no clue, dirty talk, daddy kink, kissing, biting, blood kink, oral (m & f receiving), pussy spanking, clit biting, unprotected sex, creampie
not proofread ✌️
today marks one year that I officially published my first Leon x reader fic that just happened to be Corrupt Cop Leon! 💜 so happy anniversary to the OG! 😘
Title from Desire by Meg Myers 💜
It’s not unusual to see a police cruiser parked outside the library on any given night. Especially when you’re inside, finishing up whatever class work you can before heading home.
Leon leans back against the passenger door, one leg crossed over the ankle of the other, arms folded over his chest. His walkie’s turned off since he’s not on duty and he can hear the whispers of people passing him by, from the curious looks of kids to loose women giving him sultry smiles. Except for a cursory glance, his mind doesn’t linger on any single one of them.
Drumming his fingers on his bicep, he tilts his head as he catalogs the outside of the building. He’s done this a thousand times at this point. Even before you knew he came around, when he would follow you home and watch you from his squad car. He kind of misses those days.
The sound of a door opening pulls his attention up the library steps. Once you fully step out into the cool evening air, your eyes immediately seek him out. Satisfaction coils deep in his gut as your face breaks out into a bright smile at seeing him. Although he loved quietly following you, having you seek him out is much better. His eyes track your body as you carefully take the stairs and walk over to him.
He only had to chastise you one time about not rushing down the steps. (You cried so prettily on his cock after he spanked your pussy raw. But the lesson stuck and he hasn’t had to remind you once, such a good girl).
“Hi,” your soft voice hits his ears and he’s smirking at your shyness.
“Hi, pretty girl, ready to go?”
You nod, “All set. Thank you for taking me home.”
“Of course, don’t want you getting hurt,” he murmurs, uncrossing his arms to brush a thumb across your cheekbone, “here, let me take your bag.”
Eyes fond, you hand him your book bag and wait for him to open the passenger door for you. Watching as you sit, he sees when your skirt rucks up around your thighs and it makes his blood run hot, pulse quickening in his neck. He walks around the trunk of the car, placing your bag in the back before climbing into the driver seat.
He checks his mirrors and blind spots before pulling away from the curb. As soon as he’s on the street, his hand grips the dough of your thigh closest to the gear shift. A giddy thrum of excitement bleeds through his thoughts when he hears your little gasp. You’re so easy for him. His pretty, perfect girl.
He no longer stifles those thoughts or impulses that once might have gotten him locked up. You invite his dark urges in with wet eyes and an even wetter cunt. Today’s special even if you don’t know it. He’s planned a little surprise, something he’s been wanting to do for a while now.
Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he watches you surreptitiously, taking in the changing expressions as he drives closer and closer to your house. Just seeing your face makes him ache all the way down to his marrow. He wants to sink his teeth into you until he tastes blood.
“Should we eat out for dinner?”
He glances over at you and tightens his fingers, giving your thigh a quick squeeze.
“Sure, sweetheart.”
He parks outside your house, letting you walk up to your front stoop first as he grabs your bag. You unlock the door as soon as he joins you, his hand palming your lower back to usher you into the house. Dropping your school bag down onto the floor, he uses both hands to grip your hips, pushing you back against the closed front door.
Desire pulses throughout his body, a deep seated hunger that makes him want to crack open your rib cage and crawl inside. He’s sure your beating heart would sate this visceral reaction to the possessive want that engulfs his thoughts.
But kissing you will have to suffice for now.
Your lips part on a sigh as he licks into your mouth, tongue greedy and hot as he tastes you deeply. His fingers dig into your skin, thumbs pressed uncomfortably against your hip bones; he gloats to himself as the twinge of pain has you arching into him. If he could, Leon would rip you apart at the seams, swallow you whole til nothing’s left.
You whimper into his harsh kisses while your hands grab onto his chest, badge nearly pricking your fingers as you try to find purchase against his uniform. He lets go of your waist to circle his fingers around your wrists, pushing them against the door on either side of your head. Pulling back, his sea dark eyes take in your dilated pupils and swollen lips.
Now, he thinks, is the perfect time to drag you into your room.
Leon kisses you again, heatedly, pulling you into the bedroom with little preamble. For the surprise he’s been planning, he made sure to sneak into your house earlier in the day. He then hid a camera perfectly angled on your nightstand where you couldn’t see it.
His mouth waters at the thought of filming everything he wants to do to you. Excitement heightens his aggressiveness. He can’t wait to take you apart in front of the lens, especially without you knowing. He shivers as he licks hungrily into your mouth.
“Leon,” you whisper when he drags his mouth down to bite your neck, “thought we were going out to dinner?”
“Well, I am gonna eat you out,” he crudely states with a grin, “but first let’s see those pretty tits.”
Biting your bottom lip softly, you step back and pull your shirt off. His eyes watch as you nervously take off your bra and drop it into the floor with your shirt. Leon lets his hands reach out to grope and pinch your hard nipples. His cock throbs where it’s trapped in his pants.
“Get naked, pretty girl, wanna see you,” he coaxes, smile wicked when you do as he says.
Sitting on the edge of your bed, he faces the camera, pulling you down into his lap, your back to his chest. The juxtaposition of having you completely naked on his lap while he’s in uniform makes him bite down on your shoulder hard. You squeal and try to move, but he wraps his arms around you, pinning you in place.
After you settle down, his hands move to squeeze the fat of your breasts until it dimples between his fingers. Your nipples tighten even further under his palms as he runs them across the stiff buds.
“Such a good girl,” he kisses the side of your neck, eyes glinting when they look over to the hidden device, “bet that cute pussy’s soaked, sweetheart.”
Squirming against him, you whine pitifully, grinding your wet cunt down onto his bulge, “Daddy, please.”
“Such a well mannered girl,” he coos sweetly, luring you into relaxing against him further.
The flat of his fingers come down in a hard slap against your pussy, a sharp gasp parting your pretty lips. Leon spanks across your fat cunt until you’re hiccuping little cries, tears streaming down your face to drip onto your chest. Even with the pain, you still part your legs for him, letting him drag his fingers across your wet slit.
He wonders absently as he toys with your clit if you’d let him bite you here, sink his teeth in your sweet little bud til you scream. That thought alone has precum dripping from his tip, making his briefs damp.
“Such a slutty cunt,” he whispers in your ear, feeling you shiver, “like when daddy shows you who’s in charge, sweetheart?”
“Yes, sir,” you sniffle wetly.
That ugly need to hurt you ramps up again and he pinches your clit roughly until you bleat in pain.
“Good girl,” he chuckles, fingers softly petting your cunt, “my perfect girl.”
“All yours, daddy,” you automatically respond.
Your voice is hoarse from all your crying and it makes his chest burn like his solar plexus is caving in.
“That’s right,” he croons, cupping your breasts in his hands, thumbs swiping across your nipples, “daddy’s got such a smart pretty girl.”
He wants to laugh at how those words make you press against him, praise making you stupid and pliant for him.
“Get on the floor,” he pushes at your shoulders, “think that sweet mouth deserves a reward.”
Eagerly, you slide off his lap onto your knees, turning around to face him. He unbuckles his belt and undoes his pants, pushing them down his thighs so he can tuck his briefs underneath his balls comfortably. His weeping cock bobs in front of your face, tip brushing across your cheek and smearing precum across your skin.
“Kiss it, baby, show me how much you want daddy in your mouth,” he grins at you.
Your shyness just makes him harder as you press a feather light kiss to his dick. He watches as your lips and tongue work in tandem to gently kiss and lick at his fat cockhead. You sigh hard enough he feels the dampness of your breath before your tongue lathes underneath the foreskin, lapping up the sticky precum dripping from his slit. You moan while you taste him, eyes fluttering closed as you get more and more eager at sucking him off.
Thighs twitching, he grunts when you suck him into your warm mouth, tongue cupping the head when you withdraw, lips tightly wrapped around the tip of his dick. He feels as you circle the head of his cock with your tongue, dipping the slick muscle into his slit to draw out more precum.
“Good girl,” he groans when your mouth drops down to kiss and suck at his balls.
Leon keeps his gaze on you as you try to suck both of his balls into your wet mouth, whimpering when you can only fit one. Smearing your own spit across your face, you nuzzle into his squishy sac, mouthing and lapping at the sensitive skin before sucking each of his balls again.
Whining, you eagerly lap at his sac, tongue slowly tracing up the seam. Your lips meet the base of his cock before you flick your tongue back around his balls. Reaching down, he grabs the back of your neck, pulling your mouth up to suck on his cock. A choked off moan reverberates around his dick as your lips part to sink down around the first few inches. His abs tense when he feels the spit drip down his dick onto his balls.
“So good, sweetheart,” he murmurs, halfway tempted to gag you on his dick— maybe even choke you on it til you pass out.
More precum blurts across your tongue as he pictures your eyes rolling back, body going limp from lack of air. His fingers spasm around your neck as the tip bumps into the back of your throat. Bucking up into your mouth, the tightness around his cock increases and you retch loudly.
“Take it or I’m going to get mean with you,” he narrows his eyes down at you.
You cough again, a wet dirty sound as he pulls his cock halfway out of your mouth only to press back in deep, the fat head kissing the back of your throat immediately. It would be easy to keep you here, swallowing around him til he came or you blacked out. His eyes cut to the hidden camera before flicking back down to you. Maybe next time he’ll try it, but for now he wants to make this last longer for the video.
Rolling his neck til it cracks, he lets you go, watching with hidden glee as you pull off with a gross coughing fit and wet eyes. The dough of your thighs press together drawing his gaze where he can actually see a light sheen of slick coating them. Taking a hitched shuddery breath, you lean forward and kitten lick the head, soft tongue cleaning up any precum spilling from the slit down his cock.
A flash of your mouth split open and a bloody chin makes Leon place his hands under your armpits and yank you up, turning sideways to toss you onto the bed. He crawls on top of you and kisses you hard enough to bruise. Sinking teeth into your lower lip, he brings his vision to life as he works the wet skin til it splits, the warm taste of pennies flooding his mouth.
Growling like an animal, he sucks your bloody lip raw. He finally leans up, taking in the mess of your mouth with unreasonable pride.
“So pretty,” he smiles down at you, blood coating his teeth, “my sweet girl.”
“Yours,” you nod dazedly, eyes blown in arousal, “m’yours, daddy.”
He moves off the bed and begins to undress, taking extra care to set his holster and gun on top of your dresser. Once his uniform is off, he lays it out on a nearby chair in order to keep it off the floor. It just wouldn’t do to get it unnecessarily dirty.
He climbs back onto the bed, eyes zeroing in on your bleeding mouth with the awareness of a predator tracking prey. He smiles and grabs your thighs, shoving them up until they’re nearly touching your shoulders.
“Think it’s time I kiss my sweet girl hello,” his eyes drop from yours down to your soaked cunt, “aww, she always cries so hard for me, baby.”
He shuffles down onto his stomach, hands still pressing on your thighs as he leans in and kisses your swollen cunt.
“Greedy little pussy,” he chuckles derisively, “always begging for more.”
He slides his hands down from your thighs to the outside of your cunt, pulling your pussy lips apart to spit on your clenching hole.
“Daddy!”
He hears your voice crack before you gasp when he plunges his tongue into your pussy, fluttering the wet muscle as deep as possible into your spasming walls. You always taste like heaven, like he could die suffocated on your cunt and he’ll never find anything better. His eyes roll back when your slick floods his mouth, clit fat and swollen against his nose as your cunt squeezes down on his tongue.
Leon’s tongue laps at your hole before he runs the wet muscle up your slit to suck sloppily at your clit. He’s being as messy as possible; he knows you love it when your cunt’s coated in his spit after eating you out. The only thing better is when he cums all over your pussy, making you wear your panties to keep that sweet cunt wet and sticky with his seed.
Your cries and whines fall on deaf ears as he eats you out at his leisure. He makes you cum twice before finally trying out the little earworm that has eaten away at his brain since earlier. Thighs shaking from the last orgasm, you're completely out of it when Leon dips his head and bites down on your fat throbbing clit.
He growls and humps the bed as you thrash under him, hips trying to buck up to throw him off, hands digging into his hair but he doesn’t budge. He closes his teeth even tighter around your swollen bud and you screech, legs kicking out at him. Leon laughs at you, arms coming up and pinning your lower half down onto the bed. He readjusts his mouth and bites your clit harder than before.
“No, no, daddy! Please!”
You sob brokenly and Leon feels like he’s going to cum all over the sheets. Letting go, Leon pulls his mouth away for a second wanting to see your tortured little bundle of nerves. It looks so swollen that it makes his jaw ache. He licks and kisses over your clit until you’re whimpering in pleasure, hips writhing as Leon bathes your cunt with rough swipes of his tongue. He works you up to another orgasm and right as your pussy cums, clenching around nothing, he sinks his teeth back into your clit with a groan.
“Daddy, daddy! Leon, please!”
Your cunt gushes slick as the pain morphs into pleasure, babbling and pleading for more even as Leon sucks your bud into his mouth, hot tongue circling your abused clit.
“Ready for daddy to to fuck your pretty little cunt?” He rumbles, tongue lashing across your bundle of nerves making you whine.
“Please, daddy.”
There’s drool and blood all down your chin and he thinks you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever laid his eyes upon. If he were a better man, he would tell you so.
Leon crawls back up your body, dragging his cock against your thighs until the tip bumps against your sopping wet pussy. His eyes catalog your wince when his dick drags across your clit and he kisses you until spit runs down your jaw. Balancing himself on one forearm, he brings his other hand down to notch the tip of his cock at your soaked hole.
“Let me in, pretty girl,” he licks up the blood on your chin as he works his cock into your cunt, “let me stuff this soft little pussy with cum.”
Keening high in your throat, you grind your head against the pillow and Leon takes that opportunity to savagely bite into the side of your neck. He can feel you wheeze in pain underneath his teeth at the same time your pussy walls flutter and clamp down on his cock. Sweet satisfaction hums like electricity in his blood. He trails kisses from the nasty bite mark up to your ear, nipping the lobe.
“You like what I do to you, don’t you, sweetheart?” He kisses your temple before shifting until his forearms are on either side of your neck, hips rolling back before thrusting forward.
The tight clutch of your pussy makes him dizzy with lust, knowing he can do anything to you and you’ll not only take it, but like it. The camera is practically an afterthought by this point. Leon’s focus is now on making your hot little pussy cream all over his cock before he shoots his load deep into your hole.
“Always take it so well,” his baritone rumbles low in his chest and you shudder under him, “got daddy addicted to your soft chubby pussy, baby, always wanna be buried in her.”
Your nails dig into his skin but he loves the stinging scratches you leave on him; proof that you need him just as much as he needs you. He has half a mind to drag this out for hours and hours, but he really wants to send the tape over to Chris. Smugly show off his pretty girl and the sweet sounds she makes for him.
Leon prides himself on keeping his cool even when he’s buried to the hilt inside your deliciously hot pussy. This time, his nerves fray quicker than he’s used to; too many fun things have happened and all in front of the camera so he can look back on it later. Being able to watch your face again as he bites your clit makes his hips rabbit fast and hard against yours, pussy squelching loudly between your bodies.
“Got me so worked up,” he laughs, one forearm moving all he can glide his fingers down your side and across your hip, seeking out your sore clit, “squeeze the cum out of me, sweetheart, let daddy give you a nice thick creampie.”
“Ohhh,” you moan shakily, “daddy, please, w’nt it.”
“You’re gonna get it,” he promises, voice dark, “you’re gonna take everything I give you.”
The hot pulsing walls of your pussy makes his hips flex harder, bullying his cock into your cervix, needing to get as deep as possible in your body.
“Sucking me in,” he murmurs, fingers gently circling your sensitive bundle of nerves, “your sweet cunt’s made for this, isn’t she baby?”
“Yes, Leon, ‘m made for you,” you babble out, eyelashes sticking together from tears as you pant and moan, “daddy, I’m g’nna cum.”
“Fuck, then do it, pretty girl, cream all over me, work this cum into that sweet hole,” he groans when your walls clamp down on his dick.
He swipes across your clit a few more times as he ruts his cock in and out of your pussy, grinding the fat tip across your g-spot until your back arches, a loud scream pouring from your mouth.
“Good girl,” he praises, knowing you can't hear him, “doing so well for me, sweetheart.”
As your soft walls pulse and flutter around his dick, he adjusts his hands to hold him up above your body so he can rail you into the mattress.
“Too much,” you whimper, “Leon, s’too deep.”
“Shhh,” he reaches down to twist a nipple until you clench around his cock, “let me rearrange those guts, baby, daddy needs to cum, too.”
You nod, tears falling down your temples to collect on the pillow and his hips snap harder— the sight of you crying on his cock always does him in quick. He thrusts half a dozen more times before his hips begin to stutter. Burying himself balls deep, Leon’s cock kicks and throbs while he spills hot sticky cum all inside your clenching pussy walls.
While he fills your cunt with rope after rope of thick jizz, he groans long and low against your ear, “Perfect baby, taking it so well for me.”
“Leon,” you whisper lightly, hands carding through his hair and giving him goosebumps.
He settles his body weight down on you, cock plugging up your pussy so his cum doesn’t leak out onto the bedspread.
“Gotta surprise for you,” he kisses the side of your head and slowly maneuvers until he can quickly shuffle you around to face the hidden lens.
He pulls out his half chubbed cock, cream colored slick oozing from your pussy when he spreads it open.
Smiling up at you, he nods to your nightstand, “Smile for the camera, sweetheart. Show’em what a messy little pussy looks like.”
He watches in utter delight as your brows pinch together before realization dawns across your face. Tears bead in your eyes and he chuckles.
“Aww don’t be that way,” he croons, fingers digging into your used hole to work more cum into spilling out between your thighs, “be a good girl and let everyone see the creampie daddy left in your pretty cunt.”
Your cubby lips stay spread as he fingers more of his cum out of your hole.
“So swollen baby,” he groans, fingers glancing across your fat clit, “can’t wait to watch this back.”
You squirm but he catches the hitched breath and dilated eyes. Grinning darkly, he nuzzles against your ear.
“Maybe next time it’ll be a livestream of how I ream my pretty girl’s tight little pussy,” he kisses the shell of your ear as you moan quietly, “yeah, or maybe we’ll get someone in to watch me take you apart.”
You shiver and writhe against him, pussy sucking his fingers in even as he slowly drags them out of your spent cunt.
“Guess we’ll need to save that for later though,” he clicks his tongue, moving away from you to shut the camera off, “now let’s go get a shower so we can go out to dinner, sweetheart.”
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Hi friend! I see you’re doing October fics for Leon and I’m so excited to see them!! 🥰 I hope you’re doing well! I love seeing you on my dash! 💜
I want to do a kinktober so badly 31 days is ALOTT, and I'm going away for the first week of October but I'm going to try. I love seeing you on my dash to lipgloss 💗 you are such a talented writer literally my top fav writers for leon
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Stay Right Through
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Dogman!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, hybrid au, dogman Leon, master/pet dynamics, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), mounting, breeding, knotting, unprotected sex, creampie
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Title from Wandering by Good Charlotte 💜
Part 2: I Only Touched Her Hips But She Saw It
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Excitement makes your leg bounce as you wait for the lady to come back from setting up.
You did get to the hybrid adoption center a little early, but you’re just really happy to be here!
Hybrids were all the craze ages ago, but since the newness has died off (aka puppy syndrome has waned) there were more and more of these places opening up. Your parents never saw the point in getting a hybrid for the family, very old fashioned not to mention pretty anti pet in general.
So now, you have your own place and a steady job that isn’t eating up all your time anymore making it the perfect time to get a feel for what kind of hybrid you want. You’re definitely open to any of them, but it seems like the dog hybrids have a higher turnover rate which is why you’re at this specific adoption center.
The lady finally comes around to the front desk and smiles at you.
“Sorry for the wait, now how may I help you?”
You glance at her name tag, “Hi Patricia, and I’m looking into adopting. I was hoping to kinda get the ball rolling today.”
She laughs, “Not a problem. If you could fill out this form, I can put this in the system while you take a look around and see if there’s anyone you like.”
“Thank you,” you smile, taking the forms and returning to your seat.
It takes a lot longer than anticipated, but soon enough you have all your i’s dotted and t’s crossed. Turning in the clipboard, Patricia stands up and leads you over to a locked door. She runs her card across the electronic sensor and opens it for you.
She gives you a little nudge inside, “There are caretakers throughout if you have questions or concerns. Cameras are all over the facility but you look like a nice enough person so I’m sure we won’t have any issues.”
She laughs a little and waves as she closes the door behind her, leaving you to sort of walk around and look.
The place is a lot different than the mental picture you had; it’s set up like an open floor plan, but with individual mini rooms separated by cubicle partitions. It seems like in the center is just a large lounge type area with couches and an entertainment center. Past all of that you can make out granite counters suggesting a kitchen.
With that, you can see all kinds of hybrids hanging around in the living area or just milling about talking with one another.
“Hi! Need help?”
You look over at the perky blonde woman with the name tag Sherry.
“Uh kinda, I just don’t want to step on any toes, y’know?” you smile feeling a little shy.
“Not a problem,” she laughs, gesturing for you to walk with her, “I’ll just give you a quick tour and let you meet some of the pups.”
“Not that I don’t appreciate it, but I was really hoping to look at older—“
“Oh gosh, that’s great,” she gushes, “sorry to cut you off, but we have more than we like to see with older dog men.”
“Oh,” you laugh at her bubbly attitude, “well that’s great,” you wince, “not that it’s great.”
She pats your arm in solidarity, “I totally understand. But I’ll take you right over to where they like to hangout. They tend to stay away from the center of the lounge, too many yapping pups.”
Her voice must mimic one of the older hybrids with that last comment and you laugh along with her.
She guides you closer to the kitchen area but off to the side that sort of resembles a ‘man cave’ for lack of a better term. It’s more dimly lit with similar lounge furnishings.
“Hi everyone!” Sherry lights up the space with her presence, some of the hybrids calling back to her as you two walk closer.
“We have a new prospective friend here,” she introduces you to a trio of dog men standing up from the couch.
“Nice to meet you all!” you wave, excitement probably making you smile like a maniac but you’re just so happy to finally have this chance.
“Nice to meet you, I’m Chris,” a tall, dark haired dogman nods, his Rottweiler ears flopping a little as he tilts his head to look over at the other two.
“H-hi, I’m Ethan,” the mild mannered blonde rubs the back of his neck nervously, his twitching ears reminding you of a Chow Chow making you smile wider.
“Leon,” the last dogman gives you a lazy two finger salute, sandy blonde hair nearly hiding his soft Labrador ears.
“Would you like to hang out here while I run off to grab some pamphlets?” Sherry asks you with a twinkle in her eye, giving you an option to hang out with these three alone.
“Sure,” you nod, watching as she spins on her heel and walks in the direction of the office.
You turn back to the three dog men who quickly invite you to sit and hang out. Chris is quick to talk, adept at conversation making you laugh at some anecdote or other. Ethan’s a little more subdued, reminding you of yourself, chiming in every now and then. He seems to help reign Chris in when he gets a little too enthusiastic.
Leon, although he talks less than Chris, constantly draws your attention. You don’t know if it’s cheesy puns or his overly cynical jabs (which Chris takes offense to and then Ethan’s breaking up their growling and snapping), but you have a good feeling about him. So by the time Sherry makes her way back with some actually helpful pamphlets, your mind is all made up.
“It was so nice meeting you all,” you wave cheerfully, following Sherry back to the front.
“Well, any lucky candidates?” Sherry asks with poorly hidden enthusiasm.
“Yep,” you smile at her, happy with your choice, “I’d love to take in Leon, if he’s fine with it of course.”
“I’m sure he will be!” she enthuses, clapping her hands, “he’s been here the longest so I’m so happy to see someone finally pick him!”
“Really?” you look back through the door right before it shuts, “I’m surprised.”
“Eh,” she waves you off, leading you over to a different section, “he’s just grumpy,” she pauses and looks around before whispering, “people come in, pick him out, then being him back after the trial week. Always the same, he’s too sarcastic, too grumpy, they just want a younger dog.”
Your heart cracks after hearing that, determination blazing through the sadness, “Well that’s not happening this time.”
Sherry looks at you, eyes contemplative before grinning, “I think you two will be a good fit!”
She has you hang out in her office as she prints some documents to put in a Manila folder for you to take home.
“You’re all set,” she leads you out the back to the parking lot, “your background check should clear in about three days and we’ll call to set up a time to have Leon do a trial stay at your place.”
You hesitate but push through to ask, “Is it okay if I come by tomorrow? I’d like to make sure Leon is fine with it, too.”
Sherry looks a little teary eyed as she quickly nods, “Of course, please do. I think he’s gonna be perfectly happy with ya though.”
You bid your goodbyes and you get in your car to head home. It’s not that far of a drive, luckily, and since it’s on the other part of town there’s no crazy traffic. You’re home lounging on the couch in no time, texting your friend Heather all the details. Once you send her the link to Leon’s profile, she does not shut up about him.
Rolling your eyes, you close your phone and start reading through the folder. It’s all pretty basic info on how to care for a hybrid; they’re pretty much like a person, just a little less adept at some things. They can hold a job if they wish but more seem to choose the pet lifestyle.
Gazing down at Leon’s profile photo, you just really wanna take care of him. Show him that not all owners are complete douchebags.
The next day passes quickly and by the time works over, you’re tired but buzzing—excited to get to the adoption place and meet up with Leon again.
Sherry greets you again, just as enthusiastic as before. She leads you over to one of the cubicle partitioned rooms and raps her knuckles on the side.
“Leon, she’s here,” her voice sing songs.
“Have fun,” she pats your arm and turns back the way you both came.
Leon’s nice enough to you, but you can tell he’s acting very closed off—keeping all of the conversation pretty baseline and shallow. No matter how grumpy and gruff he’s acting, you’re literally showering him with enthusiasm. You show him pictures of your house (including the room that’s all his, if he wants it or you can work something else out).
You ask him tons of questions, but he only answers a few. A few times you say something that makes him smother a smile or a laugh making your heart flutter in your chest. Right before it’s time to go, you’re shifting on your feet at the opening of his room.
“I know I’ve asked a million times, but are you good with living with me? I promise I really won’t push it if not,” you smile shyly, “I’d be super bummed though.”
His blue eyes watch you, unreadable for a moment before he smirks, “Hey beats being here,” he raises his voice a little, “plus I won’t have to deal with deadbeat rotties.”
The partition wall next to you rattles and you see Chris looming over it to glare at Leon.
“I’ll be glad to see you go, tomorrow can’t get here soon enough.”
“Tomorrow?” you ask quizzically.
Leon looks a little sheepish but shrugs easily, “Pretty sure they pushed it through this afternoon.”
“Oh,” you beam, feeling giddy all over, “that’s great! I’ll be here as soon as works over! Oh! And then we have the whole weekend to get you settled in, this is going to be so much fun!”
Chris and Leon both look amused as you finish rambling, now feeling bashful for coming on too strong.
You fidget before clearing your throat, “C-can I pet your ears?”
Chris’ eyebrows raise and he grins at Leon, “Can’t believe you, Kennedy; she hasn’t got to pet you yet?” he tilts his head toward you, while looking at Leon, “you can pet me, ma’am.”
Leon steps between you two and snarls at him making Chris laugh and drop back down behind his wall. He walks closer to you, lowering his head due to his height.
You smile sweetly making him blush as you softly run your hands through his hair before coming up to rub his soft sandy colored ears. He shivers and headbuts your shoulder, silently asking for more. Stifling the giggle that wants to escape, you use both hands to pet and rub his soft ears.
“You’re such a good boy,” you murmur not really thinking.
He whines a little and nuzzles into your neck making the giggle you were suppressing come bubbling out. He noses against your skin, huffing warm breaths as you continue to pet him.
“You’re so sweet, Leon, I’m happy you’re coming home with me,” you keep your voice low and soothing.
He only chuffs against your neck, rough tongue coming out to lap at your skin before he’s pulling away. You smile at him as Sherry turns the corner.
“Sorry to cut this short, but we’re closing soon. Good news is you and Leon leave out from here together tomorrow,” she hands you yet another folder filled with information.
You take the folder and wave to Leon who moved back over to his bed, “See you tomorrow, Leon.”
He just gives you a little wave as Sherry leads you back to the front. She sees you out the door with a smile and a promise to be the one to help you out.
Once you get home, you pace your living room. You feel like you have so much to do but don’t know where to start. Texting Heather, she tells you to chill out and actually sit down. Laughing to yourself about how well she knows you, you collapse onto your couch just realizing how tired you actually feel.
Your phone dings with a new text from Heather. Honestly, ever since you told her your idea, she’s been sending you cute puppy videos. They’ve been full of all types of pets getting along with their owners doing silly things together. It honestly helped you cement your plan on picking an older dogman since you rarely saw any in those videos.
This text, however, was sent with the cryptic ‘to fill in those lonely hours 😜’ and knowing her sense of humor you’re kinda worried about the link.
Knick Knack Paddywhack sounds kinda cheesy but you definitely didn’t expect porn to be on the other side of that link.
At first you don’t even realize that’s what it is; it starts off pretty tame in general and before you know it this female owner is being mandhandled face down onto the couch as this huge, buff mandog is mounting her from behind.
“Yeah you’ve been fucking gagging for this doggy’s dick huh?”
You really should exit from the video but some dark horny part of your brain is too entranced by what’s happening to even move. Distantly, you notice that his dick looks exactly like a human male’s just with the addition of a knot at the base. He fucks her roughly, stretching her out and forcing his cock deep in her wet pussy.
The dirty talk is really what’s making you go a little cross eyed with arousal.
“Oh fuck yeah, knot me, breed my little pussy.”
“You want that? Wanna be my pretty bitch always on her hands and knees?”
“Unh unh yeah, make me your bitch. Wanna have your pups.”
You watch in mounting curiosity and arousal and shame as the camera shows her cunt take his entire knot, sealing them together as he ruts through her climax.
Quickly exiting before the video can go further, you drop your head in your hands. Your panties are soaked, making your thighs feel tacky. In a daze, you move off the couch and head into the bathroom to take a shower. Your thoughts are a whirlwind.
You’ve honestly never given it any thought about inter species relationships; you’ve heard about them sure, but only in passing and never any details. Now, you literally can’t stop thinking about that mandog dominating his ‘owner’ and knotting her. Shivering, your nipples pebble under the warm water.
Leon’s gruff voice and handsome face swim into your thoughts making your clit pulse with your heartbeat. Would he—
You shake your head vigorously. Nope, not going there. You’re gonna shower and then go to bed, maybe watch a cartoon or something to keep your thoughts G rated.
All of that’s easier said than done, but you somehow manage and before you know it you’re waking up the next morning, excited to go pick up Leon and bring him home.
It’s pretty anticlimactic once you leave work and pick Leon up; Sherry had everything at the front ready to go with Leon just standing next to her. She leads him out to the car with you carrying the essentials, stowing them in the trunk while she unclips his collar and leash.
“Please keep us updated,” she ruffles Leon’s hair making him bat her hands away with an eye roll, “we love seeing our pups flourish.”
“Not a pup,” he grouses, climbing into the backseat and shutting the door.
Sherry laughs, “I’ll miss him but I’m more happy he’s leaving.”
“Thank you so much for everything,” you shake her hand, “and I promise to stop by every now and again with updates.”
She walks back inside as you climb into your car. Looking at Leon in the rear view mirror as he stares out the window moodily, you crank the car and slowly leave the lot.
“Do you need anything before we get home?” you ask, breaking the quiet.
He shakes his head no making his ears flop. You hide your smile and turn your attention back to the road. Once home, Leon settles in seamlessly; he takes the bedroom you offer but after the second night has made a little bed for himself in your room, tucked into the corner. When you asked, concerned he wasn’t happy with his room, he just gave you the short reply of needing to make sure you’re safe.
You didn’t push it but let him know he’s more than welcome to tell you if he’s unhappy with anything.
Days passed into weeks which quickly became months. Leon made himself right at home and now you really couldn’t picture your life without the dogman. It was nice coming home after a long day and be greeted with someone so happy to see you. Although Leon is still pretty stunted with showing affection, you usually can convince him to snuggle you on the couch and let you pet him til his tail wags.
He’s really particular about having his tail touched so you don’t pry or push, more than happy to just pet his head and ears.
Today when you get home for work and enter the house, Leon’s beelining straight for you, burying his face in your neck.
“TGIF huh,” you laugh, petting his ears making him whine.
“Missed you so much,” he breaths in your smell, tongue lapping up your neck to your jaw, stubble tickling your skin.
He licks across your mouth once making you jerk back but he quickly follows, raspy tongue licking over your lips and chin.
“Leon—“
You try to tell him to stop as you push at his shoulders but that just gives him the leverage to lick into your mouth. You keep pushing at him while you take a step back to make him stop, but your legs get tangled and you both fall back on the entryway carpet.
Leon still hasn’t let up, and since you were more worried about making sure neither of you hurt yourselves when tripping, he’s drooling and licking into your mouth making you whine and push harder at his shoulders.
He shifts until he’s between your legs and rocks down against the apex of your thighs. Grunting, he shoves your skirt up and tears your panties in half. One of his broad hands, grabs your flailing arms by the wrists and pins them to your chest.
Finally he pulls away from your swollen mouth, licking his way down to your neck again.
“Leon, stop being such a bad boy,” you gasp out, “what’s gotten into you?”
“Heat,” he sniffs against your neck before lightly licking the skin again, “need you so bad.”
You’re in a daze as you feel his bulge grinding against your bare pussy, slick starting to slowly drip out of your hole. As much as you protest, you’re really getting off on this, on Leon losing control and wanting to fuck you.
“T-there are heat toys the center gave me,” you try to cut this off before you both go too far, “you can use those.”
He growls and nips your neck making you whimper.
“Don’t wanna knotting toy,” his growling is getting deeper as he grinds against you harder, “only wanna knot my pretty owner.”
“Oh fuck,” you moan as he rubs against your clit just right.
Your mind flashes back to that video you saw months ago, hips bucking up into Leon imagining him mounting you in the same way.
“Leon, s’bad, we shouldn’t—ngh, fuck!”
He pulls completely away from you and buries his nose in your pussy, raspy tongue eagerly licking up the slick dripping out of you.
He growls and looks up at you as he mouths across your swollen clit, letting his rough tongue lap at the bundle of nerves til you’re keening and spreading your legs for him.
He smirks, “That’s a good little owner, let me taste your sweet little pussy. Fuck, been smelling you for ages and now I can finally eat you out as much as I want.”
“Leon, you’re being such a bad boy right now,” you hiccup a whine, thighs straining to stay open.
“Nah,” he kisses hour clit and softy licks it over and over and over, “you’re just being a bad girl, need me to put you in your place.”
You whine as he goes back to tongue fucking into your fluttering walls. Reaching down, you softly grasp his hair and rock against his mouth. He grunts and somehow shoves his face even more into your soaked cunt, greedily lapping at you with his rough tongue.
The arguments you should make die on your tongue as Leon uses his to make you shiver and shake, goosebumps trailing along your body. With a low keening moan, you relax against him, letting him use that rough tongue to lick your cunt until you’re bucking up into his mouth.
He keeps you there, pinned to the entryway carpet as he eats you out for hours, never letting you cum once. By the time your bleary eyes take in the street lamps through your window, Leon’s pulling away from your slick pussy making you whine.
“Leon, we shouldn’t,” your pussy throbs, entire body strung tight from your denied orgasms.
“Have to,” his eyes are so dilated they look black, “don’t you wanna help me? Just need it one time.”
He looms over you, forearms caging in your head, his jaw and mouth covered in wetness as he grinds his dick against your mound. Glancing down you take in just how big Leon is; he’s so hard the head is peaking through his foreskin, dripping precum all over your thighs. Then, right at his base, you can see the beginnings of a knot forming which makes your pussy ache with want.
You’re nodding up at him, belatedly answering his question, “Yeah, I wanna help you,” your hands come up to pet his hair, “wanna help my good boy.”
He yanks your blouse off, seams popping and tearing until it’s in shreds around you then snaps your bra off and tosses it away. His mouth eagerly licks and nips at your pebbled nipples making you gasp.
“Gonna make you feel so good, breed this hot pussy.”
With a growl, Leon flips you over onto your stomach, hands going to your hips to raise your ass up. You try to push up onto your arms, but his broad palm pushes on the middle of your back shoving your upper body down.
You rock your hips back although there’s not much room from how he’s laying on top of you, back pinned to his broad hairy chest as his cock rubs against your drippy cunt.
“You wanna breed me?” you tease making him growl and snap at the nape of your neck, “wanna knot my pussy?”
He buries the first few inches of his cock in your pussy making you squeal and arch away. His hands move to keep your hips still as pulls out to thrust back in, sinking his cock all the way inside of you making you squirm in place with a cry.
“Think it’s funny?” his tone sounds mean as he ruts his fat cock deeper into your pussy making you wince and try to move away again.
He clucks his tongue and tightly squeezes your hips, “No little owner, you wanted it and you’re gonna get it. Show you how I breed bitches that need a knot.”
“Oh god,” you whine as he bullies his cock even further into your cunt, “Leon s’too much, you won’t fit, I wasn’t made to—“
“This pussy was made for cock,” he scoffs down at you making your body hot all over from his words, “just gotta break you in first; I’ll have you begging for me to knot you.”
His mocking is only making you wetter, pussy walls clenching and pulsing around his cock.
“S’too much,” you finally gasp out, not stopping yourself from rocking back against his slow thrusts, “shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Yeah?” he snorts, “think it’s dirty? Think it’s wrong to want me to fuck you? I bet this entire time you’ve been thinking, Oh please Leon need your big doggy dick to stuff my needy little pussy.”
You moan loudly at his crude words as he laughs.
“Like I thought. You like it you dirty little slut. Like my thick doggy cock filling you up?”
“Leon no,” you whimper, eyes rolling back as he grinds against that spongy spot in your cunt that has you moaning nonstop, “s’dirty ‘n you don’t even have a dog di—“
“Shut up,” his canines nip at your skin making you keen, “gotta teach this little pussy who’s the real master here.”
You gasp and keen as Leon stretches your pussy out on his large cock, bottoming out constantly making your cunt clamp down on him from the pain of his tip knocking against your cervix.
Like earlier, he keeps you pinned to the carpet and slowly fucks your pussy for what feels like hours all while talking filth to you.
“Mmm knew your pussy would be so good, been humping my fist waiting for my heat so I can fill you up.”
“My sexy fucking owner, letting me knot her pussy, breed her full of my pups.”
“I know, I’m so big for this tiny little pussy but doesn’t it feel so good? So nice and stretched out?”
“Leon,” you keen hands scrabbling at the floor, mouth drooling everywhere, “my knees hurt.”
He pauses and gently eases himself out of your cunt. Not giving you time to breathe, he already has you hoisted over his shoulder and carries you into your room. Tossing you onto the bed, he’s back on top of you in a flash burying his dick inside your sopping wet pussy.
You look down and whine to see the belly bulge his fat cock makes inside your body.
“Nice and snug,” Leon licks your cheek, “gonna be so tight on my knot.”
“It’s not gonna fit,” you whine up at him, nails digging into to his forearms so hard they’re bleeding.
You’re already so full, pussy feeling like it’s stretched to the limit, but his knot is pressing against your soaked hole making you rock down into it.
“Sure it will, little owner,” he laughs, voice gravelly and deep making you shudder and relax around his dick, hole giving just a little around his knot, “that’s why I licked you open so good earlier.”
You moan as he licks across your cheek, “Tongued you deep until you were practically squirting in my mouth.”
“Leon, oh fuck,” you hiccup a moan, tears slipping down your face.
“So good for me, prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen and it’s all mine,” he grunts, grinding against your fluttering pussy walls as his drippy tip knocks against your cervix, “my owner and her fat pussy are all mine.”
“Leon,” you gasp, “you can’t say that.”
“Sure I can,” he huffs warm air against your neck, his canine teeth nipping at your skin, “I’m gonna knot your tiny pussy and breed you. Give you my pups.”
“Nooo,” you whimper, pussy pulsing and clamping around his cock, knot continuing to press inside.
“Gonna mount my pretty owner like this every day,” he kisses your neck before licking his way back up to your mouth, “mount my little bitch and give her wet needy cunt my knot.”
“‘M not your bitch,” you finally gasp out around his tongue as he drools and licks into your mouth, “this can’t happen again, Leon.”
“Okay,” he chuckles, “gonna make me use that toy? That fake little plastic pussy? Y’gonna let me knot it in front of you, knowing what I feel like now? I don’t think so little owner.”
He pulls out and flips you over on your stomach, yanking your hips up so your ass is raised, head still down on the mattress.
“Should be able to fit it this way,” he slaps your ass and you whine, fingers twisting in the sheets.
His cock plunges back into your sopping wet cunt over and over; his knot teasing you on every thrust until he slowly grinds deep into your fluttering walls.
“I’m gonna put it in this time, knot you nice and deep,” he pants against your shoulder, mouth drooling all over your skin making you shiver, “gonna knock you up, breed you til it takes.”
You moan and press back against him, mind slow and hazy. He pulls back and then presses forward slowly but insistently and you wail as his knot breaches your clenching hole. His cock’s filling you up so much it feels like he’s in the bottom of your throat.
“Oh fuck, I’m cumming,” you whimper, pussy gushing around his impossibly huge dick, walls milking his knot repeatedly as he just continues to grind into your cunt.
“Feels good,” he slurs, licking over your neck and shoulders, “pussy squeezing me so tight.”
You moan weakly, pussy pulsing around his dick as he continues to grind his hips into your ass.
“Gonna spill deep inside my pretty little owner and she just has to take it,” he chuffs against your neck, groaning as he humps deeper into your cunt.
His grunts taper off into low growls as he rocks harder against you.
“Gonna fuck my pups into you,” he’s snarling into your ear, saliva dripping down the shell onto your jaw making you mewl, “keep this pussy plugged up with my cum all the time—oh.”
He bites down on your shoulder, sharp teeth breaking your skin making you whine as your body burns with pleasure at the pain. You can fill as hot cum floods your pussy, Leon grunting as he keeps humping against your ass while his knot locks you two together.
His fingers slip from your hip over to your swollen clit and he roughly rubs against the sensitive bud until you’re crying and whining, pussy cumming around his cock again.
“There we go, such a good owner,” Leon chuckles in your ear, before dipping down to lick over the bite he left, “mmm milk me, want you so full it’s spilling out.”
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You lay there underneath him, feeling exhausted but content. It’s been several hours at this point and you feel like you’re on another plane of existence. Leon has fucked you better than anyone before and you’re definitely addicted to his knot.
Reaching back, your hand finds his hair and pushing up higher you pet behind his soft fuzzy ears.
“S’good,” he mouths against your shoulder as he ruts inside your knot plugged pussy.
Shuddering as his fingers tease against your clit drawing another weak orgasm from your spent body, you whimper and press even closer to Leon.
“Gonna take such good care of you, little owner,” he kisses you shoulder, “by the time my heat’s over, you’re gonna be my needy little pup.”
Your pussy tightens around him at his words making him whine and nuzzle into your neck. As you lay together, you let your mind drift into a hazy fog. Once Leon’s able to, he gently pulls out of your sore cunt, cum oozing out of your hole.
His rough tongue licks across your cheek as he rolls you onto your back.
“So pretty,” he says to himself as he kisses and bites his way down to your chest.
He laps a path to the swell of your breasts and then softly suckles a hard nipple into his mouth. With a groan, he tugs the hard bud with his teeth before sucking harshly and releasing it with a pop. His mouth drifts over to repeat the same process to the other hard nipple, then moves back; repeatedly teasing your breasts until you’re squirming and whining, grabbing onto his hair to have something to hold onto.
He finally pulls away with a growl, eyes dark and heated as he noses at your breastbone, “Smell so good.”
He drags his mouth down your body, eagerly licking and biting at your skin until he finally reaches your puffy mound and clit.
“Taste good too,” his stubbled jaw tickles where he scrapes it against your thigh, “love licking your pussy all over.”
He follows his word by licking a broad stripe across your cum coated pussy, groaning as he brings his hands up to spread your cunt open. His rough tongue laps at your clit in quick little strokes before dipping into your creamy slicked hole. He laps and lathes his tongue all over your pussy, sucking at your clit before dragging his mouth over to your thighs.
“Gonna mark you up, little owner,” he chuffs against your skin, eyes staring up at you with his tail wagging excitedly behind him.
“Leon,” you whimper.
Your fingers twist in the sheets as you cry out. His teeth are buried in the meat of your inner thigh making your clit throb with need. He sucks harshly at the skin, digging in harder when your thigh trembles under his mouth.
With a grunt, he lets go but then sinks his teeth into your opposite thigh; this one closer to your pussy, making you buck up into his mouth with a gasp. He hums in satisfaction, lips and teeth working at your skin until it’s sore and bruised.
He pulls back with a grin, “You’re even more pretty now.”
“Feel pretty,” you murmur, eyes glassy with arousal.
He pants excitedly, hands grasping your thighs to hold you open as he licks and drools all over your pussy. You arch, his mouth making you rock up into the feeling as he noisily eats you out. Letting go of the sheets, your hands reach for his head and accidentally grab onto his ears. He snarls and fucks his raspy tongue up into your fluttering cunt, pressing you down even further so he can lick into you more.
He pulls himself away before you can cum making you whine.
“Please, Leon, ‘m so close, be a goody boy and make me cum,” you pout at him, tears pricking at your eyes.
He crawls up your body, pressing your hands down with his as he rubs his thick cock against your pussy. His head glides through your slick folds til he’s bumping against you clit making you spread your legs wide.
“You can cum on my knot,” he kisses you, all drool and spit, “wanna mount you again.”
You shudder underneath him and easily let him roll you over. Raising your ass up, you spread your thighs for better leverage.
“Like this?” you ask a little shy now.
“Perfect,” he groans, dragging his rough palms down your back to slap you ass, “my pretty owner and her pretty pussy ‘n it’s all mine.”
He sinks his cock into your willing cunt inch by inch, licking and biting at your nape as he rocks himself deeper into you.
“Gonna breed you so good,” he mutters into your skin, “pussy made for my fat cock, isn’t it? Made to take my knot.”
“Uh huh,” you slur, pussy pulsing and fluttering around his dick as he slowly thrusts into your spasming walls.
He chuffs and bites your neck a little harder as he snaps his hips hard against your ass. His hand moves from your back to your pussy, softly rubbing and teasing across your swollen clit.
“Sweet fucking pussy,” he snorts, nose burying itself in your hair, “squeezing me so tight, know it needs a knot.”
“Give it to me, Leon,” you moan loudly, “knot my pussy, please, want it so bad, feels so good.”
His teeth latch onto back of your neck and he pounds into your squelching cunt, knot catching on the rim of your pussy with every thrust.
“Knot me, Leon, knot me, please, need it,” you’re chanting under your breath , eyes fluttering as your orgasm is fast approaching.
He can’t say anything with his mouth biting into your neck, but his fingers circle your clit faster, pinching it just right between his fingers making you shake under him.
“Fuck, right there, please Leon, fuck me,” you rock back against him, wanting his knot to be inside your pussy already, “fuck me, give it to me, give me your knot. Wanna be your little bitch.”
He lets go of your neck with a low howl as he shoves his knot past your twitching hole and ruts hard in your cunt, fat tip grinding against your cervix so hard it’s going to bruise.
You squeal as he tweaks your clit making your pussy clamp down like a vice around his knot as you cum so hard you see fireworks. Your walls rhythmically milk his cock as he grinds and ruts into your hole.
“G’nna cum,” he whimpers, sounding drunk.
“Mmm,” you squirm against him, feeling as hot pulses of jizz fill your pussy.
He grunts as he spills deep inside you, spurt after spurt of sticky cum shooting out against your cervix as his knot keeps your cunt nice and full.
“Gonna give you my pups,” he licks at the bite wound on your neck and then the one he gave your shoulder when this all first started.
“Fuck,” you mewl, thighs tightening as his fingers go back to teasing and circling your clit.
“Cum for me, little owner,” he goads in your ear, “show me how much you want me to breed this needy pussy.. again and again. And again.”
His fingers circle your clit, the rough pads rubbing you just right making you climax around his cock for the second time that round. You shiver and moan as he keeps teasing your swollen bud.
“Good girl, so good,” he nips your ear, “my own little pet.”
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Infatuation
Stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader
sequel to Kiss & Tell - for @nvoirs of course 😉
Warnings: 18+ MDNI, stepcest, pussy eating, cum eating, slight hair pulling, spit kink, pussy slapping/spanking, dirty talk, degradation, name calling, fingerfucking, squirting, masturbating, scratching, nipple play 😏, ball sucking, facial, praise, unprotected sex, creampie, feelings 🥹
title from Infatuation by I Don’t Know How But The Found Me
Leon carries you into the bathroom and sets you on your feet in the shower.
“S’gonna be cold,” you scrunch your nose as Leon flips on the taps for the shower.
“It’ll warm up quick,” he winks, turning to go shut and lock the door.
Walking back, he steps into the tub with you and closes the shower curtain, bodily blocking the water.
“There,” he smooths his hands down your arms, “I’ll move once it’s warm for you.”
Appreciation thrums warmly in your chest and makes you smile at him, watching as his sandy blonde hair darkens with the water.
“Thank you,” stepping forward, you tilt your head up, offering your mouth to him in a kiss.
“Of course, princess,” his low voice creates goosebumps as he dips his head down to press your lips together.
Sighing into the kiss, Leon slips his tongue inside to lap against your own, sucking the slick muscle into his mouth before pulling away with a quick bite to your lower lip. Spinning you around, he swaps places with you, letting the now warm water sluice down your body making you gasp.
“Now, didn’t I promise to eat that pretty little cunt, sis?”
“Yess,” you drag out your reply while he kneels down in front of you, blue eyes locked on yours.
Flicking his gaze down, he uses his thumbs to spread your pussy lips, baring your cunt to the steamy air. You can still feel the creamy mixture dripping from your hole only to fall into the bottom of the tub and swirl down the drain.
“Fuck, look at this messy little cunt,” he mutters to himself, eyes dilating until the blue is nearly gone, “I love filling you up.”
Leaning forward, he spits on the hood of your clit, using one of his fingers to smear it across the sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Gonna lick and kiss this sweet little princess pussy til she’s fucking gushing,” he promises, parting his lips to run his tongue up your cunt, flicking your pudgy clit on the end.
Shuddering, your hands move down to tangle in his soaked hair, roots darker than the rest as he presses his face into your pussy, tongue lapping at your drooling hole. With a low groan, he licks his own cum from your slick cunt, tongue fluttering deeper into your hole with every thrust of the muscle.
“Taste like mine,” he growls out, pulling away to spit on your spread open cunt, “got me hard again, baby sis.”
You whimper, eyes dragging down his wet and naked body, skipping past his abs to see his fat uncut cock bobbing between his thick thighs.
“Leon,” you mewl, pulling his hair and bucking your hips against his face.
“Mmm yeah, hump my face, baby,” he moves his hands to grab the fat of your ass and pull your cunt into his hungry mouth.
You lean your head back, water from the shower head running down your heaving chest as you pant wantonly.
Leon’s tongue slips up from your hole to circle and lap at your sensitive bundle of nerves. He sucks the swollen bud into his mouth with a moan, tongue flattening against it. Rolling your hips, you whine at the perfect pressure on your pudgy clit, little bolts of electric arousal pulsing through your body.
“Big brother,” your nails scratch along his scalp making him groan into your cunt.
He moves his head away and he chuckles meanly when you try to pull him back.
“I’m gonna do what I want, baby sis, so stay still,” he nips at your thigh, one hand slipping around to cup your pussy, middle finger pressing against your wet heat.
He pulls his finger out until it rests at the edge of your hole, moving his mouth closer until you can feel his lips press on your slick cunt. You watch and feel as he spits messily inside your pussy, pulling back to smirk at your low disbelieving moan. He leans forward and flutters his tongue into your leaking cunt, spitting noisily into your hole until it’s spilling back out around his lips.
“Gotta get this tight pretty cunt ready for my fingers, princess,” he chuckles derisively as you whimper and tug on his hair, “what a dirty slut, getting off on her big brother spitting in her hot little pussy.”
“Leon!” You mewl brokenly, tears beading at your waterline from the hot burst of arousal pulsing in your clit and sending chills all over your body, “I’m- I don’t— it’s so much.”
You’re not even able to articulate the sheer want overtaking your mind, eyes still watching as Leon grins at you, the faux innocent look making your nipples tighten in anticipation.
“Aww, don’t worry, big brother’s here to take care of you,” his hot breath washes over your soaked pussy, tongue darting out to lick up your slit.
He pulls back and spanks your mound hard.
“Say thank you, little sis,” his eyes narrow up at you, “or I might just tease you all night.”
“T-thank you, big brother,” you whisper, water almost drowning out your voice— but Leon hears it, humming agreeably before sucking your clit back into his mouth.
He braces his palm above your cunt and uses his thumb to pull back the hood of your clit. His tongue softly kitten licks the swollen bud, soft ohhhs spilling from your throat to echo off the bathroom walls as you roll your hips into the soft caress.
“Good girl,” he croons before spitting a hot glob of saliva onto your pussy, “so good for me, baby.”
With a groan, he shoves his tongue into your fluttering hole, grinding his nose against your clit as he eats you out eagerly. He sporadically spits up into your cunt, chuckling every time as you moan from how dirty it makes you feel.
“I’m c-close, Leon,” you stutter out, hands cupping his jaw when he pulls away, tongue lathing against your clit as he sits back on his haunches.
“Mmm, then let me see if I can make you squirt,” he smirks, face slick with arousal while his middle and ring finger press against your hole, “I don’t think it’ll take much, this pretty princess cunt is fucking dripping.”
“Please, big brother,” you hiccup a whine, “w’nna cum so bad.”
Using his free hand, he pets across your thigh before tapping it, helping you lift that leg over his shoulder to open up your cunt further.
“Fuck me,” he whispers to himself, fingers sinking easily into your soaked hole, “love your hot little pussy.”
Moaning, you try to stay still and keep your balance as Leon’s fingers curve upwards to rub against the spongy spot at the front of your cunt.
“Tight as hell,” he remarks, eyes glued to the apex of your thighs, “c’mon, cream my fingers, baby. Squirt all over your boyfriend’s face.”
“Leon!” You wail, body shuddering all over from his words, pussy walls clamping down on his fingers, slick dripping down his fingers and off his bent wrist; the tight band of arousal in your abdomen so very close to snapping.
“That’s it, cum for me, show big brother how wet he gets this sexy pussy,” he groans, fingers rubbing and pressing against your g-spot as his thumb softly glides across your clit.
A few more passes of his fingers inside your cunt sets off your orgasm like a bomb detonating in your body. Not able to move without falling, your back rounds you forward, hands scratching Leon’s back hard enough to leave marks. Your hole gushes slick, pushing his fingers out of your body as your pussy pulses and clenches around nothing while you keep cumming.
He sucks your clit into his mouth with a low hum, making you scream at the overstimulation. Your nails dig into his back even deeper and he hisses at the pain, the hand that he’d been fingering you with dropping down to his cock. Stroking the swollen length, he tilts his back, sighing at the slight relief from his slick coated palm as he fists his cock. Shakily, you move your leg off of his shoulder, now standing unsteadily on both feet.
“Goddamn that was hot,” he pants, eyes so dilated they look black as he looks up into your dazed expression, “spit in my mouth, sweetheart, ‘m close to busting a nut.”
White hot arousal makes your clit throb. Leon never asks you to spit on him; it’s always him doing it to you. Catching the motion of his hand, your attention drops down to watch as he fucks his fist, thick cock slipping in and out of the tight tunnel of his fingers while the muscles in his forearms shift. Your hands shift from his clawed up back to his shoulders as he lolls his tongue out.
You drop your mouth open, letting a line of spit fall from your tongue down onto his. His chest rumbles with a low moan while he tugs you closer.
“Make it messy,” he pants against your lips, “fucking spit on me you little slut.”
Even though Leon just made you cum so hard you squirted, slick wets your pussy with fresh arousal at his words. Pulling back, you spit on his mouth, the hot liquid hitting the corner of his lips and dripping off.
He laughs a mean low sound, “Good girl, now spit on my cock so I can jerk off faster.”
Nodding, you work your tongue around your mouth before drooling saliva down onto his dick while he holds it steady, cupped in his palm. He smears your spit over his cock, grunting as it throbs in his hand. You shift down onto your knees in front of him, hands skating up his twitching stomach to his chest.
“What’re you doing?” His question comes out in a gasp as your fingers ghost over his soft pink nipples.
“Oh fuck,” he huffs out a pained noise, but you see his cock leaking precum as he grips the base.
“S’this okay?” Your breath comes out shaky as your fingers slowly circle his hardening nipples.
“God,” his head falls back, showing off his adams apple when he swallows heavily, “didn’t realize how sensitive— fuck.”
You tweak his pink buds and bite your lip hard as his cock blurts out a sticky rope of cum onto his fist.
“Fuck, g’nna make me cum from this,” his hips flex as he rocks into his hand, fucking the slick tunnel of spit and precum.
Your clit throbs in time with your heartbeat, eyes watching him shiver and grunt while you play with his nipples. Pinching one bud while you roll the opposite has his eyelashes fluttering, mouth dropping open with a whine. You can’t stop staring at how hard his cock has gotten, fat tip drooling precum everywhere.
Mouth watering, your eyes snap back up to his face, a half formed thought spilling from your lips.
“Can I suck your cock?”
His eyebrows raise in surprise for a split second before he grins at you, “Yeah? Wanna get that slutty tongue on my dick, lick me clean?”
Eyes drooping as he speaks, you nod, sucking your bottom lip into your mouth. His rough laugh makes you press the dough of your thighs together.
“How about… sucking my balls, princess? Think we’d both like that better,” he shifts back into the basin of the tub, spreading his thighs and lifting his cock.
Maneuvering into a better position, you kneel between his legs, pressing a trail light kisses across his body. You place a brief kiss to the base of his cock before your lips drift down to his balls, lightly kissing and licking at the soft skin.
“Ohh, good girl,” he relaxes against the tub, cock kicking against his leg, “nice and easy, let me really get a feel for that sweet tongue.”
Moaning, you suck one of his balls into your mouth, tongue swirling and lapping against it before you pull away with a soft pop. You repeat the same thing to the opposite one before pulling away and licking up the seam of his sac. Open mouthed kisses let you dart your tongue out against his balls before you try and fit them both into your mouth.
“Fuck me,” he groans, “don’t think they’re gonna fit, little sis, but keep trying, y’look hot as hell.”
He slowly strokes his cock but then drops his hands down onto your head, bringing you so close to his squishy sac that your nose presses against the bottom of his dick.
“Warm that cum up, princess, wanna bust a hot load all over your face,” he growls out, eyes watching you heatedly.
Mewling, the vibrations make his stomach clench, one hand moving up to stroke his cock so fast it’s a blur.
“Right there, keep your slutty mouth right on my balls as I cum all over your fucking face,” he grits out, hips rocking as he jerks himself off.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he mutters under his breath.
You feel his balls tighten in your mouth, sac pulsing under you tongue as his cock spurts hot thick cum all over your face and down his shaft. It drips across the bridge of your nose, more spilling down his dick to slip off your lips as you softly suckle on his sac.
“God that’s good,” he grabs the back of your neck and pulls you away, “wish I could take a picture, so pretty, little sis.”
Instead of wiping it away, he smears his jizz across your lips, thumb pressing into your mouth.
“Bet your pretty pussy is begging for a nice thick load like this,” he murmurs, eyes narrowed gleefully, “after we wash you off, I’ll stuff that messy wet hole til it’s leaking my cum.”
Whining, you suck on his thumb, cleaning off his spend and running your tongue around the digit. Leon slowly stands up before placing his hands under your arms and helping you up as well. Pins and needles rush through your legs making you slump against him.
“You okay?” His hands run down your back.
You nod against his chest, “Yeah, my legs are asleep kinda.”
He hums and kneels in front of you again. Softly massaging the muscles, he glides his hands across each of your legs, working out the tingly feeling until you can stand up straight.
“Better?”
You cup his face in your hands and smile, leaning down to kiss his nose.
“Much better.”
He joins you back under the shower spray, tilting your face into the water to clean off the rest of his cum. Leaning around you, he grabs his soap, lathering his hands up before running it down and across your shoulders. He spins you out of the water so he can wash you off without the soap rinsing away too quickly.
The warm water sliding down his back makes him hiss under his breath. Turning his head to look, he snorts a laugh at the scratches you left behind. Leon nuzzles his face against the side of your neck as he runs his hands down your sides. His soapy hands move across your ribs to cup your breasts in each hand.
“Got me good, princess,” he murmurs against the shell of your ear, “maybe should start calling you kitten, hmm?”
The tenuous grasp you had on yourself frays even more as Leon tweaks and pinches your nipples before squeezing the soft fat of your breasts. You moan reedily, the sound spilling from your throat before you can think twice. The soap makes it easier for him to touch and tease your stiff peaks, fingers circling your areola before flicking across your hard nipples.
“Feels good?” He hums cockily, kissing the side of your neck, “so sensitive aren’t they?”
“Can say the same for you, big brother,” you snark back, so turned on its making you frustrated.
He quickly pulls one hand away, the flat of his fingers coming down in a stinging slap against your mound and swollen clit. That same arm wraps around your waist to keep you from falling as your legs buckle.
“Behave,” his baritone rumbles against your back, “and stand up, little slut.”
Knees as weak as a newborn foal, you let Leon help you back onto your feet with him supporting most of your weight. Once you're steady against him, he lets go of your waist, fingers trailing down your belly until he’s cupping your pussy.
“She’s so swollen and wet,” he praises in your ear, fingers teasing along your slit before parting your pussy lips to rub against your slick hole, “feels like she’s ready for big brother to stuff her full.”
Gasping, your hips arch into his hand, “Please, Leon, please, need you so much. Need your cock, big brother.”
He bites down on your shoulder, teeth digging into the muscle while he grinds his stiffening cock against your ass.
“Eager little sis,” his lips brush across the bite mark left behind, “here, let me give you the tip for now.”
His right hand grabs onto your hip while the left lifts up your left leg by the bend, hooking it over his forearm as he pulls it up towards your side. Once you're balanced, he slips his right hand down to notch the head of his cock against your fluttering hole. You both moan as he sinks the first few inches into your pussy.
“Squeezing so tight already,” he rocks his hips back until the fat tip is pressed just inside your hole, “want it hard and fast or deep and slow, princess?”
“Deep and slow,” the words tumble out, head falling back against his shoulder, “please.”
“Such a sweet girl,” he coos, flexing his hips to slowly work more of his cock inside your soaked pussy.
Choking on nothing, you whimper and gasp as he finally bottoms out inside your clenching heat. Your fingers dig into his forearms where he’s holding onto your body. With your left leg held up at an angle, his cock grinds right against your g-spot and makes your clit throb from the pleasure. He pants against your ear, water misting over you both as he pulls out halfway to thrust in again.
“S’good,” you slur, tongue feeling fat and heavy, “you feel so good, Leon.”
“Fucking hell,” he sinks his teeth into your neck, cock kicking inside your pussy as he shakily fucks into your spasming walls.
“Making it hard for me to take it easy, y’r wet needy pussy’s sucking me in like she’s desperate for cum,” he licks across the indentations his teeth left in your skin before sucking your earlobe into his mouth.
“Want it,” you moan, “want you to cum in me.”
He snaps his hips up into your soaked cunt before forcefully slowing himself back down.
“Made for my cock aren’t you princess? You and this sweet little cunt are a perfect fit,” the words pressed against the shell of your ear has your pussy clamping down on his fat dick.
“Uh huh,” you nod, “s’all yours big brother, ‘m all yours.”
He clicks his tongue and ruts his cock in and out of your cunt, tip catching on the edge of your hole before sinking balls deep back into your pussy, “Speak more clearly, little sis.”
The hand holding onto your hip slides down, palm bracing against your mound as his thumb rubs tight circles on your swollen clit. Squealing at the too much feeling, you writhe in his hold.
“I’m all yours, Leon,” you hiccup a cry, eyes watering from the arousal flowing like molten lava through your veins, “this pussy’s all yours, big brother.”
“Good girl,” his thumb presses more firmly on your pudgy bud, “that’s right, and I’m gonna stuff my girlfriend’s pretty pussy til she can’t take anymore.”
“Please, wanna cum, Leon,” your head hangs down, chin dipping towards your chest as your eyes take in his thumb teasing your clit.
He kisses the side of your face and you turn to press your lips together. With a growl, he licks into your mouth, tongue messily tasting you. Whining, you suck on the slick muscle, hands coming up to tangle in his hair, opening your body up more.
“You feel close,” he whispers against your lips, “gonna squeeze my cock with that tight pussy?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” your tongue darts out to lick Leon’s bottom lip, “gonna cum for you.”
“So perfect,” he groans, moving his thumb away to drum his fingers across your clit, “cum for me, baby, work that thick load outta my cock.”
Your voice cracks when you cry out, thighs twitching violently when your orgasm finally hits. Leon’s murmuring into your ear but it’s completely lost to the rush of blood pounding through your head. He eases your leg down, cock still buried inside your cunt as you pulse and flutter around his thick length.
“Can you stand, Princess?” He asks gently, running his hands across your shaking form.
“Mmhmm,” you dazedly hum out, aftershocks still making your blood fizz.
“Can you bend forward for me? Brace your arms against the wall so I can finish inside you?”
His questions make your pussy clench around him tightly; you bend forward, palms splayed out on the shower wall. Groaning, he pulls out and bullies his cock back inside your sensitive hole.
“Fuck, so pretty,” he mumbles to himself, “perfect pussy, baby, got me addicted. Gonna fill you up and finger it back out so you’ll be empty for next time.”
“Leon,” you mewl, clit thrumming as he picks up the pace, fucking into your cunt rougher and rougher.
“Such a good girl for me, perfect little sis,” he grabs your hips so tight it hurts, “take it, take it. Fuck, gonna bust a nut deep in this fat wet pussy.”
He curses under his breath and thrusts a few more times before pressing his hips against your ass as he spills hot, thick ropes of cum inside your sore pussy. You whimper softly as Leon kisses across your shoulders, cock kicking and throbbing while he coats your pussy walls with his sticky jizz.
“So good, god I love you so much.”
You freeze in place, heart hammering double time as he continues to nuzzle and kiss your neck.
“Y-yeah?”
Your small voice has him slipping out of you, hands easing you back around to face him. His hair, long since saturated with water, is as dark as his eyes. Using the knuckle of his forefinger, he lifts your chin up so there’s nothing in the way of your gaze.
“I love you, princess. Not exactly how I planned on letting you know, but it doesn’t make it any less true,” he brushes the water from your cheeks, stare never leaving yours.
Tears bead at the corner of your eyes, a smile breaking out a cross you face.
“I love you too,” you sniffle, trying not to cry, “so so much.”
You wrap your arms around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair as you pull him to you. He closes the distance and kisses you hotly, mouth parted to bite down on your bottom before soothing the sting away with his tongue. He tapers the rough kisses down into something softer until you both pull away breathing hard.
“We should probably clean up and get out,” he flicks water from his fringe, “think it’s starting to get cold.”
“Okay,” you smile, letting your hands fall away from his shoulders.
Leon quickly and efficiently washes and rinses you both off before bundling you up in a towel and sending you back off to his room as he cleans up the bathroom. You slip into your own room to grab some underwear, but decide to steal one of Leon’s old shirts to sleep in for the night. Crawling into his bed, you tuck yourself under his blankets and snuggle into his extra pillow.
A few minutes pass and as your eyes start to drift closed while sleep calls your name, Leon finally comes into his room. Pulling on briefs, he tugs back the covers to lay down next to you.
“Hi,” he grins at you, turning on his side to pillow his head onto his arm.
“Hi,” you feel full of warmth from your head to your toes, “‘m pretty tired.”
He laughs, “Then go to sleep.”
Humming, he pulls you into his chest, free arm wrapping around your upper back.
“Since tomorrow’s the weekend, no rush in waking up, right?” You mumble into his pecs.
“Right,” he agrees, rubbing his hand up and down your back, lulling you even closer to sleep.
Body sagging as you relax against him, you hear him press a kiss to the top of your head before being pulled under by the complete need to rest.
“Sweet dreams, princess.”
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Kiss & Tell
Stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)
✨ and now its sequel: Infatuation ✨
for @nvoirs 💜 I hope you enjoy 🫣
Warnings: 18+ MDNI, stepcest, condescending Leon, muscle kink, teasing, kissing, dirty talk, grinding, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, spit kink, biting, creampie
not proofread ✍️
title from Kiss & Tell by I Don’t Know How But They Found Me
It’s so unfair!
You glare at Leon as he wipes his face and neck with a towel before setting it on his shoulder. He’s been working out in the garage since one of his friends gave him their old weight bench.
You’re going to combust. It’s insane how hot you find Leon all sweaty and shirtless, especially his abs. You find yourself staring at him every time he finishes up and makes his way through the house and upstairs to shower and change.
He’s caught you staring before but this time instead of smirking at you, he stops at the arm of the couch, wiping the sweat off with a gym towel.
“See something ya like, princess?” His mouth ticks up into a half smile, eyes trailing down your body.
“Shouldn’t you be showering?” You counter, voice laced with irritation, pointedly keeping your eyes on his face.
“So mean to me, little sis,” he teases, tossing his sweaty towel at you, “was gonna ask if you wanted to join me.”
Arousal buzzes hot and heavy in your blood as you deflect the towel, batting it into the floor.
“What makes you think I’d want to be invited?”
He steps around to stand in front of you, leaning forward and bracing himself by placing one hand behind your head on the back of the couch.
“Because I can see those cute little nipples, sis,” he murmurs in your ear, free hand coming up to pinch one of your stiff buds and making you gasp, “thought I’d be nice and offer you a chance for me to get your tits all nice and soapy when I play with’em.”
“You’re so lucky we’re home alone,” you finally grit out, body betraying you as your back arches into his hand as he tugs roughly on your nipples.
He laughs down at you, pulling away to stand up straight, “So is that a yes?”
You shake your head, “Why should I? I’m not the one who’s all gross and sweaty.”
“That’s an easy fix, princess,” he bends down and grabs you, hoisting you over his shoulder in a fireman's carry.
“Leon!” You thrash in his hold but aren’t able to really move, “put me down!”
Your thighs rub together making you realize how wet you’ve become, the gusset of your panties sticking to your cunt. Bringing you into his room, Leon shuts and locks the door before dropping you down onto his bed.
“Take your clothes off before I do,” he says, shedding his own shorts, but leaving his briefs.
He watches as you slip your clothes off, eyes greedily watching while you pull your panties down, clear strings of slick clinging to the crotch of your underwear breaking when you pull them completely away from your cunt.
“Fuck, so wet already,” he reaches down to palm himself through his briefs making your thighs press together.
“Big brother,” you whine, eyes moving up from his bulge to his sweaty abs, “I hate you.”
He laughs low in his throat making you drop your head back with a moan.
“I sincerely doubt that, princess,” you feel the bed dip with his weight, making you look back up at him, “this little pussy is crying for my attention too much for you to hate me.”
He grabs you around the waist and flips you both over, his back now pressed to the bed with you straddling his hips.
“Look at how wet she is,” he coos mockingly, thumb pressing against your slippery clit, “fucking soaked, mmm my baby sis’ got the wettest little pussy.”
“Leon,” you mewl wantonly, grinding against his pelvis, smearing slick all over his skin.
“I know,” he lowers his voice into a condescending tone, making your cunt clench around nothing, “rub that needy little princess pussy all over me, let me feel how wet you are.”
Your nails dig into his pecs as you slide upward, seating yourself across his twitching abs, cunt dripping all over his muscles.
“Good girl,” he reaches up to grab the fat of your hips, “c’mon, show big brother how much you like this.”
Whimpering, you swivel your hips and grind down against his tight abs, pussy lips parting to drool slick directly onto his stomach.
“I’ve been watching you,” he gloats, eyes moving up your body to meet your own half lidded gaze, “I see how hot it makes you after I work out. Always staring at my six pack, like you wanna lick the sweat off me.”
Your nails dig into his chest as you moan, “Nooo, that’s not it.”
“Then what? Hmm? Tell me or I’m gonna spank that hot little pussy til you’re screaming.”
Your whole body shudders, hips bucking erratically as white hot arousal blazes through you.
He laughs derisively, “What a slut. Need that princess cunt spanked, baby? Need big bro to show her who’s in charge?”
“N-no, wanna cum like this,” you finally gasp out, body thrumming like a live wire.
“Yeah?” He smiles with too much teeth, “what a dirty girl. I’ll let you get off this way, but that means I can do whatever I want after.”
Nodding quickly, you agree, “Whatever you want.”
“I’m gonna enjoy myself tonight,” he sighs out, eyes bright, “gonna pound your little pussy til she’s sore and dripping cum.”
“Leon, please,” you mewl, pressing your clit against his flexing abs as you rub against him.
He guides your hips into a circular motion, helping you hump against his muscles.
“Wanna see that messy little pussy cream all over me, baby,” he goads, “show big brother how much you love this, how much you wanna soak my stomach with that slippery cunt.”
The way he’s pressing you down into his body has your clit grinding perfectly against him. Spreading your legs wider lets you drag your slit against his stomach more easily, barreling you head first into a toe curling orgasm. Your back arches as you choke out a moan, pussy gushing slick all over Leon’s abs.
“Fuck, that’s so hot,” he murmurs, fingers flexing against your hips, “cumming all over me baby sis, feels so dirty.”
After the tremors of your orgasm slow to a stop, you finally blink open your eyes to see Leon staring up at you, pupils blown until only a faint ring of blue can be seen. He helps you lift up onto your shaky knees, eyes flicking down to his stomach.
“Goddamn, what a slimy fucking mess,” he growls, “come up here and sit on my face so I can lick that messy pussy clean.”
Cunt dripping, you shakily climb up Leon’s chest and broad shoulders until you’re kneeling over his face.
“So hot,” he groans, “such a fat wet cunt.”
With a firm grip of your hips, he makes you sit your pussy down onto his face. Groaning, he rubs your cunt all over his mouth, tongue licking up the slick that’s still coating your pussy. His moans and grunts send vibrations up through your cunt, making you whine and grind down against his mouth, clit throbbing at the attention.
Leon, gripping your thighs tightly, lifts you up to pull in a quick breath before lowering you back down onto his tongue, spearing you open and licking into your hole.
“Big brother,” you whine softly, “s’too much.”
Groaning deep in his chest, you feel it vibrate through your body. He nuzzles his face even deeper into your pussy, nose grinding and bumping against your swollen clit.
“Fuck,” you moan, carding your fingers through his hair to grip tightly, “so good.”
Easing yourself down more, you slowly ride his face, rubbing your pussy against his lips and tongue as he moans appreciatively.
“I’m g’nna cum again,” your body curves inwards, thighs tightening around his head, “Leon, fuck!”
Feeling as he fucks his tongue up into your pussy, he shifts his hands to grab your ass, guiding your hips into a dirty grind against his mouth. His tongue slides out of your hole to tease across your clit with soft circles. Your hips rock down, grinding your cunt against his mouth as you moan loudly, cumming all over his face.
Pushing you up, he helps you lay down against his side.
“Now it’s my turn,” he grins, face covered in slick as he climbs on top of you.
You glance down to see a damp spot on his underwear from his leaking tip right before he tugs his briefs completely off. Whimpering, you softly glide your hand across his swollen cock.
“Fuck, feels so good,” he humps into the loose tunnel of your fingers, “but wouldn’t it feel so much better in your pussy, little sis?”
You nod quickly, “Please, want it so bad.”
With a groan, Leon notches the head of his fat cock against your hole and bottoms out inside your pussy with one slick thrust. His fat dick grinds against your g-spot as his tip kisses your cervix, making you clench repeatedly around him. Your hands come up to tangle in his hair, pulling on the sweaty strands as he ruts deep in your pussy.
He leans down and kisses you, settling his body weight against you and pinning you in place. Mewling into his mouth, he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue inside to lick across yours, sucking on your bottom lip before pulling away.
“Pussy’s just sucking me in, princess,” he grunts against your neck, wetly sucking on the skin, “greedy cunt just needs big brother’s cock, huh?”
Crying out as he sinks his teeth into the same spot on your neck, your hands claw and scratch at his back while he laughs. A mewling sob escapes your lips when he pulls away to bite you again.
“Big brother, I-I can’t,” your nails sink into his skin, leaving a hot scorching trail in their wake as you drag them up to his shoulders.
He rocks his hips in and out of your pussy as he kisses and bites across your neck.
“But I can tell how much you like it,” he taunts, fucking his cock deeper into your spasming cunt, “and I told you I wanted to use your pussy til it’s sore and dripping cum. Don’t you want that? Want big brother to feel good and use your fat, needy pussy?”
He coos at you when you cry out from how deep he’s bullying his cock into your sopping wet cunt, the pleasure almost overtaking your senses. You babble out something that could pass as agreement, eyes fluttering as his thumb starts up a tight harsh circle on your pudgy clit.
“There you go. You can be such a good girl when you wanna be,” he praises you, his eyes staring down at you dark and mean, “you’re so fucking hot, princess. Cumming all over my stomach like a fucking slut.”
“S’good, big brother,” you cry softly, cunt fluttering around his dick as he grinds against your cervix, “too big.”
He groans, bending forward to kiss you messily, tongue licking into your panting mouth. You whimper, hips bucking up to help Leon fuck into you faster and harder. Slick gushes from your hole when he pinches your clit softly between his thumb and forefinger.
Eagerly, you suck his tongue into your mouth while he softly circles around your clit, mewling and whining when he pinches it over and over. He pulls away from you, propping himself up on one forearm as his gaze sears into you.
“Open up,” he smirks down at you, “show me your tongue, princess.”
Shyly opening your mouth, you stick your tongue out. A hot glob of spit falls from his mouth to land in yours. Humping your pussy, he slowly drips his spit down onto your tongue, watching as you struggle to keep it from slipping out of your open mouth.
“Swallow.”
Moaning, you swallow the spit collected in your mouth. Before you even finish, he’s pressing a messy kiss into your lips, tongue licking into your mouth to share more spit with you.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking perfect, such a slutty fucking sister,” he pulls away from your mouth, burying his face against your neck, “fuck, ‘m about to bust a nut in your hot little pussy.”
His hips snap harder into yours, cock thrusting in and out of your sopping wet cunt again and again, until he’s drilling you into the mattress. You squeeze his shoulders as he rubs your clit in fast harsh circles.
“I’m g-getting close,” you whisper, “I’m gonna cum again, big brother.”
His eyes are blown out and wild, “Do it. Want you creaming all over my cock, always squeeze me so fucking tight.”
A few more rough pinches to your swollen clit has your back arching up into him, electric currents fizzing through your blood as he fucks you through your orgasm. He growls and drops his weight into you more, hips pistoning into your cunt so hard and fast you feel like you can’t breathe.
“Fuck me,” he grits out, “so tight, I’m—“
With a cut off moan, he buries himself balls deep into your fluttering walls and cums, filling your pussy with hot, sticky jizz. Your sore cunt milks his cock as your own orgasm slowly tapers off.
“Take it, take it,” he chants in your ear, hips rutting into you softly as his cock finishes spurting the last of this thick cum in your soft cunt, “so good.”
He finally pulls out with a hiss, flopping down onto the bed next to you. His arm wraps around your middle and tugs you into him, his legs tangling with yours.
“It’s too hot,” you whine, cunt feeling sore as you feel it drip a mix of cum and slick onto the bedspread.
“Mmm now you have to take that shower with me,” he chuckles, pressing a kiss to your temple.
Rolling your eyes, you can’t stop the smile spreading across your face, “You're such a dork.”
“And you like it,” he teases, kissing the shell of your ear, “c’mon, join me, and I’ll eat you out in the shower.”
Goosebumps race across your skin as he helps you sit up.
“I think I can make an exception then,” you grin, letting him help you stand.
His hot palm cups your pussy, eyes dilated as they stare into your face, “You're being so messy, baby. Dripping all over my sheets.”
You gasp as he fingerfucks the cum back into your leaking hole. Leon then scoops you up into a bridal carry and makes his way out of his room to the neighboring bathroom.
“I’m going to carry you, princess,” he smirks, “no mess to clean up.”
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puppy!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)
Shoutout to all of those who gave me the inspo! There are many anons and mutuals; the few I can remember are 🐶 anon, @rusty-phasma, and 🪷 anon
big kisses to everyone not listed as well; you guys are all amazing and thank you for encouraging me! 😭 💜
Warnings: 18+, puppy!leon, hybrid!leon, pet/owner dynamics, eager Leon, switch Leon, kissing, licking, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), collar and leash play, mounting, knotting, unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, reader says no but doesn’t really mean it so slight noncon if that’s triggering
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Title from Because by Alice Cooper (cover of the original Beatles version)
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“He’s so cute!”
“Oh, he’s just adorable.”
“What’s his name?”
You let the chatter of strangers disappear into the background when bypassing the mall’s pet shop window as you walk to the parking garage.
“Thinking about adopting him?”
High pitched laughter, “With those list of issues, no way!”
“Thought you said he was cute!”
“He is, just not that cute.”
Frowning to yourself, you turn to see what new addition they added to the storefront to garner so much attention.
Oh.
He is cute.
You glare at the retreating backs of the group of people laughing and giggling as they walk away from the window. You step closer, now that you’re able, and just watch the hybrid as he tinkers with something in his hands. He looks really sweet, blue eyes almost shielded by his sandy blonde fringe.
You step a little closer and he tilts his head to the side before raising it all the way to look up at you. He smiles, floppy ears perking up on his head as his tail wags. Internally, you’re yelling at yourself not to do it, but you find yourself looking down at the little page of information taped to the glass.
“Leon, huh?” you murmur, eyes glancing over at him before going back to the paper.
You can understand why they were snickering to themselves; he’s never had an owner and looks like there’s still a lot of room for improvement since he’s not fully house broken yet. Your eyes skim through the rest, but it’s just height, weight, etc.
Turning back to him, you see that he has moved closer to the glass, eyes watching you excitedly.
“Leon,” you mouth at him and he nods, stepping up to the window and placing his hands on it.
Sighing to yourself, you hope you don’t regret this later, you place your hand on the glass with him repeating the gesture.
You smile at him and his tail wags back and forth so fast it’s almost a blur.
“Hi.”
You adopt Leon on the spot, probably the most spontaneous thing you’ve ever done in your life. The clerk helps you with all of the paperwork, happy the hybrid wouldn’t be stuck here too long. He informs you of the do’s and don’ts of hybrid care, giving you a folder full of information as well as a little duffle of items.
“He’s excitable so you’ll have some issues with him trying to run off. I’d keep him leashed til you get home,” the clerk hands you a leash, leading you to the back where Leon was taken as you filled out the application.
“Hi,” his smile makes one appear on your face.
“Hi, Leon, you’re coming home with me today.”
He dashes across the room startling you as he pulls you into a bear hug.
“I’m so lucky, you’re so pretty and smell so good, and—“
“Leon,” the clerk’s firm voice cuts him off, quickly slipping a collar on his neck.
Leon’s ears droop and he scuffs the floor with his shoe, “Sorry miss.”
“It’s okay,” you murmur where the clerk can’t hear, “I know you’re just happy.”
His ears perk up and tail starts to wag, “Yeah, yeah I really am.”
Leon bares his neck to you for you to snap the leash clip on his collar. He preens as you lead him out of the store and through the mall. Luckily you were headed home to begin with, so taking Leon straight there isn’t an issue. He behaves the entire drive home much to your relief, a little worried about what the clerk meant by excitable.
You find yourself falling into an easy pattern with Leon; he’s a fast learner, so he adapted to your routine pretty quickly. The housebroken issue resolved itself (he just never lived with anyone before so they had to say that on the form). He enjoys having his own separate room and loves taking baths.
Leon even helps with chores around the house so by the time you’re home from work, you can cook a light meal for the two of you and relax on the couch. He always waits for you by the door, eagerly pressing against you and licking your neck and face in greeting.
Today’s routine jars you when coming home, there isn’t a happy Leon waiting at the door. Frowning to yourself, you kick off your shoes and drop your bag on the counter.
“Leon?” you call out.
Walking further into the house, you pass by your half closed door and hear whining. You pause and peek past the door frame, surprise making your eyes wide.
Discarded knotting toys from the pet shop lay scattered all over the floor— obviously used recently as they’re all dripping with jizz. Looking over you can see Leon completely naked on the bed, buried in a pile of your clothes as he ruts into a toy. He looks fucked out already, hazy eyed and tongue lolled out, panting.
“Leon,” you murmur, stepping inside the room.
“Miss owner,” he whines, tail thumping against the bed, tears making his blue eyes seem bigger, “‘m sorry for making a mess. Hurts.”
Your heart beats fast as you take in his pitiful face.
“It’s okay, it looks like a rut or heat of some kind,” you keep your voice soft, stepping up to the bed to ruffle his ears.
He whines again, pressing up into your touches as hips keep humping into his toy, before looking at you with big eyes, “Oh no, oh I’m—“
He growls and you watch as his cock knots the toy, cum bubbling out of the sleeve until it’s spilling down the sides and coating your shirts and panties underneath.
“Leon,” you watch dumbfounded as he ruts down, smearing the cum across your underwear specifically.
“Smell so good, miss,” he moans, dilated eyes staring at the hem of your skirt, “makes me wanna—”
“No, Leon,” your voice is firm, “the toys are okay, but you can’t be… doing this every time, okay? This is my bed and clothes and it’s just inappropriate.”
He whimpers, head ducking down as he shrinks in on himself.
Your hand hesitates but you softly brush his fuzzy ears, “Hey, I’m not mad, Leon. We just need to learn boundaries, okay? This is a very,” you pause trying to think of a way to say it.
“Personal moment,” you gently move his head to look up at you, “I don’t want you to feel bad for something natural.”
“Not mad?” he sniffles, tail sluggishly wagging.
You smile and pet him more, “Not mad, baby. You’re such a good boy for me.”
He smiles through his tears, “Love being your good boy, miss.”
Your eyes drop to the mess covering your sheets and he flushes hotly.
“I’m gonna clean it up, just,” he trails off embarrassed, “I have to wait for my knot to go down.”
“That’s okay,” you stroke his ears one last time and step back, walking to the door, “I’ll go make dinner, just clean up and meet me at the table.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he murmurs, tail beating against the bed.
A week goes by and there isn’t another incident, although you’re sure you’re missing some clothing items but you can’t for the life of you figure out what.
Leon’s whines and whimpers can be heard throughout the house late at night, disrupting your sleep but you don’t have the heart to tell him to stop. He’s already mentioned how painful it can be if he goes too long without any relief.
After endless google and Reddit searches, you’re at your wits end on how to help. The answers are all over the place but all agree that the toys are a temporary fix. You stumble across a thread run by hybrids themselves with much more informative and helpful answers. You bite the bullet and post your question to the page under a throwaway account. In no time at all, you have dozens then hundreds of replies.
Aside from the silly joke or meme answers, you get a lot of information, all of it basically saying you should offer your hybrid help with his rut. A simple handjob can stave off urges for weeks at a time. You bite your thumb nail as you read the more steamy answers, feeling a pulse of arousal throb in your clit at picturing Leon in such a way.
You hold off but by the end of the second week of Leon looking miserable, you finally cave and offer to help him (your own bubbling arousal and curiosity peaking). His eyes light up and you gesture for him to sit down on the couch.
“Only my hand, Leon. And if you misbehave then you’re going to be sent to your room.”
“Promise I’ll be a good boy,” he nods so hard one of his ears flip backwards making you giggle.
He smiles at you and licks your cheek, “So pretty, miss owner.”
“Leon,” you roll your eyes feeling shy, “sit next to me so I can help you.”
He quickly undresses and sits down, thigh pressing against yours, legs easily falling open as his cock bobs and leaks everywhere.
Whining, he nuzzles into your shoulder, “s’this okay?”
You hum, “Yeah, you’re okay, Leon.”
Your hand reaches out and grasps his hot throbbing dick, making him arch up with a sigh. Biting your lip, you try to ignore how much you’re getting turned on from this.
“Thank you,” he mouths at your skin, “thank you so much, promise to be so good for you.”
You suppress the shiver those words give you and slowly stroke along his thick cock.
“You’re really big,” you mutter out loud before thinking twice.
He groans, “That’s good, yeah?”
“Yeah,” you laugh softly, “it’s very good, means you’ll feel good inside someone.”
His cock kicks in your hand, globs of precum dripping from the tip to coat your fingers. You lick your lips and tease across his fat tip, coaxing more precum to dribble out.
He pants and whines into your shoulder as you tease him, dragging out your quick handjob into something that edges him for hours.
He’s slurring and whining against you, shoulder and neck soaked with his spit as he laps and licks at the skin he can reach.
“Miss owner, I wanna cum, I’ve been such a good boy,” he whimpers, “wanna knot your hand, please. You said I could.”
“Not yet,” you’re so turned out, your panties are wet and sticky with slick, “wanna see how long you can last.”
He growls and whimpers but lets you keep teasing his cock, playing with the head before feathering your fingers across his balls and knot.
You watch as tears drip down his cheeks when he clenches his eyes shut. Feeling a little bad for him, you pick up your pace and jerk him off, getting a little rougher in your movement.
“Oh, oh, that’s so good,” he mumbles, “gonna knot you, gonna knot my sweet owner.”
Your thighs clench together trying to alleviate the want building in your core. He growls and grunts as he pushes up into your fist, knot bumping against your fingers as it gets bigger.
Snarling against your shoulder, he humps the tight tunnel of your fingers until sticky cum spurts from his tip, coating your hand as it drips down onto his knot and sac.
“Good boy, Leon,” you keep your voice warm and soft, “you did so good for me.”
He keens in the back of his throat and nuzzles your spit covered skin.
“Thank you, I feel better,” he sighs happily, ears drooping as he yawns, “gonna take a bath.”
“Okay,” you reply as he shuffles to his feet and makes his way to the bathroom.
You listen for the door to click before you bring your hand up to your mouth. Just pure curiosity is what you tell yourself as you press two cum covered fingers into your mouth. A moan slips past your lips as Leon’s salty flavor coats your tongue.
Your phone buzzing jolts you from your illicit deed, arousal and shame warring in your chest as you quickly head to the sink to wash your hands. You look into your own eyes through the mirror; you were just curious that’s all, you project to yourself.
100% nosey curiosity.
So what if you got even wetter at tasting Leon’s thick cum.
Now that you know what it’s like in your mouth, you’ll never have to think about it again.
Totally not a big deal.
Period.
Hours later as you lay in bed, glaring at your watch face reading 2:37am, that little voice of doubt chimes in that maybe it was a big deal after all.
You muffle a groan into your pillow, tossing and turning until you can find a comfortable spot. That Reddit page said you could offer a lot more than just your hand.. is the last thought you have before you finally succumb to the sweet embrace of sleep.
The next morning Leon is rousing you much too early for four hours of sleep.
“But you said we could go to the park today,” he pouts, his blue eyes pleading.
“I did, didn’t I?” you sigh to yourself, scrubbing a hand over your sleep filled eyes, “alright, I’m up.”
“Thank you,” he jumps onto the bed, tongue lapping at your cheek making you giggle.
“Leon!” you laugh harder as he crawls completely on top of you, pinning you down to lick across your jaw and ear.
“Thank you so, so much,” he hums against you, mouth panting as he licks across the seam of your lips.
“Leon, don’t—“
Your words are drowned out as he licks into your mouth, sloppy puppy spit dripping all down your lips and chin. Whining, you try to push him off but he has your arms pressed down into the blankets.
He hums louder, tongue now slowly lapping into your mouth making you squirm underneath him. Moaning, you go limp as his tongue flutters against yours, drooling all in your mouth so much you swallow it down before you choke. He takes it as a sign you like it, making sure to drip even more puppy spit into your mouth.
Your nipples tingle as he deepens the sloppy make out, Leon rocking his hips down onto you as he keeps up the slow motion of pressing his tongue in and out of your mouth. When you shift your thighs, you can feel how your wet panties cling to your cunt.
Moaning, you start to suck on Leon’s thick tongue, crossing that imaginary line you drew for yourself. You want this so why not let yourself have it? Leon notices the change and excitedly presses his mouth closer, now using his lips to messily kiss you instead of just licking into your mouth.
At some point, Leon shifts enough for you to move your arms, but you only bring them up to tangle in his hair—being mindful of his soft ears. You sigh and mewl as he gets more aggressive, teeth nipping your lips before fucking his tongue roughly into your mouth. After deep, sloppy, spit filled kisses, Leon finally pulls away.
“God, you smell so good,” he pants and chuffs against your neck.
“W-what,” you clear your throat, feeling all out of sorts, “what about the park?”
“Can we still go?” his ears perk up, making you chuckle.
“Yeah, but I need to get dressed.”
“Will you wear that pretty dress?” Leon leans up to look at you bashfully.
You squint up at him, a confused smile on your face, “Sure, I guess. If the weather is nice enough.”
His tail wags, “It is! I’m gonna go get my collar.”
He scrambles off the bed and beelines it for his room, leaving your door open. You sigh and stare up at the ceiling for a moment, feeling like you should take a cold shower.
Lugging yourself out of bed, you grab your change of clothes and head into the en suite bathroom. You finish your ablutions and change—shooting yourself a thumbs up in the mirror as you leave the bathroom.
Stepping back into your room, Leon’s already crowding you, collar on as he presses the clipped leash into your hand.
“You’re so pretty,” he gives you a wide smile, blue eyes gazing down to your dress hem, “smell so good.”
He drops down onto his knees and presses his face under your dress, burying his nose against your panty clad pussy.
“Leon!” you gasp, hand tangling in the leash and pulling, but he rears against the pressure, tongue lapping at the thin lace gusset of your panties.
You pull harder and he groans, bringing his palms up to press on your hips, sending you stumbling back against the wall. He quickly shifts with your body, nosing your thighs before sloppily licking against your cunt.
You shakily pull up the edge of your dress until you can see Leon’s face. His dilated eyes flicker up to yours, hair ruffled and messy, ears twitching.
“Leon,” you whimper, feeling his teeth tug and nip the fabric until he’s able to rip a hole into it.
His tongue slips into the tear, making it larger until you’re basically wearing crotch less panties. Tugging on the leash just makes him grunt and moan into your pussy, tongue licking up the slick dripping from your hole.
“Fuck,” you rock your hips making Leon growl, tail wagging behind him as his tongue flutters in your clenching hole.
He moves up, tongue dragging through your pussy lips to circle your sensitive bundle of nerves til you’re whimpering.
“G-good boy, Leon, right there, oh god,” you grind your sensitive bundle against his mouth as he suckles it between his lips.
He whines and teases your pudgy clit with his lips and tongue as you yank his leash to keep his face right where you want. He pants and moans, moving his mouth against your pussy, tongue fluttering in and out of your hole.
You tighten the pull on his leash and ride his face with a moan. You can hear how wet you are from the messy sounds of Leon’s mouth. He moves back up to lap and suck at your clit, tail thumping against the floor as he groans against the sensitive bud like he can’t get enough of your taste.
He finally pulls away with a huff, mouth swollen and shiny with slick. Before you can say anything, he’s standing up so fast you lose grip on the leash and he’s shoving you over the edge of the bed and flipping your dress up. Your panties are ripped in half and you feel his thick cock pressing into your hole.
“Leon,” you try to raise up but he snarls and boxes you in, sinking his cock into you fast and deep.
You wail and thrash as he grunts, rocking his dick deep into your soaked pussy until the tip grinds against the opening to your womb.
Clenching and moaning, tears bead your water line, “S’too much.”
He licks the shell of your ear making you shiver, pulling halfway out of your pulsing walls to fuck back into your cunt.
“Been wanting to knot your pussy for ages,” he whines, the sound of skin slapping together making you clench against his dick.
“So naughty, letting me fuck your hand, cumming all over you, letting other pups know you’re all mine,” he mouths and lick all over the back of your neck and across your shoulders.
“Just wanted t’help,” you mumble, feeling your pussy throb as he bullies his cock against your g-spot, bottoming out on every thrust.
“Mm but you are helping now, miss owner,” Leon chuffs the back of your head, hips flexing as he ruts his dick into your greedy cunt, “sweet pussy all wet and willing for my puppy knot.”
You clamp down hard on his thick cock with a loud whine, “Oh, f-fuck.”
He picks up on that instantly and growls low, “Like my puppy knot? Wanna feel it lock me inside your tight wet hole?”
Hot arousal curls in your abdomen, clit throbbing at the thought of Leon knotting you.
“Leon,” you mewl, fingers twisting in your sheets, cunt squelching loudly around his dick as you get even more wet and tight.
“That’s it, miss owner,” he rumbles low in his chest, sloppily licking your shoulders, “get that pussy nice and slick for my knot.”
You’re coated in puppy spit and precum at this point, nipples hard and pointed as Leon drags you back onto his cock.
“Gotta show you how good of a mate I can be,” he nips at your neck, “show you I can fill you up how you need, give you lots of pups.”
“Leon,” you whine as he bullies into your soaking wet hole over and over, “n-no pups, you gotta pull out.”
“But I gotta give you my knot,” he licks across your shoulder blade, “gotta breed your pussy deep.”
Shuddering, your arms give out, forcing your back into a deeper arch allowing Leon to fuck your pussy harder.
“Gonna make you my bitch,” he growls into your ear, drooling all over your neck, “gonna mount you whenever I want, knot you so good you’ll beg for it.”
Hearing him call you a bitch in that low growl makes you press back harder into his thrusts, pussy squeezing his cock like crazy.
“Leon,” you drag out his name with a moaning pant, “we can’t.”
“Why? Tell me one good reason why and I’ll stop, miss owner.”
“Cause,” your mind’s foggy with arousal, “cause…”
You shiver as he ruts deeper into your slick pussy, bullying that spongy spot in your cunt that makes you clench on him repeatedly.
“Why?” he licks your ear, “cause you like it too much? Don’t want my dripping puppy cock filling you up? Giving you a thick creampie to make you feel nice and full.”
“Yes,” you moan, “I shouldn’t—“
“Miss owner, just let me do it one time, just so we both can see how it feels,” his voice is sweet making your thoughts syrup thick, “just let my fat puppy cock knot you one time.”
You shudder, pussy pulsing and fluttering around him as slick leaks down your thighs, “Just once?”
He growls in satisfaction, “Yeah, just once. Promise.”
You both know as soon as he knots you, you’re going to like it too much to stop. It’s why he laughs into your shoulder making you moan.
“Can’t wait to empty my balls in your fat pussy,” he grunts.
You wail as his tip knocks against your cervix roughly.
“Love the way you sound,” he nips your neck, “love the way you smell, love how sweet you taste,” his voice dips into a deeper octave, “love how your hot pussy grips me so fucking tight. She’s really working for that puppy knot, huh?”
Drooling into the sheets, you whimper in reply, walls fluttering and clenching around his thick cock. The way he’s thrusting into your hole grinds your clit against the bedspread, orgasm steadily building higher and higher to its peak.
“G’nna cum,” you slur out, toes curling as your hips shake, “gonna cum, fuck, Leon!”
You bury your face in the sheets as you cry out, cunt pulsing and milking his cock as he keeps railing you into the bed.
“Yes, yes,” he snaps his teeth over your shoulder, “feels so good, gonna make me pop my knot early, fuck, take it, take it, miss owner, take my fucking cock.”
You keen pitifully as he bares down over your body, pressing his knot past the wet, clenching hole of your pussy with a low howl. Feeling his knot seal you together, your cunt clamps down around him tightly squeezing around his cock and knot.
“Mmm so perfect,” he huffs against your ear, “doesn’t that feel so good? So warm and sticky inside? So much puppy cum filling you up.”
You mewl pitifully as he rocks against you, cock grinding all against the spongy spot in the front of your cunt making a second orgasm wash weakly through you.
“Can knot you all day, miss owner,” he kisses the side of your cheek, “instead of going to the park,” he licks the corner of your mouth, “can I? Promise it’ll feel so good.”
You turn your head to suck his tongue into your mouth. He moans and eagerly licks into your open mouth.
“S’fine, Leon,” you pull away with a sigh as he grinds your clit against the bedspread, “this’ll help, right?”
His tail wags happily, “Uh huh, help me out so much. S’okay to knot you again and again right? As much as I need?”
Brain feeling like thick syrup from the best orgasm of your life, you nod, “As much as you need.”
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Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk
inspired by a post here on tumblr
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Your nails scratch a hot trail down Leon’s back as he pumps his cock into your pussy. His dog tags jingle with every thrust as his hips snap forward, bullying his way into your soaked hole.
“Leon,” you mewl, tongue feeling fat and useless in your mouth.
“Shh, I got you honey,” he murmurs down at you, raising up from boxing you underneath him.
He sits back on his haunches, dick pistoning into your squelching cunt agin and again making your fingers twist and claw at the sheets. Your eyes draw back toward the dull metal gleaming on his sweaty chest, walls tightening around his dick.
He chuckles down at you, grabbing your ankles to press them on his shoulders.
“Like it?” he kisses your ankle bone, feather light.
“Uh huh,” you moan, “looks hot.”
You found Leon’s old dog tags stuffed in a random drawer earlier. Shyly, you asked if he could put them on and before you know it one thing led to another and now you’re getting your guts rearranged while he wears them.
He leans forward a little making your hips arch off the bed, allowing his dick to fuck into you deeper.
“Perfect fucking pussy,” he groans, eyes drifting from your face down to your jiggling breasts, “‘n you’re so goddamn pretty.”
“Leon, please,” one of your hands moves up and snags around the tags, yanking him toward you.
“Fuck,” he growls out, eyes dark as he lets your legs fall to his waist as you tug him close.
“Like leading me around, baby?” his lips ghost across your panting mouth, “like thinking you’re in charge?”
“Oh god,” you whimper before Leon licks into your mouth, all sloppy and heated.
Your fingers stay tangled in the chain around his neck as he humps into your pussy. Feeling his fingers rub across your clit, you buck upwards into the feeling with a broken moan.
“My good girl gonna cum all over my cock?” he asks in between messy spit filled kisses, “gonna squeeze me nice and tight so I can cream your needy cunt?”
“Please, please, Leon, wanna cum so bad,” you whine, tugging the dog tags to pull his mouth back down on yours.
He chuckles in your kiss and circles his fingers over your clit more firmly making your eyes roll back in pleasure. A low keening moan builds in your chest until it’s spilling out between your mouths.
“Good girl,” Leon drops a kiss to your heated cheek, “c’mon, soak my cock.”
He pinches the top of your clit as his cock knocks against the spongy spot in your cunt, making your legs lock up around his waist as you cum hard around his throbbing cock. Hands going behind you to grip the pillow, you grind your head back and moan.
“Fuck me, so fucking sexy,” he grunts, pulling back so he can thrust harder and faster into your clenching hole.
Your eyes blearily take in his heaving chest, dog tags bouncing and jingling between his pecs as he rails you into the mattress. He buries his dick balls deep into your pussy and stills as ropes of hot sticky cum spurt from his fat tip.
“Baby,” he groans softly as your soft walls flutter and milk his cock until he’s spent.
He pulls out with a sigh, watching his cum ooze from your swollen pussy.
Leaning forward, you notice the cool metal of the dog tags dragging against your sternum as he kisses you sweetly. You let your fingers grasp the tags again and pull him back in for another kiss.
“Maybe I’ll start wearing them again,” he laughs, kissing your cheek as he flops down on the bed next to you.
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Urban Legend
shape shifter/wendigo!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - NSFW
warnings: 18+ minors DNI, monsterfucking, dirty talk, mentions of cannibalism, threats, CNC, rape fantasy, rape talk, oral (f receiving), impromptu thigh job lol, biting, blood kink, multiple creampies, fingering, overstimulation, belly bulge, cum inflation, breeding kink, double penetration in one hole
not proofread ✌️ it’s all made up and the points don’t matter 😜
I literally had to stop myself from writing so sorry if the ending is sudden/lame 😝
“There’s no way that it’s real,” you scoff into your phone.
“Then why was it in the newspaper, huh?” Your friend’s voice sounds tinny on the other end, letting you know you’ll be out of range soon.
“To sell them, duh,” you laugh, “hey listen, I’m about to lose service so I’ll talk to you on Monday.”
“Call me if anything happens!” her concern makes you smile to yourself.
“Will do, bye!”
You lock your phone and slide it back into your pocket. A quick glimpse of a chimney in the treeline lets you know you’re almost to the cabin. It’s just a small little one bed, one bath place deep in the middle of the woods. Your parents moved and left the place to you, so you’re not able to come out as much as you like so it’s a little more rundown than in previous years.
You have to park at the bottom and make the mile long hike up the mountain in order to reach it. There’s an ATV parked in the shed for any emergencies, but you’ve made the trek all these years without any issues so fingers crossed this will just be another year in the bucket.
Stepping up onto the small porch, you pull out the spare key and unlock the door. A branch snaps off in the woods and you shoot a look over your shoulder. Your friend’s nervousness seems to be rubbing off on you. Rolling your eyes, you turn back to open the door.
“There’s no such thing as werewolves anyways,” you mutter under your breath.
She gave you a quick breakdown of the last several month’s events while you talked to her on your walk. She told you there’s been missing livestock for weeks until suddenly a few local parishioners went missing after service and were found brutally mutilated days later. Attacks have been gradually ramping up, peaking around the full moon especially (which just happens to be the weekend you decided for a mini vacation at the cabin, go figure).
The locals believe in some old wives tales about a werewolf returning every hundred years. You think it’s kinda cute they hold onto such old superstitions, but it’s more than likely some bobcat or mountain lion that’s come down due to deforestation in the area.
You let these thoughts wash over you as you bustle around the cabin; you get everything in place and mentally thank your dad for putting up solar panels years ago. Those paired with the propane tank and generator outside means you won’t be without hot running water or lights.
Once you’re all settled in, you decide to make something quick and simple for dinner before relaxing in front of the fireplace. Stretching out on the beat up couch, you scrunch your toes in the thick fuzzy socks you love to wear this time of year and flip open the book you brought with you. You’ve just found the most comfortable position for reading, becoming more engrossed page by page when a loud thudding knock rings out from your door. You jump at the sound and scowl over at the door.
Another knock happens and you close your book, making sure your bookmark is securely tucked in the pages, and raise up. Quietly walking to the door, you peek out of the peephole and see an injured man slumped against the porch railing. Your heartbeat quickens and you watch as he raises a tired hand to knock on the door again. Glancing around the area yields nothing but trees and the dusky twilight.
You tiptoe away and grab the rifle out of the gun safe next to the fireplace. As you walk back over, the man knocks once more.
“How can I help you?” You call out from your side of the door, gazing back through the peephole.
The man tilts his face up, fringe falling away for you to make out a strong jawline.
“I-I was attacked and n-need help,” he winces, arm hugging his middle where you can see blood seeping through his shirt, “some kinda w-wild animal. I just need a phone or a first aid kit. Please, miss.”
You pause, eyes glancing down to the gun in your hands. On the off chance he’s faking, well he won’t be for long.
“What’s your name?” You call out, pulling your phone from your pocket.
“Leon. Leon Kennedy,” he grunts, clenching his waist.
You type it out in your notes as well as a text message just to be on the safe side and lock your phone again. Unbolting the heavy door, you pull it open, gun at your side.
He glances down at the weapon and back up to you, a small grin pulling at the corners of his mouth before pain pinches his expression.
“Promise I don’t bite.”
You gesture forward and he takes a staggering step before pausing.
“Are you coming in or what?”
He grimaces and takes another halting step, “Yeah, just hurts to move.”
You shift on your feet, debating with yourself before setting the gun down and stepping forward.
“I’ll help you,” you murmur, taking his other arm and placing it over your shoulders.
You angle him in the doorway first and help him hobble over to a chair near the fire.
“Thank you,” he breathes out a sigh of relief before groaning, “cut me pretty deep.”
You walk over to pick up the gun and move it back to the safe. Making your way to the bathroom, you pull the first aid pack from under the sink and walk over to your impromptu guest.
“Can you take your shirt off?”
“Shouldn’t you buy me dinner first,” he jokes, but stiffly slips his shirt over his head.
You smile sardonically and snap open the bag, “I usually don’t harbor strange men on my days off, so I guess I don’t quite know the protocol.”
He laughs but it ends in another pained groan, hand pressing against the clawed marks across his ribs.
“Shit, that might need stitches,” you frown, pulling out the disinfectant.
Once you clean off the area, you notice it’s not as deep as you thought.
“Luckily we didn’t need to use the quick clot,” you smear antibacterial ointment over the wounds and pull out the gauze.
He hums but doesn’t say anything; his blue eyes haven’t moved from your face the entire time you’ve been ‘doctoring’ him.
“Thank you for this, I really thought I was gonna be wandering the woods for hours,” he finally speaks as you tape a bandage across his ribs and wrap it with the gauze (to be on the safe side you murmur to him).
“Well, tomorrow, we can ride the ATV down and call a friend or the local ranger since you were attacked by an animal,” you zip up the first aid kit and grab all the rubbish to toss in the trash.
He nods, “Okay.”
“You’ll be sleeping on the couch,” you point to the old upholstered couch in question, “it’s not big but it’s better than the floor.”
His eyes flick from the couch back to you, “I appreciate it. Better than being outside, ya know.”
He quirks a smile at his own words and you give a tight one in response.
Sitting down in the chair across from him, you give him a quick once over, “Are you okay though? Like I’m not doctor, but I can help you down the mountain to my car if you really need one.”
He shakes his head, a softer smile pulling at his lips, “No, I’m good. Thanks though.”
“What happened?”
“I have a place out here and decided to go for a walk and an asshole jumped out of the bushes and nicked my ribs, knocked me down. I got a little disoriented and wound up over here. I could hear it following me up until I reached your porch.”
You rub your arms and gaze over to the front door, “Did you see what it was?”
“Some kinda wolf I think,” his brows furrow as he thinks back, “big for a wolf though.”
His expression clears as he looks back at you, “You live here?”
Shaking your head, you drop his gaze to look into the fireplace, “No, just a weekend getaway. Shitty job and even shittier neighbors getting on my nerves, so here I am.”
He laughs, “You don’t love your job?”
“No, not really,” a small smile crosses your face turning back to him, “does anyone?”
Leon shrugs before hissing from jostling the wound, “Mine’s not so bad. I work security.”
“Ahh, any place I know?”
He shakes his head, “It’s local.”
You hum in reply and glance at your watch.
“Well, I’m going to head to bed,” you stand and make your way back to the gun safe, pulling out the rifle again, “not to be rude, but I don’t know you from Adam so if you need to get my attention, I highly stress knocking and waiting for me to reply.”
His gaze doesn’t move from your face, “Read you loud and clear, miss.”
“Bathrooms through there, kitchen is there,” you point at each in turn, but with the open floor plan it would be hard for Leon to miss any of this, “I’ll probably wake up pretty early and make coffee. Then we’ll head down, okay?”
He nods along with you, “Okay, I’ll see you in the morning then.”
You walk over to the bedroom and right before the door snaps shut, Leon calls out to you.
“Goodnight!”
“Goodnight,” you parrot, giving one last look to the stranger now sitting on your couch.
His eyes seem to reflect the firelight making you shiver. In a blink, everything seems normal making you think you only imagined it. Closing the door all the way, you slide the lock in place and crawl into bed, leaning the rifle next to your nightstand.
He says he lives nearby but you’ve been coming to this cabin for most of your life and have never heard of any neighbors. It’s one of the reasons why your parents bought this place, the seclusion of not having anyone around for miles. He’s just really suspicious to you, even if he is cute.
You eventually drift off, eyes trained on the door until they’re slipping shut. A loud jarring sound from the living room wakes you with a jerk. Raising up your hand hovers over your gun. A loud muffled curse makes you deflate a little. Leaving your warm bed, you unlock and open your bedroom door a crack to see Leon kneeling over the chair he must’ve ran into.
“You okay?” You call out making him jump, head jerking around to the sound of your voice.
“Yeah,” he clears his throat, “I sorta tripped. Sorry to wake you up.”
You shrug and step out, making your way over to the kitchen, “Shit happens.”
Leon watches you as you grab a bottle of water from the fridge.
“You seem really interesting,” he tosses out as you drink your water, “it’s kinda refreshing.”
“No offense Leon, but this is super weird for me,” you blatantly state, squinting at him, “in all my time being up here, I’ve never run into anyone else.”
“I was attacked,” he gestures to his ribs, “and I walked around for a while before finding you. It’s not like I was hiding out for you.”
He laughs suggesting it’s a joke, but there’s a ring of truth to his words that makes your hair stand on end. You eye the block of knives to your left.
Once he realizes you’re not laughing, he tapers off, a queer little smile tugging at his lips.
“I think I’ve spooked you,” he sighs, placing his chin in his palm as it rests against the chair, “didn’t mean to, miss.”
Using the excuse of sitting your bottle down on the counter, you side step closer to the knives.
A grin stretches wide across his face, “Those won’t do you any good.”
Your fingernails dig into the soft meat of your palms as you level a flat look at the man in front of you.
“And why not, Leon?”
He tilts his head, fringe shifting until only one blue eye can be seen, “Because they’re not sharp enough, silly.”
By the time your fingers wrap around the handle of a butcher’s knife, four sharp claws are wrapped around your neck, thumb digging into your jaw to tilt your head up. Your brain stutters, trying to comprehend what you’re even looking at now.
He’s monstrous, blocking out the light completely, his body towering above your frame by a couple of feet, not including the curled ram horns protruding from his head. From what little you can see, you’re grateful for the dark. He chuckles a low warbling sound that has your heart rate kicking into overdrive.
“You’re very interesting,” you feel a cold press of something hard and smooth against your ear, “think I’ll keep you for myself.”
He drags you closer to the fire and you catch a flash of an animal skull in place of a face before he turns away and in a blink he looks human as he did earlier tonight.
He smiles at you, “Gotta remember not to scare you too much.”
With all the insanity that has taken place in the last few minutes, you find yourself blurting out the first thing that comes to mind.
“You weren’t even hurt, you asshole. Made me waste my first aid gauze.”
Surprise crosses Leon’s features before he’s smiling again, too wide to be human. You can see his pupils are slitted now, like a cat’s.
“Yes, very interesting,” he chuckles, facing off against you and blocking any access to the bedroom (and your gun), “and you’re right.”
Under his breath you catch the words, “fucking Chris.”
You purse your lips, “If I go missing, they’re going to come looking for me. They’ll know your name.”
He sits you down on the couch taking a seat next to you. Leon’s excited by your words, eagerly leaning into your space.
“You’re just full of surprises,” his teeth are longer now, needle sharp as he speaks, “and so clever. I like you already. I don’t plan on killing you.”
You snort, “Sure, and all of those locals just fell down and hurt themselves to death?”
He laughs, a sharp bright sound that makes your chest flutter.
“Oh, well they had it coming to them. Needed to eat,” his eyes reflect in the low light, “you’re such fun.”
He leans forward and breathes in causing goosebumps to race down your arms, “You make me want things. Things I haven’t thought of in a long, long time.”
Confusion pinches your brows together, “How old are you? Wait, is Leon even your real name?”
“You ask such silly questions,” he pouts, “and yes, it is. Why? Think I should have something like Cthulhu?”
You huff a laugh at how offended he sounds but bite down the smile as soon as Leon lights up from your amusement.
“You’re a tough cookie to crack,” he presses more into your space making your skin prickle, “think I know a way to get you to like me.”
He pulls back and tugs his shirt off and with a small flex of his arms, rips the clothing in half. You can’t help but stare at him. When you patched him up hours ago, you had a fleeting appreciation of his body and now it flares back up as your eyes trace his pecs down to the happy trail disappearing under the band of his jeans.
After tearing the shirt again, he wraps a torn piece around your wrists and ties it off. You try twisting your arms, but it does nothing except pinch the skin. Embarrassingly, your clit pulses at the feeling of being tied up like this.
Next, Leon strips you both down quickly; his eyes hungrily raking down your nude body as he removes each piece of clothing. Feeling self conscious, even in front of a monster, you shift your arms to cover yourself. He grabs your biceps, blue cat eyes flashing with heat, and yanks them back up.
“Let me have my fill,” he gnashes his teeth, sharp points drawing your eye, “look at how soft you are, all that lovely unmarked skin…”
His voice trails off as he runs his hands down your arms to your breasts.
“Sweet little nipples that need sucked…”
You shiver as he tweaks your nipples until they’re stiff and sensitive. He runs his hands over your soft stomach and hips. One hand grips the fat of your waist and the other teasingly rubs across your mound.
“And a fat wet pussy that needs licked.”
You shudder at those words, thighs subconsciously parting for him as he grins wickedly into your eyes.
“Yeah that’s what she needs, huh? A sexy cunt that just needs to be stuffed full with a big fat cock.”
A whine slips past your lips and you go hot all over with embarrassment, toes curling against the soft rug.
“S-shut up, fucking perv.”
He laughs, a distorted chime that reminds you of a bell, and leans forward to nose against your jaw, kissing your cheek.
“Mmm, I’ll enjoy every second of this. You’re so feisty,” he kisses down to your neck, “which means this pussy is gonna taste so good. Especially when you cum.”
You glare at him but can’t stop the slick leaking down your thighs from his words and touches. It’s your darkest fantasy come true; you’ve gotten off to the thought of someone forcing themselves on you more than you’d like to admit. And now this weird creature is going to have his wicked way with you; it makes your pussy thrum in anticipation.
His hands distort into claws in front of your eyes; the fingers are multi jointed in the strangest of ways, skin discolored and skeletal with nails long and sharp, digging into your waist roughly making you suck in a breath. His teeth and eyes are still abnormal, but so far that’s the extent.
“What are you?” you murmur, eyes wide as they move back down to his strange hands.
He shrugs easily, “I’m me,” grinning mischievously he presses on, “wanna see something?”
Before you can say anything he sticks out his pink tongue. It unfurls from his mouth, long and thick with a rough bumpy texture. He laughs and pulls it back into his mouth.
“Gonna show you how fun it can be,” he kneels down in the floor, between your parted thighs, “god, you smell fucking fantastic.”
He drools a line of spit down onto the hood of your clit making your cunt throb with arousal.
“Yeah, you may say you don’t like it, but look how fucking messy this pussy is,” he sighs happily, laying his head onto your thigh to gaze up at you, “I’m gonna make you feel so good, little human.”
He kisses your cunt sweetly making your hips jump up.
“So sensitive,” he growls, eyes luminous as he glances back up to your face, “gonna enjoy this.”
He buries his face into your pussy, slurping and groaning as he licks into your hole.
“Such a fat pussy,” he grunts, mouth moving up to suckle your clit, “fat little pussy that’s gonna cum all over my tongue.”
You whimper, hooking your legs over his shoulders making him laugh at you.
“You like that? Like that I wanna eat this sweet pussy until you’re creaming my face?”
“Fuck,” you moan, head tossed back as he dives back into licking and kissing your pussy.
It should gross you out, turn you off, anything, other than wanting to have this monster eat you out. You blame it on your brain just giving into the craziness that’s happening. Hell, maybe you’ll wake up and this will all have been some kind of fever dream.
You grind against his mouth and his thick rough tongue fucks up into your clenching hole, fluttering against your walls and stretching your cunt wide like a cock would. Reaching down, your fingers grip into his hair, using it as an anchor as you hump down onto his tongue.
With a rumbling purr deep within his chest, you feel his hair shift as his horns grow out of his skull. Hesitantly, you move from his silky hair to the rough texture of his horns. You gently wrap your fingers around the base and he humps the air.
“Grip’em,” he murmurs, eyes bright, sharp teeth nipping the meat of your thigh, “think we’ll both like it.”
A shuddering whine leaves your lips as you grasp his horns and rock against his greedy mouth. He groans, the vibration thrumming through your cunt making more slick ooze from your hole. He pulls away to lick a broad stripe up your cunt, bumpy tongue lapping slowly at your clit making your thighs shake.
With a rumbling growl, he buries his face into your pussy lips, tongue pressing into your drippy hole. You shift your wrists as the binding bites into your skin while you grip his horns. He purrs and rubs his head back and forth so his nose rolls across your swollen clit. Whining softly, you buck upward, grinding yourself against his mouth.
More slick oozes from your cunt and he slips his tongue into your pulsing walls before licking his way up to your pudgy clit. Leon bites your pussy lips, sucking the skin roughly before letting go. He kisses the hood of your clit and across your mound before biting down on where your cunt meets your thigh.
Letting go, he moves back to running his bumpy tongue through your slick folds. You arch off the couch and into his warm rough mouth as he keeps licking and sucking at your cunt until you’re crying out.
“You’re gonna make me cum,” you pant, tugging his horns before grasping his hair.
He hums and sucks your clit into his mouth, tongue licking over the swollen bud as you moan softly. Right on the brink, he pulls his mouth away, sticky strings of saliva connecting to your pussy lips as he denies you your orgasm.
You narrow your eyes at him as he pulls away, his slitted pupils expanded as they move up from your glistening cunt to your pinched expression.
He grins and the sharp teeth make your clit throb. Gripping your arms, he slips your hands over his head to wrap around his neck. Moving up your body, he kisses you messily, tongue licking into your mouth greedily. You whimper to taste yourself on his lips.
His claws slide down your ribs making your breath stutter, exhaling a gasp as they wrap around your waist.
“So soft,” he murmurs, “just wanna sink my claws in you over and over.”
He slips his hands underneath your ass and lifts you up, standing to his full height where your head nearly brushes the roof of the cabin. Turning, he sits down on the couch with you in his lap.
“You seem rather human,” you mutter, eyes taking in his body as you straddle his waist, legs tucked on the outside of his thighs.
“Easier to enjoy a soft thing like you when I’m like this,” he laughs, clawed hands digging into the meat of your hips.
“It’s just surprising,” you shrug, arms still tied around his neck.
His eyes gleam white before settling back into their usual blue; he shifts on the couch before a smooth cat like tail slips from behind his body to wrap around your waist.
“Better?” A smug look crosses his face.
You hold back the laugh bubbling at the base of your throat; maybe you’ve lost your mind, maybe this is some weird hallucination brought on by whatever you ate, but a monster trying to impress you before fucking your brains out is something you never would have dreamt in your wildest fantasies.
“What about your face earlier?”
He rolls his eyes, “That’s so boring. Don’t you wanna see if I have two cocks or something?”
This time you do laugh, a small sound that you quickly stifle under his gaze. He jostles you as he pulls you down onto his bulge making your breath hitch from the sheer size of him.
“The answer is yes by the way,” his grin widens at the same time as your eyes do, tail tightening around your middle in excitement.
Burying his face in your neck, he mutters, “You seriously smell so good.”
His fingers move down and tease across your swollen clit, parting your pussy lips to drag slick up from your hole all around your bud. He lets go to remove his pants (which you’re not even sure how they’re still on), having you raise up on your knees as he shoves them down and off.
Once you settle back down on his lap one of his dripping cocks is sandwiched between your pussy lips and the other presses against the front of your mound, uncut head smearing precum on your abdomen, making you clench around nothing. From the looks of this one, both are thick and long, definitely bigger than anything you’ve had before.
“Eyes are up here,” his snarky tone pulls your attention back up to his face.
You shake your head, “How—“
“One at a time, silly,” he nips your neck, “then once you’re stretched enough, we can try both.”
His voice drops a lower octave, “But you’ve also got two holes that we can try out, too.”
Your eyes flutter as your cunt oozes slick all over his cock making him laugh.
“You’re really interesting,” he sloppily kisses your neck, “never had someone so excited before. Usually have to rape their little cunts in their sleep.”
You whimper and he raises up to smirk at you.
“Were you hoping for the same thing? Mmm, all half asleep as I stuff that pussy,” he purrs in your ear, “too tired and weak to push me off as I rape this tiny hole til I’m pulling out and covering you with cum.”
You grind down against his cocks as your nails digs into the back of his neck making him smile into the feeling.
“You’re such fun,” he tilts his head, eyes glittering, “just for that I’ll give you a little treat.”
Your mouth drops open in shock as he changes between one blink to the next; his entire face morphs to that of a smooth animal skull, bright eyes flaring from the empty eye sockets. He bares his teeth at you in what you hope is a smile.
“Ta da!” His voice comes out distorted and echoey, octave low and strange.
A high keen slips past your lips as he eases the head of one of his cocks into your cunt.
“You’re so wet,” he praises, “god, ‘m so lucky to get a little freak like you.”
You want to argue against him, but it’s hard when this monster is slowly sinking his fat dick into your spasming hole, stretching you out so good.
He pauses when he’s only halfway inside, holding you still with his huge hands until you’re squirming.
“Please,” you whisper, frustration making tears bead your lash line.
“Awww,” he coos at you, “since you’ve been so good, I guess you can have it all.”
And with that, he drops you down on his lap like a stone, cock bullying all the way into your cunt until the fat tip is bruising your cervix making you wail.
“Too rough?” He smirks.
You nod and slump against his chest.
“Must like it,” he mocks, “this pussy is gripping me so tight, don’t know if I can pull out.”
You shudder and drool on his pecs as his cock kicks inside your overly full pussy. His other cock drips precum all over your lower abdomen from where it’s sandwiched between you two.
“Untie me,” you’re able to slur out, slowly tugging your arms over his head.
He squints at you (or the skull seems to insinuate squinting) and uses a claw to slice through the tattered shirt binding your wrists.
Sighing, you rotate your hands before placing them on his chest and dragging them down. You watch as his muscles jump and twitch under your smooth palms. Finally, you cup the base of his other cock and slowly pull down the foreskin. You drool a line of spit down onto the head and precum blurts from the tip of his dick.
He snarls and pulls out only to roughly fuck back into your pussy. Whimpering, you’re only able to loosely grip his second cock as he jackhammers into your soaked cunt.
“Sensitive, huh,” you murmur, eyes half lidded as they gaze up into his skull face.
He whines at your words, grinding his tip hard against your cervix making your eyes roll back, “Been so long since a pretty thing wanted to play with me.”
Your hands grip his cock and begin to jerk him off firmly, spitting down on his tip to make it wet and messy.
His tail, which you forgot about, slips lower down on your waist and lightly teases across your clit.
“Oh,” your eyes move from his slackened jaw down to watch his soft tail slowly tap and rub across your swollen clit.
Your cunt squeezes around his cock rhythmically as he teases your bundle of nerves until you’re rocking against him. His claws let go of your hips to wrap around your thighs, spreading you open until he can see his cock pounding into your drippy hole.
His tail helps you lean back some so he can leverage his hips into rolling thrusts up into your pussy. Your hands shakily keep stroking his other cock,completely covered in spit and precum.
His tail smacks across your clit and your orgasm hits you hard. Your toes curl and spine arches as your cunt clenches down on his thick cock like a vice, milking him until it must hurt but he only groans in pleasure. Your hands go slack and he grabs them to toss over his broad shoulders.
He presses his mouth right against your ear, low baritone making your cunt spasm and clench around his fat cock.
“Gotta pull out, little human,” he chuckles when you whine, “mmm, I’ve got to cause if I cum in you, we’ll be mated. And you wouldn’t want that, would ya?”
Your nails dig into his shoulders hard enough to pierce his skin and he purrs, “Unless you want me to fill up this sexy little pussy and keep you forever.”
You bounce what little you can down onto his dick, hands moving up to his horns to grab onto them. Feeling cockdrunk and unhinged, you swivel your hips to fuck him harder, wanting everything he has to give.
“Wanna feel it,” you sigh as he sinks his sharp teeth into your shoulder, “fill me up, Leon.”
He growls, a loud inhuman sound that makes your skin crawl and a bolt of fear spike through the arousal. Instead of letting go, you grind down even harder, pussy feeling sore and sensitive.
“You want me to cum inside you?” He sounds pained and when he tilts back up his skull face has morphed into the one he wore earlier that night.
“Uh huh,” you pant and bring up one of your hands to cradle his jaw, hips swiveling down to prevent him from pulling out, “or are you all talk?”
In a flash, he has your back on the couch as he pins you down in a mating press, legs pressed open wide by his clawed hands.
He snaps his teeth in your face, “You don’t even know what it means to be bred, do you? I’ll have this fat cunt stuffed so full you’re dripping my seed for days. You’ll beg for it constantly, needing me to breed your cute little hole cause you feel so empty.”
You whine, hands coming up to wrap around his horns again, “Promise?”
He growls low in his throat and smashes your mouths together, his sharp teeth cutting your bottom lip so the taste of blood flavors your kisses.
“Promise,” he mutters against your mouth before licking up the blood tinging your lips.
“Gonna mate you all the time,” he mumbles against you as he pistons his hips deep into your swollen pussy, “have you cumming on my cock until you can’t even think anymore.”
You moan and pull him back in for more sloppy kisses, “Please, please, Leon, cum in my pussy.”
His second cock’s weeping so much precum, your stomach is a sticky mess, but it just makes you squeeze down on the cock inside you even more. Leon has flipped some switch in your brain because you feel like you’ll die if he doesn’t spill inside you.
“You promised me both,” you pout, tears clinging to your lashes as his cock presses into your cervix, “promised to stuff me with both.”
He groans brokenly, hips shuddering as he bucks into you one last time, spilling his thick load deep into your cunt at the same time his other cock spurts rope after rope of hot thick cum all over your body, jizz shooting all the up to your chin.
He groans like an animal you’ve never heard of as he dumps load after load into your pussy until it’s spilling out around his fat cock.
“Mated,” he sounds happy as he sinks his teeth into your neck making you scream out.
He pulls back with bloody teeth and that’s the last thing you see before passing out.
~*~*~*~
The warm slant of sunlight from the bedroom window shines into your eyes and you roll over with a grumble. You raise up quickly once you remembered where you were, only to see Leon lounging on the bed next to you eating a bowl of cereal as he watches the small portable tv on the dresser.
“These movies are so dumb,” he scoffs, digging into your Count Chocula cereal, “they always go overboard on the transformations.”
Your bleary eyes squint at the small screen and see what looks to be The Thing and you frown at him. Pushing yourself up, you slump against his side, body feeling overly sore (the same as your sensitive cunt).
“That better not be the last of it,” you mumble against his arm, making him turn his bright eyes over to you.
“No, but good morning, little mate,” he purrs, setting the bowl down on your nightstand so he can roll over on top of you to pin you down to the bed.
You whimper and arch up into the soft kisses he presses against your neck. The blanket slips down to his waist as he grinds his cocks against your needy pussy. He eases the head of one of them inside your hole, making you sigh and wrap your legs around his waist.
“Gotta fill you up again,” he chuckles, “sucking me in like I didn’t spend all night pounding this little pussy.”
“Leon,” you whine, nails scratching red lines down his back and making his hips thrust into you.
He fucks you slow and soft, rutting into your pussy as his other cock is sandwiched between your thighs.
“Perfect,” he sighs happily, “can’t wait to give you both.”
Eyes fluttering, you moan and pull him down fully on top of you, his heavy weight squishing you into the mattress. He growls and snaps his hips harder, the sound of his balls slapping against your ass makes you clench down on him.
“First pussy I’ve ever got to creampie,” he coos against your ear, “so taboo to mate a human, but damn if I don’t love fucking this tight cunt. S’all mine now, I own this tight little pussy.”
His words wring your first orgasm of the day from your sore body, pussy walls fluttering as you cum around his fat cock. He moans low in his throat, hips rabbiting harder against you as he chases his own climax.
His blunted human teeth bite down on your neck as he buries his cock as deep as he can in your pussy, pumping his load right against your cervix as his other cock spills wet and hot between your legs.
“Fuck,” you whimper, clit pulsing as he stuffs you to the brim and paints your thighs white with his thick cum.
He pulls away with a grunt and snuggles into your side. With a soft giggle, he nuzzles against the bite mark he left on your shoulder.
“Can’t wait to show you off. Chris is gonna eat shit,” he crows in your ear before kissing your jaw.
“Chris?” you tiredly ask, twisting to look at the top of Leon’s head.
“Yeah he’s the asshole who scratched up my ribs. He’s a part of what you humans would call my pack,” he leans up to kiss you on the lips, “don’t worry, I’ll introduce you after you’re settled in.”
“What?” You frown.
“I’ve got a place not too far from here,” he gushes, eyes shining excitedly, “you’re gonna love it. It overlooks the river and everything.”
“You have a house?” Your brain feels like it’s lagging behind.
“Of course, silly,” he kisses your neck again, “you’ll come live with me. I’ll take care of you, never have to worry about a thing.”
“Quit my job and just move out here?”
“It’s not like you liked it anyway,” he rolls his eyes before climbing on top of you, pinning you down again.
His cocks rub against your cunt making you whimper.
“I’ll take such good care of you,” he murmurs before kissing you, strange tongue licking into your mouth.
Whining, you suck on the thick muscle as he rocks against you, cunt oozing creamy slick and cum all over your thighs.
“Keep you forever,” he groans, pulling back to prop his weight on his forearms, “got me addicted to this little human pussy already. Definitely not letting you go.”
A high pitched moan slips from your lips as he slips the head of both of his cocks into your cunt.
“Mmm, can’t fit quite yet but we’ll get there,” he laughs, “let me just slip the tips in for now.”
Your thighs tremble as he rocks the first few inches of each cock into your used cunt. He relaxes on top of you, letting your pussy cockwarm his dicks as he bites and kisses at your neck. He moves up to kiss you, all wet and messy, making you whimper and cling to him.
It doesn’t take long before you’re rocking against him, slowly fucking the heads of his cocks in and out of your stretched pussy. He sighs and purrs into your kisses as he tongue fucks your mouth. You can feel as his teeth change against your lips, sharp points digging into the sensitive skin.
He works you for what feels like hours, just slowly sinking inch by inch into your spasming hole. His precum and your slick have soaked your thighs all the way to the bedspread underneath. It’s a wet mess between your thighs, but all you can feel is the pleasurable pain of being too full.
“Never had someone take both like this,” he rumbles happily, nosing against your jaw, “god, what a perfect fucking pussy. You’re taking me in so well, such a good fucking girl.”
You hiccup a whine at the praise, walls fluttering against the stretch of his dicks.
“Yeah? Like being my good girl,” he nips at your earlobe, “you’re the best I’ve ever had, so fucking lucky. Can’t believe I own a slut who likes being DP’d.”
Your nails dig harshly into his back as your toes curl, his words making you burn hot all over.
“Like that?” He mocks, “like that I own you and your pretty pussy?”
His tail slips between your bodies to spank your clit making you cry out and rock against him harder.
“Leon,” you slur out, tears slipping from your eyes due to overstimulation.
With a groan, he buries both cocks to the hilt inside of your clenching heat. Your pussy feels stretched to the limit, overwhelmed by the sheer size of both of his dicks. You gasp and mewl, feeling like you can’t breathe from being stuffed so full.
“Shh, shhh, I’ve got you,” he kisses your cheek, “taking me so well. Tight little cunt just made for me, huh?”
Not able to think, you just babble out nonsensical words, feeling on the edge of another orgasm. It’s not going to take much to make you cum.
“Aww did I fuck you stupid?” He laughs, “wet little pussy just can’t handle me can she?”
His tail smacks across your pudgy clit and your orgasm slams into you, making you squirt around his cocks, too spread open to clamp down as tight as usual.
“Oh fuck me,” he hisses, grinding himself deeper, making you wail as you continue to gush around him.
“Got your cute little pussy to squirt,” he moans excitedly, “fuck, that’s so hot.”
He growls and you watch as his eyes shine before his body shifts into that monstrous form you saw last night. He’s huge, caging you in with his skeletal and strangely jointed body. You whimper and move your hands up from digging into his shoulders to the horns coming out of the skull he’s wearing now.
He pulls out only to bully his fat cocks back into your well used pussy. Eyes rolling back at the pleasure he’s wringing from your body, you moan and grip his horns tighter making him buck harder into you. A few more thrusts and you’re cumming again with a weak cry, pussy walls fluttering and milking Leon’s dicks.
“My mate,” his distorted voice rumbles, hips fucking roughly into your spasming hole, “gonna breed your little pussy, fill you up with my hot cum.”
All you can do is mewl and whimper underneath his body, feeling as he fucks harder and harder into your cunt until he’s finally burying himself all the way inside. His tips knock and rub against your cervix which set off fireworks behind your eyes as you cum one last time.
Hot thick spurts of cum shoot out and quickly stuff your pussy full. Your abdomen looks bloated from how much Leon’s pumping inside your body. He’s snarling against your neck as he humps your pussy, dumping load after load into you until it’s dripping out around his balls.
You must black out cause the next thing you know, you’re leaning against Leon’s chest in the bath. Whimpering, you weakly grasp onto the hand he has trailing across your stomach.
“Finally awake,” he chuffs against your hair, “how do you feel?”
“Sore,” you croak out, throat feeling scratchy.
One of his hands clasps yours while the other slides across your hip to your swollen pussy.
“Leon,” you whine, “I can’t.”
“Shhh,” he kisses the side of your head, “let me make you feel good, my perfect little mate.”
His fingers quickly tease and rub across your sensitive clit until you’re rocking your hips up with the motion.
“There we go, good girl,” he sighs, “let me play with that cute pussy. Feels so good to have my fingers on your little clit, huh?”
“Mm hmm,” you arch back into his chest, thighs parted until they’re touching the sides of the bathtub.
“Want me to slip inside? Want my cocks to stuff you full of cum again?”
Your body feels molten with the arousal pounding through your veins. He shifts and both cocks are pressed against your cunt between your thighs.
“‘M always so hard around you,” he whines in your ear, “you smell too fucking good, wanna eat you up.”
You shudder as his sharp teeth press against your neck, fingers dipping into your cunt to trail back up and smear slick across your pudgy clit.
“Come on, I know you can cum for me,” he kisses your neck softly.
In next to no time, your thighs shake as an orgasm crests and sweeps through your tired body, making you tense all over before going totally limp against Leon’s body.
“Good girl,” he purrs against your back, hands rubbing at your waist, “can’t wait to take you home.”
Humming, you relax, letting the warm bath lull you into a sleepy state. Leon goes off on a tangent about introducing you to everyone as soon as possible as well as moving you into his house. While you listen to him talk about your new home, you think to yourself that being mated to a monster like Leon isn’t the worst thing in the world.
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December Winds
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Priest!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)
dedicated to you 💀 anon! 💜 I hope you like it!
warnings: 18+ minors DNI, religious connotations, Leon POV, dirty talk, nipple teasing, oral (m & f receiving), rimming (m receiving 🫣), unprotected sex, creampie, kissing, biting, slight blood
kinda beta read by my friend Rex 💜 (only like 80% so any mistakes are my own 😅 )
title from December Winds by Nox Arcana
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After Spain, Leon quits. As he tells the president, “I’ve seen enough.” And he meant it. He packs up everything, quietly bids goodbye to the few coworkers he respects and leaves out from Washington DC, praying he’ll never see the place again.
He searches for a job that’s a little less stressful and a lot more reclusive. He stumbles across an online ad looking for a live-in priest for a small rundown chapel buried in the middle of the Appalachian mountains. A quick search on google maps yields the exact results he’s hoping for—there’s nothing around for miles and miles.
It’s a cinch to get ordained online and even easier to order the cassock and Roman collar. He already has plenty of black shirts, pants, and even shoes, meaning it’s no sweat at all for him to look the part by the end of the week.
When he arrives at the small church, there’s a handful of elderly people gathered to give him a short walk through the place. They leave him with plenty of homemade food as well as their phone numbers for the cracked rotary phone in the office in case he needs any help.
The months roll by and slowly bleeds into a couple of years. He always sees the same handful of people at service, sometimes joined by visiting family members, but always a small congregation which is what he prefers. This year hasn’t been any different, that is until a knock rings out in the empty vestibule drawing him up short as he lays out pamphlets for next week's Christmas service.
Pulling open the heavy oak doors, he’s surprised to see a new face. You stand there shivering in the cold, jacketed arms clutching your middle.
“H-hi,” you give him a bright smile despite your chattering teeth, “m-my car’s s-s-stuck in the s-snow and—“
Before you can finish, Leon’s opening the door wider, feeling chill bumps race across his arms as the cold winter air gusts past you and into the church.
“Please, come in,” he steps back so you’ll follow.
Once inside, he shuts and bolts the door closed.
“I’m s-so glad someone’s here,” you laugh.
Leon watches you, expression stoic even though internally he’s cataloging every single thing about you with heavy interest.
He sees your smile tremble a little, your own gaze roving his face.
“I’m s-sorry to bother you,” you rub your hands together for warmth, “if I c-could just make a call, I’ll b-be out of your hair in n-no time.”
You pull your cellphone out with a frown, “I h-haven’t had service in miles.”
Leon glances down at your hands before looking back up into your face, nervousness radiating from your body language.
He turns, talking loud enough for you to hear as you follow behind him, “Phone’s in the office. If you can’t reach anyone, I have a number to a local mechanic who can help tow you out.”
“Thank you so much,” your voice sounds relieved, “I hate bothering you, but I really appreciate the help.”
“Of course, it’s what I’m here for.”
He glances back over his shoulder and sees your gaze wandering around the church, taking in the clean if rough hewn pews and stained glass windows. Your eyes cut to his quickly as if you sensed him watching, giving him a shy smile.
“You have a beautiful church, Mister?”
“Father Kennedy,” he answers, voice a little rougher than intended as you bite your lip in embarrassment.
“Sorry, not really up on my religion,” you laugh a little bashfully, “it’s nice to meet you, Father Kennedy.”
“Likewise,” Leon turns his attention to opening the office door, gesturing for you to enter first.
His eyes slide down your body, taking in your curves, and shaking away the urge to sink his teeth into your soft neck. You walk over to the old rotary phone, something Leon never updated as it still works just fine.
“Oh wow, my grandma had one of these!” you grin at him, “it’s so cute that you kept it for your office.”
That dark urge to bite you flares up in his chest again but he shoves it down. He nods at you instead of saying anything and you turn back to the phone.
Picking up the handset, you frown and click on the dial a few times before setting it back down on the cradle.
“Seems like your phone’s out,” you bite your lip again, looking agitated.
Leon shrugs, “Tends to happen this time of year. No telling when it’ll start working again.”
You nod along and blow out a breath, “Okay, we’ll I’ll head back to the car and see if I can—“
“Stay the night.”
That pulls you up short and he wants to laugh at the wide eyed look you give him.
“Stay here and we can try the phone again. If it doesn’t work, I can walk you to the nearest neighbor and try their phone.”
A soft smile crosses your face and Leon’s hit with an avalanche of impure want purring in his chest.
“Are you sure it’s no trouble? I mean I’d really appreciate it, but I don’t wanna put you out.”
“No trouble, besides I’m here to help those in need,” a crooked grin slips out, “and you seem to fit that description.”
Another shy bite of your lip has him shifting his feet, willing himself not to do anything to you.
“Okay then,” you give him the brightest smile yet, “thank you, Father Kennedy. I don’t know where I’d be without you.”
A sudden flash of you thanking him on your knees floods his thoughts and he turns away from you, adjusting his half hard cock through his slacks, never more grateful to wear all black than now.
“Follow me please,” he calls out to you, listening as you quickly walk to catch up.
He also listens as you introduce yourself and explain as to why you’re out here in the first place, basically boiling it down to visiting some family for the holidays. Nodding along, he guides you into his living quarters which just happens to be a bedroom big enough to house a bed and a desk with a few bookshelves.
“It’s so cozy,” you gush, running your hand along some of the handmade quilts and crocheted throws the church parishioners have given him over the years.
“It’s home,” he states simply, moving to the fireplace and stoking the embers into a flame.
“I’m kinda impressed,” you say as you hang up your jacket near the door, “it’s really rare to see someone so young as a priest in these kinds of communities.”
When he only gives you a deadpan expression, you begin to flounder.
“Oh I mean, I grew up near here and so I’m just used to like older— you know what, I just feel like I’m digging a hole for myself,” you drag your palms across your eyes, “it’s just different is all. And either way I'm happy to have met you.”
Leon finally lets his lips quirk up into a half smile, amused at your reactions.
“I understand, it’s just funny to see you try to explain it,” he moves away from the fireplace and grabs a change of clothes, ignoring how your cute pout is making him feel.
“There’s a bathroom just through that door,” he points to his right, your left, “I’m sure you don’t want to sleep in jeans. There’s also some spare toothbrushes in the medicine cabinet.”
He watches as you get flustered when taking the simple sweats and cotton t-shirt.
“Oh yeah, thanks,” you duck your head trying to hide your face and disappear behind the bathroom door to change.
Leon lets out a long breath, trying to ease the tension building up in his chest. The wanting seems to only be getting worse the more time he’s spending with you. It’s like he’s a teenager seeing a skin magazine for the first time.
Has he really been out here that long without seeing a pretty little thing like you? He’s in the midst of his thoughts while removing his collar and unbuttoning his cassock when he hears a soft squeak.
He turns to see your eyes shut tight, hands clenching your bundled up clothes to your chest.
“Sorry I didn’t mean to!”
Leon frowns before looking down to see his bare chest offset by his rosary. Heat washes through him to see you peek again and bite down on your lip hard as you turn away.
“I honestly was on autopilot,” he murmurs, voice rough making him clear his throat, “apologies, I’ll go change in the bathroom while you get settled.”
You gasp as he brushes past you to enter the bathroom. Grabbing onto the sink, Leon stares at his own blown pupils in the mirror.
Get it together. It’s just a woman. A sweet woman. A pretty woman who probably has an equally pretty little cunt—
Shaking his head to clear it, he finishes dressing for bed. As he brushes his teeth, his eyes wander and notice the toothbrush you used sitting off to the side. A sudden flash of possessiveness surprises him leading him to quickly finish up and make his way back into the bedroom.
You startle, standing up from sitting at the edge of the bed.
Hands wringing together, you smile nervously, “Uh I-I wasn’t sure where to sleep? Like I can take the floor—“
He’s shaking his head already interrupting you, “We’ll share the bed. It gets extremely cold at night and it wouldn’t be safe to sleep on the floor.”
You frown over at the bed and look back at him apprehensively, “I can just use the quilts to make a pallet in front of the fire.”
“Please,” he gestures to the bed, “there’s no central heating and it gets deathly cold some nights. Even with the fire, I’d be afraid you would get frostbite.”
“I’ll sleep against the wall,” he softens his voice, “we’ll put pillows between us if you’d like and you can have the edge.”
He watches you bite on that damn lower lip again, wanting it between his own teeth.
Nodding, your eyes seek out his again, “Okay. And we’ll try again first thing in the morning?”
“Of course,” he agrees easily, “I tend to wake early so I can check and wake you if need be.”
Your features melt from concern to thankful, “That’s very sweet of you, Father.”
A hot pulse of arousal makes his dick twitch but Leon ignores it in favor of offering you a slight smile.
“Of course. Shall we?” he nods at the bed.
You climb in after him, settling down under the layers of blankets and quilts.
“I definitely never would’ve guessed I’d start my vacation by sharing a bed with a priest,” you giggle to yourself.
“Unusual to say the least,” he dryly replies, sea dark eyes watching as you turn on your side, back facing him.
You hum softly, shoulders twitching under the shirt and legs swishing under the covers.
“Good night, Father Kennedy,” your soft voice has him gripping the blanket tightly.
“Goodnight.”
It’s driving Leon up the wall with how badly he wants to reach out and touch you. Settling a little more, he listens as your breathing evens out and finds his own eyes slipping shut.
Later in the night, he wakes up to your tossing and turning, feeling you press your ass back against him. He stifles a groan, eyes adjusting to the low light from the fireplace. You keep fidgeting, accidentally rubbing against his chubbed cock until he’s thickening in his sweats. His heavy hand reaches down and grabs you hip, stilling your movement.
“Sorry,” your sleepily mumble, “‘m trying to get comfy.”
He dips his head down to ghost his lips across the shell of your ear, feeling you shiver, “Doesn’t seem that way to me.”
He rocks forward, letting his bulge rub against your ass; you whine and press back against him harder.
“I’m sorry,” you whisper, “I promise I didn’t mean to.”
“Sorry, huh?” he dips his tongue into your ear making you whimper, “are you asking for forgiveness?”
His hand grasps your hip and pulls you into a slow rhythm of grinding back against his stiff cock.
“Oh,” you mewl as he kisses the shell of your ear, “I’m sorry.”
“That’s not how you ask,” he chuckles, kissing down your neck, “you know better than that.”
You moan as he bites down on the soft skin that’s been tempting him all this time.
“Forgive me, Father Kennedy,” you break the rhythm and grind back against him harder, “I’m so sorry I’m being so bad. God, can’t believe I’m dry humping a priest.”
A smack lands on your ass making you jump.
“We don’t take the Lord's name in vain either,” his low voice slips into your ear, “for that, you get those cute little nipples pinched.”
As you moan, he rolls you over onto your back, slipping an arm around your shoulders so both of his hands can knead and grope at your breasts.
“Pull your shirt up,” he murmurs in your ear, “be a good girl for me.”
You shove the t-shirt up to pool around your neck, hands settling back down to twist in the sheets. His fingers quickly move to circle and pinch your hard nipples.
“Oh, ohhh,” your eyes squeeze shut as he teases and rubs your hard buds, “Father, please.”
He bites your neck again making you writhe and press your breasts up into his hands.
“Please,” you whimper, eyes glimmering at him in the firelight, bottom lip swollen from your own teeth.
“Who knew such a tempting sinful girl would end up in my church much less my own bed,” he rumbles in your ear, grinding against your hip as he teases your nipples.
“Father Kennedy,” you swipe a soft, pink tongue against your lips, making his teeth ache, “shouldn’t we stop?”
“Do you want to stop?” he kisses your jaw, fingers tweaking your nipples sharply making you moan high in your throat.
“No, no, please, it’s so—you’re so hot,” you whine, hips squirming for friction under the blankets, “please, Father, want you so bad.”
“It’s a sin to tempt a priest,” he trails his lips across your neck to suck another mark into your skin, “you’ll have to repent.”
“H-how?” your eyes flutter, trying valiantly to stay open.
He pulls away with a smirk, “You’ll have to use your body in service to the Lord.”
A keening whimper escapes your lips, hands shakily reaching up to run through his sandy blonde hair.
“I-I’ll do anything,” you scratch your nails along his scalp making him groan, “just show me how I need to repent, Father Kennedy.”
He pulls his arm out from under you so he can climb on top of you, settling in between your thighs. Your hands pull his hair as he sucks a hard nipple into his hot mouth. He ruts against the mattress as he suckles each hard bud, nipping at the soft skin of your breasts and leaving marks everywhere.
“It’s been so long since I’ve had a pair of tits in my face,” his voice is low, smoky, and he can feel your legs try to press together only stopped by his bulky body.
He takes his time, kissing the areola before running his tongue over your nipple, letting his teeth softly bite down before sucking it further into his mouth. Your hips buck up against his chest as he lays on top of you. He can feel how wet you’ve gotten already, the soft press of your panties against his skin leaving behind a sticky mess.
He pulls back to look up into your dazed eyes, “Let me taste that wet pussy.”
You moan, hands tensing in his hair, “Y-you want to?”
“I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t,” he grins, “besides I wanna clean up that messy cunt with my tongue before you get slick all over my sheets.”
He scoots down, dragging his lips across your tummy and dropping kisses as he goes.
“We’ll keep the blankets pulled up so you don’t get cold,” he murmurs as he bites your hip bone before soothing it with his tongue.
You give him a shaky nod, “Okay, Father.”
He bucks his hips at that, feeling his cock leak in his sweats. He feels as you tug the blankets up and when he looks back up he can barely see your face making this seem so illicit and dirty it’s getting him even harder.
He quickly eases your panties down your legs and tosses them on the outside of the blankets before settling between your legs again. Leon lets his instructive thoughts win and bites bruise after bruise into the dough of your thighs, sucking and worrying the skin until you're squirming against his mouth.
He bites his way up to the crease of your thigh then lets his tongue trail across your skin until he’s lapping at your swollen clit. He hears as you moan loudly, thighs falling open wider as he hungrily licks into your cunt.
“You taste like sin,” he groans as he pulls back to spread your pussy open, “so fucking good.”
Pressing his face tightly against your slick coated lips, he flutters his tongue into your soaked hole and grinds his nose against your bundle of nerves. He slips his tongue in and out of your hole before licking back up to your throbbing clit, softly kissing the sensitive bud again and again until sucking it gently into his mouth.
Sweat beads around his hairline as it grows warmer underneath the layers of covers. Leon mouths at your sloppy cunt until you’re moaning loudly as slick coats his chin and lower jaw. Once your thighs start to tremble, he pulls away and crawls back up your body. The cooler air of the room kissing his sweaty skin as your hands scrabble against his shoulders.
“‘M so close,” you whimper as you tug him into a messy kiss, “wanna cum, please Father.”
He clicks his tongue, “You have to work hard for forgiveness,” he presses his thumb down against your chin making your lips part.
“Maybe we should try filling that mouth up first,” he murmurs, watching as your eyes droop.
You nod, running your hands down his broad chest, “Please, wanna see you, too.”
Surprise crosses his features, but he schools it into a crooked smile, “Aren’t you sweet? Take your shirt off for me while I get undressed.”
In no time, he’s kneeling between your parted thighs, completely nude save for the rosary around his neck. When he goes to slip it off, your hand snaps around his wrist.
He watches as the embarrassment wars with arousal as you ask him to keep wearing it. His dick throbs and kicks against his thigh and your eyes go lidded as they take in his thick cock.
“Allow me to show you how sorry I am, Father,” you scratch your nails across his chest all the way down his toned stomach to a happy trail that leads to the thatch of hair above his cock.
Goosebumps travel across his skin when you rub across his hips bones, breath ghosting across the drippy head of his dick.
Your tongue lathes over the slit, circling his tip and teasing under his foreskin before you pull back.
That shy look steals over your face, “Can you sit here?”
You pat the gap in the pillows in front of the headboard. Leon’s lips quirk in amusement and shifts to sit with his back to the headboard and legs splayed out across the bed. You move to kneel in between his thighs, eyes greedily taking in his stiff cock.
He watches as you lean forward, one hand coming up to grip the base of his cock as the other rests on his thigh, and slowly sucks the head of his dick into your mouth. Your eyes shutter with a moan as you take more and more of his cock into your mouth until you choke.
Pulling off with a gasp, your watery eyes blink open staying on his as you sink back down on his cock. His abdomen tenses and he grabs the back of your neck with his broad palm to guide your head.
“No need to rush,” his eyes track your tongue as you lick and kiss all along his dripping slit.
“You taste so good,” you moan as you lick your way down to his balls.
Leon keeps his gaze on you as your wet mouth sucks his balls into your mouth, whining when you can’t fit both at the same time. You smear your face against the spit slick skin of his squishy sac as you nuzzle and suck his taint.
“Oh, good girl,” he parts his legs wider so your mouth can reach him easier.
Your glazed eyes slide shut when you slip your tongue down further to ghost across his asshole. Tongue drifting lazily against it, Leon grunts when you finally lick into him.
“Such an eager girl,” he rasps as you softly eat him out, tongue eagerly rimming his hole.
You sloppily makeout with his hole as his cock weeps precum everywhere; his own heavy hands keep your face buried between his cheeks.
When you finally pull back, your chin’s coated with spit.
“Suck my cock a little more and I’ll fill up that needy cunt,” he pulls your swollen mouth to the weeping head.
Whining, you easily follow along and let his thick cock sink back into your mouth. He luxuriates in the feeling, the feeling of your hot hungry mouth slurping loudly around his dick. You moan and whine around him, rubbing your thighs together for friction. He smirks to see you acting so needy, so obedient in servicing him.
“Up,” he murmurs, grabbing your neck and pulling you off of his cock.
Your hands reach out to dig into his pecs, framing the rosary between your hands as you straddle his lap, his cock snugly pressing against your pussy.
“Oh, Father, please,” you grind down on his wet cock, dragging slick along his throbbing length until your clit’s bumping his tip.
“Poor little lamb,” his hands grab your hips, letting you rock against him.
With the grip he has on your hips, he easily manhandles you onto your back, kneeling between your spread legs, cock leaking all over your wet cunt.
“Oh god,” you mewl, scratching at his chest.
He spanks your clit with his fat cock.
“What did I say about taking the Lord’s name in vain?”
Your pupils swallow any color left in your eyes, “‘m sorry, daddy. I don’t mean to be bad.”
“Fuck,” he growls, slapping your cunt with his cock over and over to make your hips jump, “are you misbehaving on purpose?”
Head shaking no, you wrap your legs around his waist, “No, I didn’t mean— it just slipped out. I‘m sorry, Father Kennedy.”
He nudges the tip of his cock into your hole, making you keen and rock down. The pressure around just the head makes him want to be rougher, meaner with you.
He grins smugly down at you, “You just can’t help it, can you? The wetter this pussy gets the dumber you are, right? What a slut.”
You whine, the heels of your bare feet digging into the back of his legs, goading him to slide deeper into your cunt.
“Yes, I’m your slut, Father,” your hands tug on his rosary making him groan and fuck his dick into your spasming cunt.
His heavy weight drops over your body, earning another low whine followed by your nails scoring a hot trail across his shoulders. He shudders, enjoying that small bite of pain as your eyes roll back in your head, pussy sucking him in even deeper somehow.
“Pretty cunt just needed me buried balls deep in her, huh?” he groans as he pulls out just to sink back into your pussy, “so tight.”
“W-wait,” your voice goes high with sudden realization, “I thought p-priests were banned f-from having sex,” you gasp out, stuttering through Leon’s thrusts.
“Baby,” he coos condescendingly, “you don’t think I was some silly little virgin, did you?”
He boxes you in even more, dropping down on his forearms that rest on each side of your head.
“But I gotta say, you’ve got the best pussy I’ve ever fucked,” he kisses your mouth, “so wet,” he drops another kiss to your lips, “and tight,” and another kiss ending with a rough bite of your bottom lip, “this kitty’s been purring for my dick all night.”
Your head thrashes against the pillow at his words, “Yes, yes, fuck,” tears drip from your lash line, “it’s so good, Father Kennedy.”
Molten heat rushes through his veins at your wanton face paired with that sweet voice. His teeth sink into that plush bottom lip, suckling on it until you tug your head back with a soft cry. It’s swollen and split from his teeth, a small bead of blood welling up only for him to lick it away with a groan.
He licks into your mouth, mixing spit and blood until he’s sucking your tongue past his own greedy lips. His cock slowly ruts in and out of your clenching hole as he kisses you breathless. Your fingers tangle in his rosary, tugging him back to your mouth every time he goes to pull away.
Leon lets himself go; stops trying to control himself and settles into fucking into your warm, wet cunt with harsh skin slapping thrusts. He bites anywhere his mouth can reach, leaving dark bruises or even outright bloody teeth marks behind. His dark eyes keep track of your pleasure as well; if you wince, he makes sure to lathe his tongue across a bite instead of sinking his teeth into you again or fucks his cock shallowly into your pussy instead of knocking against your cervix how he likes.
You reward him with pretty little cries and pleads against his lips; your doughy thighs clasped tightly around his waist as you beg for him to ruin your cunt. He wrings orgasm after orgasm until your body’s spent and you're babbling incoherently.
He keeps you underneath him all night, trading blood tinged kisses as his cock stuffs your squelching pussy. Sunlight begins to stream through the snow tinted windows when he finally manhandles your body to straddle over him once again.
Leon feels like this must truly be what heaven is like. You, seated in his lap as he buries his cock to the hilt in your hot little cunt watching as you grind down against him. Fat dimples between his fingers as he grips your ass tightly, helping you keep rhythm as he bounces you up and down his dick.
“Oh Father Kennedy,” you whimper, “I can’t, I can’t—“
“Yes, you can,” he murmurs, easing your harsh grind into a slow back and forth, “you can give me one more so I can feel that pussy squeeze me so I can put a nice thick load in her.”
His fingers slowly circle and pinch your pudgy clit, letting you rock against him a little faster.
“Oh, I’m-I’m g’nna,” you hiccup a sob, tears dripping from your eyes as he works your exhausted body towards another orgasm.
“Call me, Leon,” he smiles at you, the first genuine one he’s actually offered to anyone in quite a long time, “now cum for me, squeeze me nice and tight.”
“Leon, Leon, I-I’m cumming,” you gasp out, a mewling cry slipping past your swollen lips as your pussy milks Leon’s cock for the upteenth time since this all started.
“Good girl, so good for me,” he groans, letting your climax coax his own from him, grabbing your hips to hold you snug to him.
He growls up at you, cock jumping inside your spasming pussy as rope after rope of sticky cum spurts inside your fluttering walls.
“Leon, oh, it’s so warm,” you whimper, one hand settling on your belly and the other resting on Leon’s heaving chest.
“Fuck,” he yanks you down into a messy, spit filled kiss.
You whine and he softens it, titling his mouth up to press softer kisses to your lips until pulling away. Easing down next to him, you snuggle into his side, burying your face in his neck.
“So am I forgiven now?” you tease, fingers tracing over the beads of his rosary.
“Might need to spend some time with me in the confessional,” he presses a kiss to your hair, “just to make sure it takes.”
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Bound For The Floor
dogman!Leon S. Kennedy x puppy!fem reader (one shot)
Dedicated to 🍁 anon! I hope you enjoy it!! 💜 😘
Warnings: 18+ MDNI, reader is mid 20’s with Leon being older, appearances from Ark Thompson and Chris Redfield, jealous Leon, masturbation, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, knotting, biting, aftercare
looked over a smidge 🤏
Title from Bound for the Floor by Local H
It’s raining the day you’re brought home. To your new home. You’ve been chosen by a man with kind eyes to keep his other hybrid company while he works. He smells nice and he’s gentle when handling you so you’re more than amenable to joining his little family. Ark is his name, kinda funny but you think it’ll be super easy to remember since it rhymes with bark— something you’re very good at when called for (not that good pups bark a lot).
He talks to you on the drive from the adoption agency to his home, explaining his routine and describing the dogman you’ll be living with from now on as well. Ark even shows you a picture of Leon on his phone while you’re stopped at a redlight, making your tail wag in excitement at meeting the rugged looking hybrid.
In shy, halting words, you tell him about your short stint at the adoption agency. Raised with only caretakers, they finally gave you over to the agency fairly recently in the hope of finding you a forever home. You’ve experienced nothing but kindness and understanding with the outside world which might make you a little naive; however, it does nothing to dilute how happy you are at the opportunity to have your very first owner.
“Leon, we’re home!” Ark calls out into the empty foyer as he sets all of your things down on the floor.
Your eyes are comically big as you take in everything around you, nose scenting the air and picking up a delicious smell that has you drifting further into the house. A gruff hum pulls your attention to the hybrid Ark had called Leon.
You smile at him, tail wagging nonstop, “Hi!”
His lip curls in distaste but he only stares you down without saying anything.
“Leon,” Ark’s voice lilts in warning, “be nice.”
Leon rolls his eyes with a snort, but walks closer to you.
“Hello,” he grits out and your tail wags harder.
“It’s so nice to meet you,” you smile even bigger.
“Get along, okay?” Your owner ruffles your ears and you turn your bright smile to him.
Nodding, you hum in agreement. Ark shoots another stern look to Leon and walks off further into the house.
“You smell nice,” you offer up to the serious dogman in front of you, “I’ve never smelled anyone as good as you before.”
A red flush bridges his nose and cheeks as he shrugs, “Yeah, right.”
You pout, “I mean it. Can I scent you?”
His body stiffens in place as his look shifts from disbelief to sheer surprise.
“Uh, I guess—“
“Great!” You walk forward until your chests are nearly touching, “I’ve only ever done this with my litter mates, so I’m unsure on how to scent someone else.”
You can see Leon swallow as he tilts his head, “Oh? You smell like a kennel.”
You laugh, missing his gaze raking down your body, “Yeah, I’ve been waiting on our owner for a day and they keep us in a kennel so nothing happens before the adoption.”
Leon nods although you’ll come to find later that his adoption was much rougher and less pleasant than your own experience.
You lean forward and bury your nose against his neck, whimpering when you can smell him unencumbered. You breathe in freshly mown grass and a spicy musk that has your mouth watering. Snuffling against him, you don’t realize you’re rolling your hips against his.
Leon hands grip your hips but he only helps you rock yourself against him in a way that makes you whine and pant against his skin. Distantly, you feel his nose press against your neck and breathe in your own scent. He growls and you whine, tilting your head so he can nip and lick at your soft skin.
With a low growl, Leon pries himself away from you even as you chase after the pleasurable feeling coursing through your body.
“Behave, pup,” he murmurs in your ear and you let him pull away.
“Leon,” you whine at him, pawing his chest as you watch him close his eyes and take a steady breath.
“I need to go find our owner, stay here,” he walks you over to the couch and presses you down on the soft cushions.
When you go to rise as he steps back he holds his hand out.
“Stay. Be a good girl for me.”
You go hot all over, “Okay.”
His eyes darken but he turns and leaves the room, bringing Ark back after a few minutes.
“I feel hot,” you slur out, eyes pleading up at the men in front of you.
Leon stands behind Ark, stiff as a board while he watches.
“Poor thing,” Ark soothes, softly rubbing your ears, “looks like Leon may have triggered an early heat.”
You sigh as Ark gently massages your ears and temples.
“Leon, can you take the rest of her things up to her room? I’ll carry her up and we’ll let her rest,” your owner says over his shoulder and your eyes track Leon as he leaves the room.
“I want—“
“I know,” Ark sighs, “but let’s get you settled in and some meds in you. Tomorrow you’ll feel better.”
“M’kay,” you mumble, slumping into his chest as he picks you up bridal style.
You feel him set you on a soft bed and coax you to swallow some icky tasting medicine before allowing you to drift off to sleep. At some point in the night, that delicious smell from earlier seeps into your brain and has you maneuvering until your face is buried in a warm chest. A low pleased rumble makes you press the dough of your thighs together as you sink deeper into sleep.
The next morning you wake up to the door opening.
“Leon,” Ark’s voice sighs out, “I thought I told you to let her rest.”
Arms snake out to wrap around your back and pull you further into the warm body in front of you.
“I was here in case she needed something,” the dogman’s rough voice sent goosebumps skating across your skin.
Ark’s palm brushes across your ears and you giggle and turn in Leon’s arms to look up at your owner.
“Are you feeling better?” His brown eyes pinch with worry.
“Much better,” you smile, “just a little tired.”
Ark’s eyes crinkles when he smiles in relief, “Good. I’ll let you rest some more. Leon can help you if you need anything.”
Your owner ruffles first your ears then Leon’s before slipping back out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Feeling shy, you shimmy away from Leon and climb out of bed.
“Thank you for looking out for me,” you tug on a loose thread on your shirt.
He grunts in acknowledgment and you look over into his face. His blue eyes stare you down for a split second before he climbs out of bed as well.
“Yeah, well s’only the right thing to do,” he mutters, “make sure to take those meds.”
He jerks his head to the nightstand behind you and you see that Ark must have brought up medicine and water when he checked in on you.
“I will,” you nod, smiling at the grumpy dogman as he brushes his hair back, “thanks, Leon.”
“Don’t mention it,” he waves you off, following in Ark’s footsteps as he slips out of your room.
You quickly take the heat suppressants and smile to yourself. It’s nice having a friend. Crawling back into bed, you shove your face in the pillow Leon used and sigh happily. He just smells so good! Your tail thumps against the bed as you breathe in his scent more. A small whine parts your lips as your cunt grows hot and wet, clit throbbing as the smell of fresh grass and spice fill your nose.
You can’t help yourself as your fingers slip beneath the band of your underwear to tease across your slit. Panting against the pillow, you hump your fingers and let yourself pretend they were bigger and thicker. It doesn’t take long for you to cum, slick coating your hand along with the gusset of your panties. A yawn overtakes you and before you can get up to change, you fall asleep with your face buried in Leon’s scent.
After that weird welcome home, Leon pretty much keeps to himself. When Ark’s around, he’s nearby, but acts aloof and distant if you try to befriend him. You’re really bummed out, and you don’t want him to snap at you like he did at the neighbor’s hybrid, a nice boy named Steve, so you just try to be polite and stay out of his way. You’re pretty much glued to your owner’s side anyways. He smells almost as good as Leon, like fresh coffee and leaves, so you’re constantly trying to sit in his lap.
Leon always snarls his lip when he sees you snuggled up to Ark, letting him pet your ears and tail while he watches tv or reads. The first time you offered to move so Leon could get his ears rubbed, he turned his nose up and sat on the other side of the room; since then, you ignore him and happily enjoy Ark’s soft head pats.
But, every now and then, Leon does something nice that makes your heart flutter and leads you to think he likes you more than he shows. Falling asleep on the couch and then waking up in your bed, seeing your favorite food already prepared for lunch, or even simple chores being done before you get to them. Those little things have you seeking him out in thanks, but he always waves you away with a gruff word paired with a small blush on his cheekbones.
One day, you come home from your walk with Ark only to smell someone new. Your ears perk up as your owner chuckles and gestures for you to walk on into the house while he takes off his shoes. Quickly beelining to the living room where the smell is stronger (a nice blend of sandalwood and vanilla), you stop in place to see Leon laughing at something another dogman is saying.
“Oh, hello,” you give a shy wave to the two sitting on the couch.
Leon glances over at you, eyes darting from you to the hybrid next to him. The stranger gives you a wide smile, drawing your eyes to his heavily stubbled jaw.
“Hi, I’m Chris, you must be Leon’s new pup,” he grins over at the quiet dogman.
You feel a flush of warmth spread throughout your chest from his words.
“She’s not my pup,” Leon mutters under his breath, but you still hear it making your smile a little dimmer.
Chris ignores his friend and pats the spot open to his left, “Sit next to me so I can get to know you.”
You nod your head and walk a wide half circle to avoid being in Leon’s space to sit on the couch beside Chris. Quickly taking in his appearance, your tail wags when he smiles at you again.
“I’ve been meaning to come over for a while. If I’d have known Leon had such cute company, it would’ve been sooner,” he angles his head to wink at you and one of his ears tilts back.
Smiling, you shrug, “Well maybe you can visit more now. I love making new friends.”
Chris laughs and it causes your tail to thump against the couch. Unbeknownst to you, Leon tenses and elbows Chris in the ribs.
“Well, as much as I’d love to stay, I’m pretty sure my owner is looking for me by now,” Chris lumbers to his feet and you have to crane your neck to keep eye contact.
“I’ll see you to the door,” Leon stands next.
You wave while Leon practically steers Chris out of the room.
“It’s nice meeting you,” Chris calls out before rounding the corner.
“You too!” You move from the living room to watch Leon close the door behind his friend.
“He’s nice,” you offer, smiling at the dogman.
Leon grunts, “Chris is okay.”
You pause, not really understanding why Leon seems upset with you.
“If-if you want to hang out alone with him, I can ask Ark to take me for walks when he visits,” you fiddle with your shirt hem, “I don’t want to get in your way or anything.”
Leon doesn’t say anything and you nod, slipping off to your room. Your chest hurts with disappointment leading you to curl up in a ball in the center of your bed, falling into a fitful sleep. Later the snick of your door shutting has you raising your head up, eyes slowly adjusting to the figure walking to your bed.
“Leon?” Your voice rasps with sleep.
“Yeah,” he whispers, kneeling on your bed before shifting until he can lay down, pulling your back to his chest, arms encircling your waist.
You stiffen against him, confused as to what he’s doing there.
“I’m sorry,” he presses the words against your ear, “I’ve been pretty rude to you and it’s nothing you’ve done. From here on out, I’m gonna treat you better.”
You hum happily, “Thanks, Leon.”
“Can I sleep in here tonight?”
“Sure,” you yawn, sleep already tugging your eyelids closed, “‘m happy we’re friends.”
“Friends,” he laughs to himself, “right.”
Weeks go by and Leon is true to his word. He’s more friendly and hangs around you even without Ark being around. He’s also way more touchy feely to your delight. Constantly scent marking you before you leave the house on your walks, going so far as to let you borrow his clothes if Ark is taking you to the park or even out while he shops.
It makes those butterflies in your chest swarm and your heart beat fast whenever he does those kinds of things. And since he never asks for his shirts back, you wear them to bed, hands tucked into your panties as you breathe in his scent and get yourself off. You would feel a bit bad, but you see how Leon stares at you the next day—like he can smell the effect he has on you and it makes your skin buzz.
There’s no telling how long this would have gone on, but luckily for you, Ark forgot to refill your meds and he’s out for the night, leaving you and Leon home alone. You truly only meant to tease the handsome dogman, make him feel as out of sorts as you do when he’s around; however, you didn’t realize how much being off of your medicine would affect you.
Just being next to him on the couch as you watch television is making your palms sweat and your nipples hard. Trying to sit still is impossible. The more you shift around, the more uncomfortable you are until Leon’s hand comes down on your thigh like a hot brand on your skin. Whimpering, you press the dough of your thighs together, squishing his fingers in between the soft skin.
“What’s gotten into you?” His low voice rumbles through your ears making your cunt leak into your panties.
Not thinking it through, you sit up into a kneel and clamber onto his lap.
“It’s hot,” you whine, grinding yourself down onto him, “want you to make me feel better, Leon.”
“Wha—“
You swivel your hips and feel his cock thicken underneath your ass, pressing against the seam of your shorts and making your eyelashes flutter.
With a groan, Leon grabs your hips to stop them from bouncing down on his bulge.
“Sweetheart—“
His voice dips out into a low moan as you lap at a sensitive spot on his neck before licking the shell of his ear. You feel his cock twitch and kick against your clothed pussy and it makes you whine.
“B-bad girl,” he hisses, head falling back against the couch, ears flopping, “bad girl, bad p-puppy, oh fuck.”
You nip his bottom lip before messily licking into his mouth, grinding down on his thick cock as he leaks enough precum to stain his sweats.
“Puppy, stop,” he groans, “we can’t, oh god, you need your meds and Ark—“
“He’s out with friends,” you pout, rocking your hips just right so your clit rubs against the seam of your shorts sending a sharp zing through your body, “and I don’t have any more medicine.”
“You never listen,” he growls and your tail droops.
You let out a surprised squeal when Leon shifts off the couch to press you down into the floor.
“Need me to stuff your pussy, huh?” he bites your ear, making you whimper, “‘m gonna be the only one sniffing around your greedy little cunt.”
Your eyes roll back when he dry humps your pussy, grinding the thick outline of his cock right against your wet slit.
“First I wanna see if you taste as good as you smell,” he kisses you heatedly before moving down your body.
He slips your shorts off and tosses them across the living room. Leon buries his nose between your legs, sniffing across your soaked panties. The fabric sticks to your chubby pussy lips allowing Leon to lick at your clit easily.
“Oh, oh,” you moan, hands reaching down to tangle in his hair, softly rubbing over his fuzzy ears.
He grunts and laps up the slick leaking down your thighs before pushing your panties to the side to lap at your hole.
“Taste so good,” his muffled voice causes vibrations that make your toes curl, “mmm could eat your little cunt all day.”
“Leon, please,” you hump against his mouth, eyes locked on his blown out gaze.
He hums and the vibrations make your clit tingle as more slick drips onto his tongue. The thick muscle slides in and out of your hole before he licks his way back up to your clit, softly sucking the swollen bud into his mouth. Your thighs tremble as his rough sandpaper tongue swirls around your pudgy clit before sucking it gently.
“So good,” you whimper, thighs falling open as far as they can go while your tail wags, “Leon.”
He growls, tongue fucking your pussy until sloppy wet sounds fill the room. His broad hands grab underneath your knees to shove your legs up to your chest. Pulling back, you moan as he spits on your cunt quickly followed by him burying his face against your soaked pussy. His rough stubble makes you squeal and pant while he licks and sucks your pussy lips.
“So soft and wet, pup,” he grunts, pulling back to finally shed himself of the rest of his clothes.
He strokes his cock to take the edge off and your mouth waters at the precum beading at the tip. With a groan, he notches the tip against your hole and glides the fat head up to smack against your clit. He presses his hips flush against you and you whine, the feel of the blood hot skin of his cock pulsing against your pussy.
“Look how deep it’s gonna reach, pup,” his voice rumbles low in his chest, making your nipples ache.
He uses his thumb to press his tip down against your skin as your bleary eyes take in how far his cock will be inside your needy cunt.
“Oh god, Leon, s’too big,” you mewl, ears lying flat against your skull.
With a warm chuckle, he pulls his cock back to slide across your pudgy bud, grinding the head against your sensitive clit until you’re whining and dripping slick onto the carpet. His cock presses into your pussy making you moan reedily, voice breaking into a gasp.
He chuffs and gently bites the side of your neck, rocking his cock another inch into your clenching hole.
“Pussy’s just small, honey,” he coos softly, sandpaper tongue licking up to the shell of your ear, “gotta stretch her out so you can take my knot.”
Your walls clench down on his dick making his hips stutter. His eyes darken and he pulls completely out.
“How about we make it easier for this soft little cunt?”
Without letting you answer he flips you over into your hands and knees, one palm pressing down in the middle of your back and the other gripping your hip to raise your ass up. He slides in much easier in this position, bottoming out with a loud groan as you claw at the floor.
Mewling, you press your ass backwards, working more of Leon’s thick cock into your dripping pussy.
“Wan’ it,” you slur, nails digging into the plush carpet, “want your knot, Leon.”
He growls and buries his cock to the hilt inside your cunt making you cry out from the sudden stretch. Your walls clamp and pulse around his fat dick while you catch your breath.
“Good girl,” he whispers into your ear, making you shiver all over, “such a good pup for me.”
“Leon,” you whimper, pussy walls fluttering around his thick length as he slowly ruts into you.
He groans and pulls halfway out before bullying his dick back into your sopping wet hole.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he bites your shoulder, canines digging into your skin, “perfect pussy, made for me aren’t you, honey?”
“Uh huh,” you gasp out your agreement, voice not wanting to work as Leon pounds your cunt hard enough you’re getting rug burn on your knees.
He grips the base of your tail and pulls, making you scream— pussy fluttering and pulsing around his dick as your orgasm takes you both by surprise.
“Good girl,” he coos, dropping your tail to grip the fat of your ass with both hands, “so good, gripping me so tight with that little pussy, working for that knot like a good pup.”
Shuddering, your body trembles as Leon keeps thrusting his fat cock right against your g-spot as the tip kisses your cervix. Drool spills from your mouth as you heave in deep breaths.
“Want you to cum one more time, pretty girl,” he lightly spanks your ass making you whine, “one more and I’ll knot this pretty pussy til she’s nice and full. Don’t you want that? For your hot cunt to be bred til you’re stuffed to the brim?”
“Please, please, Leon,” you mumble, ass bouncing back against his thrusts, “want your knot, please, want it so bad.”
One of his hands dip below your abdomen to circle the swollen bundle of nerves coated in your slick. Your pussy clamps down on his dick as he softly teases your clit.
“Oh that’s it, right there,” he kisses your neck, tongue lapping against your sweaty skin, “can feel you getting tighter. Cum for me, let me feel it.”
As Leon keeps hammering into your pussy, his fingers circle and tease across your pudgy bud until one last thrust has your orgasm whiting out your vision. Your ears ring so loud you don’t even hear as Leon curses against your neck while he snaps his hips against your ass before burying his cock deep in your spasming pussy.
You wail when his knot locks you together, stretching your cunt even further as you feel his hot thick cum spill inside.
“So good for me,” Leon groans, hands smoothing over your sides and back, “perfect, so fucking perfect.”
You sigh gustily, body going limp as Leon continues to fill your pussy with load after load from his thick cock. He shifts until you’re both able to lay on your sides comfortably, hands petting your body gently.
“Feels nice,” you mumble, relaxing even further against him.
“Good,” he kisses the back of your head, “once I can pull out, wanna run you a bath. Gonna take care of you.”
Preening, you smile although he can’t see it, “That sounds so good.”
It’s quiet and relaxing as you bask in Leon’s soft touches and praise. As soon as he slips out of your sore cunt, he scoops you up into his arms and carries you into the bathroom. Setting you down on the edge of the tub, Leon works the taps and fills it with comfortably warm water.
Once he settles down in the basin, he maneuvers you to sit with your back to his chest. His warm hands rub at your arms and shoulders.
“Let me know if you’re sore anywhere,” he kisses your temple.
His softness is making your clit throb, loving how Leon treats you.
After he works your arms and shoulders, he shifts down to your thighs. You moan low in your throat.
“What if I’m sore here?” You bite your lip and grab one of his hands to shift it to your clit.
He chuckles causing goosebumps down your body.
“Oh? Need this fat pussy rubbed?” he slips his fingers down your slit before circling back up to your clit, “is she really sore, honey?
“So sore,” you mewl, slumping against his chest as he teases across your swollen clit.
It doesn’t take long for his rough fingers to work another orgasm from you, pussy clenching around nothing as your clit throbs underneath his fingertips.
“So fucking good,” he turns your head to kiss you messily, tongue licking into your mouth as spit drips down your chin.
Leon finishes washing you both off before helping you stand, wrapping a fuzzy towel around you before emptying the bath. Feeling extra sleepy, you don’t put up a fuss as Leon guides you into his room. Helping you slip under his covers, you sigh as Leon’s scent surrounds you.
“Goodnight,” he kisses the side of your mouth making you turn and pout your lips for a kiss.
Chuckling, he kisses you gently, running his thumb across one of your ears.
“Goodnight, Leon,” you smile sleepily, snuggling into his chest.
#lipglossanon#lipglossmasterlist#hybrid au#hybrid#hybrid!leon#hybrid!leon s kennedy#dogman!leon#dogman!leon s kennedy#puppy!reader#fem!reader#dogman!leon s kennedy x puppy!reader#leon s kennedy smut#leon kennedy x reader#leon kennedy x you#leon x reader
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I Only Touched Her Hips (But She Saw It)
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dogman!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, owner/pet relationship, mounting, knotting, dirty talk, creampie, nipple play, oral (f and m receiving)
Not proofread ✌️
Part 1: Stay Right Through
Title from Tell Her Tonight by Franz Ferdinand (also throwing in The Dark of The Matinèe cause I listened to it as well 💜)
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It’s Monday and you’ve called out of work, the lie slipping off your tongue easily.
Leon had woken you up early, face buried in your soaked cunt as he licked you through two orgasms— all before 4am. After, he flipped you over on your stomach and mounted you with a growl. The other coworker on the line completely oblivious to the fact you called in sick with your ass in the air and Leon knotting your pussy so good your cock drunk before 8am.
All morning, you’ve been stuck on his knot, shivering and milking his dick as he keeps playing with your pudgy clit.
“Mmm little owner you’re still so tight even after this whole weekend of being stretched on my cock,” he laughs as he bites another mark into your neck.
You whine, brain feeling so fuzzy as he keeps you pinned down and mounted on every surface available.
By the end of the day, Leon seems to have run out of steam. You take advantage of the break and order in takeout while you go grab a quick shower. Your cunt is puffy and sore, but you kinda like it. It feels so dirty and good that you’re actually kinda hoping after dinner that Leon will be up for another round.
You pat your cheeks, scolding yourself for being so thirsty when this can’t keep up; you literally cannot keep calling out of work so your hybrid can knot you all day. Shivering at that thought, you firmly shake your head and finish your shower. You need to make sure Leon knows he can’t just do whatever he wants, heat or no heat.
Once you’re dried off and dressed, you hear the doorbell chime. By the time you make it into the living room, Leon already has the food set out on a table in the kitchen.
“Thank you,” you smile at him, feeling soft affection bloom in your chest.
“Of course,” he walks over to you and butts his head against your arm making you giggle and ruffle his ears.
You both sit at the table, Leon digging in immediately as you pick at your food.
“Leon, we need some ground rules in regards to… intimate relations,” you cringe at yourself.
His dark blue eyes stare at you, a grin coming over his face, “You mean I shouldn’t knot your pussy so much?”
You feel a rush of heat travel through your body, making your nipples ache.
“Yes,” you deadpan, “you—we need to tone it down. I can’t miss work like this all the time.”
He nods, looking contrite, “Yes ma’am. I’m sorry about this morning. I just… you smelled so good and I just wanted a little taste. I got carried away.”
Another buzz of arousal sweeps through you, “I know, Leon. And on the weekends,” you rub your face bashfully, “I don’t mind it so much since we don’t have anywhere to be, but during the week please refrain.”
“Yeah?” you can see his tail wag excitedly, “promise I’ll be good, keep my hands to myself.”
You smile at him making him mirror you, “You’re such a good boy, Leon.”
He whines, tail thumping against his chair, hands clenching on the tabletop.
“Can I scent you?” he asks, a blush kissing his cheekbones.
“Of course, Leon. You don’t have to ask for that, okay?”
He’s nodding as he moves over to your side, “Yes, ma’am.”
You giggle as he snuffs into your neck, his rough stubble and hot breath causing goosebumps. He buries his face there and smells your skin.
“Lick?” his voice rumbles out at you.
“Mmm that’s okay too,” you murmur, feeling his rough tongue lap at the skin.
“So pretty and taste so good,” he mumbles, lapping roughly against one of the marks he left, “my owner.”
You sigh and pet his soft ears as he licks at your neck. Once you’re finished eating, you shoo Leon off to the bathroom to take his own shower while you change your bedsheets. Hot embarrassment floods your body to see the state of your bed, but the lizard part of your brain feels nothing but arousal.
Leon pads into the room, still shower damp and shakes his head gruffly flinging water drops everywhere.
“Leon!” you try to chastise but end up laughing.
He quickly moves over to you, wrapping you in his arms, whining as he chuffs against your hair.
“Don’t want you to go to bed.”
“Why?” you giggle as he noses your neck.
“It means you’ll be going to work tomorrow,” he pouts, ears drooping when he pulls away.
“Come snuggle with me,” you offer, grabbing his calloused palm and tugging him towards the bed.
“Really?” his tail wags slowly.
“You’re always welcome to snuggle with me, Leon,” you tug him close, “what kind of owner would I be?”
He snorts and shuffles you onto the bed so he can bury his face into your chest.
He nuzzles against your breasts, “Would’ve been a mean owner.”
“Yeah?” you laugh, feeling sleepy and warm with his body on top of yours, “just a mean ole owner.”
“Yeah,” he sniffs your chest pushing aside the tank top til your breasts are spilling out, hardening under his gaze and hot rough tongue, “such a mean owner.”
“Leon,” you gasp, writhing under him but not able to move.
You mewl and whine as he slowly laps at your hard buds, teasing them with his canine teeth before sucking them into his mouth. Bringing your hands up, they hesitate to push him away, but then he suckles your nipple gently and your fingers grip onto his ears as you arch up into his mouth.
He groans and continues to lathe and suck at your breasts, growling when you tug his ears.
“Sorry,” you gasp out, pulling your hands away like you were scalded.
His hands grab yours and out then back on his ears, “Like it.”
The words are mumbled into your chest as he eagerly goes back to nipping and sucking your tits. You moan when he squeezes your breasts together to suck and lick both nipples at the same time. Tugging at his ears, you press his mouth against your hard buds.
“Leon, oh good boy, such a good boy for me,” you babble as he starts to rock his hard cock against your panty clad pussy.
“Can I knot you? Please?” he gives you his best puppy dog eyes.
You’re nodding before he even finishes talking, “Yeah, yeah, want it, be a good boy and knot your owner’s pussy.”
Leon snarls and rips your panties at the seams, quickly burying his throbbing cock into your soaked pussy. Your back bows off the bed, a low needy moan slipping past your lips.
“So good,” you choke out as Leon starts up a relentless pace, rabbiting his dick into your cunt so hard it’s making your pussy gush slick.
“Gonna cum,” you scratch at his shoulders, “fuck never been this fast before.”
“Little owner’s just feeling too good,” Leon licks and sucks at the bruise on your shoulder from last night, “pussy wanting my knot, nnh, sucking me in.”
“Knot me, Leon,” you gasp as your orgasm teeters on the edge, “breed my pussy, wanna feel your knot.”
He growls and bites down on your neck, forcing his knot into your clenching hole.
“Stuff you full,” he grunts, “pussy taking my knot so easy now.”
His humps harder into your fluttering walls, leaning down to bite your nipples roughly. The band of arousal strung tight in your belly snaps.
Your nails scratch into his skin, spine arching up as you push your head into the mattress. Pussy walls suck and milk at his throbbing cock, knot snuggly keeping you plugged for the load he spurts straight into your cunt.
“Milk me, milk my cock, little owner, get every drop, need to give you my pups,” he’s growling and snarling against your breasts, shoving himself deeper into your spasming walls as he fills you with rope after rope of hot cum.
He settles down on top of you, keeping you locked together and stuffed full. Not meaning to, you fall asleep like that, softly petting his ears.
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The next morning is a blur. Leon pouted and whined so much as you got ready, you finally caved in and decided to take him with you— only now you’re seriously rethinking the choice to bring Leon to work with you.
Your coworkers awed and oohed at him as he stood behind you, not letting anyone pet him. Waving them off with laughs, you led him to your enclosed office, shutting the door so the noise doesn’t bother him.
At first it was going well, he seemed to be content just sitting in a chair and watching you. Lunch went great; ordering from the canteen and splitting it with Leon who gave you a sloppy kiss on the cheek in thanks making you giggle.
It’s midafternoon now and only a couple of hours left in the workday, but Leon’s restless. You’re still typing away on your computer, but you can see him pace out of the corner of your eye. He walks over to you and kneels next to your knees. Your heart rate jumps in nervous excitement, but he only nuzzles your outer thigh.
“Pets, please?”
You melt, smiling sweetly down at him, “Of course. You’re doing so well, such a good boy for me today, Leon.”
After ruffling his hair and ears with both hands, you turn back to your computer and keep one hand running through his hair while you use the other to type. The work’s a little slower, but you don’t mind. You feel him shift and move around a lot more, pulling your attention back to him.
“You okay?”
He snuffs against your leg, turning those pretty blue eyes up to you, “Can I sit between your legs? Wanna be closer to you.”
You push out from your desk, giving him space to shuffle on his knees til he’s in between your legs, tucked under the desk. His rumbly growl sounds pleased as his tail wags back and forth. You hesitate, but part your legs rucking up your skirt so Leon can settle against you better.
He lays his head down on one of your thighs, shutting his eyes as you start to rub his ears. After a few minutes, your body relaxes and petting Leon falls into the background as you get back to work. You’re so engrossed in finishing up these last few emails, that it doesn’t click that a rough wet tongue is licking at your thighs until it grazes your damp panties.
You gasp, pulling out of your work daze and looking down at Leon, whose head is burrowed under your skirt as he licks your cunt through your panties.
“Leon,” you hiss down at him trying to shove his head away but he ignores you and licks your clit over and over with unerring accuracy even through your underwear.
Your hips rock against his mouth, the pleasure bubbling through your veins making the fight leave your body.
“You’re so bad, Leon,” you whisper, pulling your skirt up higher to see his flushed face and blown pupils between your thighs.
He whines but doesn’t stop sniffing and licking your panties. You part your legs as far as they can go in the chair with a sigh.
“Mmm Leon, this is wrong,” your hands tangle in his hair, not really stopping him from pulling the gusset of your panties to the side so he can lick your bare pussy.
“Then stop me, little owner,” his mouth pulls away for a moment so he can tug your underwear completely off, “I’ll stop if you really want me to.”
You whine and tug his handsome face back into your needy cunt, making him growl and lap at your clit roughly. With your panties off, you tug your skirt up until it’s bunched around your hips. Leon pushes your chair out a little from your desk so he can place your thighs over his shoulders, letting his tongue fuck deeper into your drippy hole.
“Your mouth is a sin,” you whine down at him, riding his face a little harder.
Leon grunts and buries his face deeper into your soaked folds, rough tongue fluttering into your hole as his nose and stubble scrapes against your pussy lips. He shakes his head so his nose bumps and rubs against your swollen bundle of nerves.
“Gonna cum, Leon,” you gasp, tossing your head back as you hump his mouth.
He growls, the vibrations sending you over the edge, slick coating his mouth as your orgasm shakes through your body. You yank his hair to pull him close, grinding your pussy all over his face.
“Good boy, so good,” you slur, finally letting go of him.
When you finally look down at him, Leon’s panting heavily.
“Want to—“
He shakes his head, ears flopping.
“I came,” he whispers, a blush spreading down to his neck, “when you yanked my head into you.”
You push out of your chair to kneel in front of him, pulling his spent cock from his pants.
“Let me clean you up,” you murmur, mouth eagerly licking up his cummy mess.
“Owner,” he whines, hands balled up into fists at his side, “m sensitive.”
You sigh and lap up all the sticky jizz coating his cock, tongue trailing down to lap across his knot and then softly suck his balls into your mouth. He growls softly when you finally pull away, swallowing down his salty cum.
He yanks your head up to lick eagerly into your mouth with a groan.
“Can’t wait to go home,” he mumbles against your lips, “are we leaving soon?”
You pull away to look up at the clock, “We can leave in a few minutes, Leon.”
Rubbing his ears softly, he nuzzles into your neck with a sigh.
“You’re the best owner.”
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The Subject of Schoolgirl Fantasy
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Professor!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)
for @ohbvnny and the many anons who asked for professor leon; hope ya like it! 💜 and thank you for your patience 😘
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, teacher/student relations, kissing, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie
not proofread ✍️
Title from Don’t Stand Too Close to Me by The Police
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“Class dismissed.”
Professor Kennedy waves everyone to the door, wristwatch catching the light drawing your attention to his forearms, (on mouth watering display since he rolled the sleeves of his button up shirt to his elbows).
You loiter at your desk, slowly gathering your things and reorganizing your bag as the last stragglers bolt out the door, glad to be finished for the week. It’s pure luck that Professor Kennedy is your last class on Friday’s, something you’re thankful for every weekend.
“Do you have some questions for me?” a low amused tone reaches your ears, drawing you out of your thoughts.
You meet Professor Kennedy’s warm, blue eyes, a ghost of a smile hovering at his lips.
“Sorry,” you bite your lip in embarrassment, “I kinda zoned out.”
“No worries,” he’s leaning back against his desk, one leg crossed over the other making his black slacks cling to his thick thighs.
He crosses his arms, making your mouth go dry at the strain it puts on his shirt; his biceps and chest are pressed right against the fabric making your knees feel weak.
“Actually I did want to mention something to you,” his eyes watch as you finally look back into his face.
“Sir?”
He grins at you, “That last test I gave, it seems you struggled pretty badly.”
You wince and duck your head down bashfully, “Yeah, I had a hard time learning the material.”
He tsks, “Now that just won’t do.”
You look back up at him and he tilts his head, sandy hair falling into one eye.
“I usually don’t offer, but would you like to earn some extra credit?”
You smile excitedly, “Yes, actually that would be great. Thank you, Professor.”
He chuckles, “Follow me to my office then.”
You fall behind him as he leaves the classroom and walks down to the end of the hall; he pulls his keys from his pocket and unlocks the door.
Opening it, he gestures for you to go inside first.
“It’s pretty quiet on Fridays,” he states as he shuts the door behind you, and twists the bolt to lock it when you’re not looking.
“I’m sure, most people are ready to go home,” you smile, feeling shy in his presence alone.
“I’ll bet. You have any raging parties to get to this weekend?”
You laugh at that, following him further into his office and taking a seat on the sofa.
“No, just headed home to study and get a head start on some things.”
As he moves over to his desk, dropping his keys on the mahogany surface, you get a chance to really take in the room. Spacious is the first thing that comes to mind followed by cozy. His desk is facing the entryway with bookcases all around. Against one wall is the sofa you’re sitting on and on the opposite wall just really run of the mill office art.
The sofa dips as he sits next to you, his thigh a hot brand against your leg. Internally, you’re squealing, so thankful you decided on wearing a cute skirt today. Leon pulls you from your thoughts again by handing you a bottle of water.
“Would offer a glass of scotch,” he tilts his glass at you, “but don’t know if you’re driving, sweetheart,” he winks at you as you take the bottle from him with a shaky hand.
“Oh thank you and I’m not—not driving that is,” you clear your throat, “I’ve never really had any scotch, so don’t know if I’d like it.”
“Really?” his blue eyes seem darker in his office, especially as they drag down then back up your body.
“Would you like to try some?”
He practically purrs as he leans forward into your personal space. You’re overtaken by his smoky cologne and sandalwood aftershave.
“Please.”
Your eyes droop as he tilts his glass against your bottom lip, mouth parting to take in the amber liquid he’s offering. He groans softly when he sees your throat swallow, tilting the glass higher for more scotch to pour out. You choke a little, liquid spilling out the sides of the glass all down your chin to drip down your neck.
Leon drops the empty glass on the carpeted floor and hungrily licks the trail of scotch. He starts at the base of your neck and follows the sticky tracks up to your mouth. With a sigh, you’re opening up for his thick tongue. He groans and licks messily into your mouth.
Pulling away, a silvery string of saliva bridges your mouths before you break it by licking your lips.
His eyes are hot and heavy as he moves to kneel on the carpet, in between your legs. You moan softly as he kneads your calves with warm hands.
“I enjoy the taste of scotch, but there’s another flavor that I’d like to try now,” he smirks at you, hands drifting up to your thighs.
You let out a shaky breath and part your legs further under his hungry gaze as he massages the fat of your thighs.
“Professor,” a mewling whimper escapes your lips as he rucks your skirt up to expose your dainty panties.
“Fucking criminal,” he groans, thumb rubbing over the little lace bow at the top of your underwear.
“Going to be a good student for me, sweetheart? Let me taste this hot little pussy?”
You nod and he grins, “Hold up your skirt for me then. There ya go, such a good girl.”
Your hands reach down and grab the hem of your skirt, pulling it up til it’s above your hips all while he watches you. His strong jawline seems more pronounced when his brow furrows in concentration as he teases the band of your panties.
“You okay with this?” he murmurs up at you, finally dragging his eyes up to meet your gaze.
“Uh huh,” you nod so fast it makes his lips quirk up in a half smile.
In place of a reply, he places a soft kiss right on the damp spot of your panties. With a soft groan, he places more kisses on your clothed cunt. Both of his hands come up to the band of your panties and pulls it up until it’s tight against the lips of your pussy. He lathes his tongue across your slit, leaving a wet kiss on the outline of your clit.
Your legs twitch and spasm as he continues to slowly lick and kiss your pussy through your underwear.
“Please, sir,” you moan as he sucks your clit a little harder, eyes glinting wickedly up at you, “can I take them off?”
He pulls back with a low laugh, “No, gonna get these cute panties soaked before anything else happens.”
You watch as his hand reaches down to readjust his bulge in his slacks, making your mouth water and head dizzy.
“Save it for later,” he grins at you, hand coming down suddenly to spank across your wet underwear making you buck up with a whine.
“So responsive,” he muses, mouth going back to his slow torment on your needy cunt.
He keeps you there, legs spread before finally putting them over his shoulders, face buried against your panties as he licks and sucks your pussy through the cloth. It feels like forever when he finally pulls away, hands going to the band of your underwear and tugging them off. He watches greedily as your cunt is bared, clear strings of slick clinging to the gusset of your panties as he pulls them away from your pussy lips.
At seeing how wet you are, he wastes no time in slipping the soaked clothing off your legs and tucks them in his pocket. With a growl, he shoves his face against your pussy making you both moan.
“Taste so good,” he pulls away to spit on your pulsing clit, “been wanting to taste your pretty little cunt since the beginning of the semester.”
“Oh god,” you gasp, hands letting go of your skirt to tangle in his hair, “could’ve had it then.”
“Slut,” he rumbles with delight, “don’t worry, gonna give you what we both want.”
He presses suckling kisses to your pussy lips before fluttering his tongue against your drippy hole. With a sigh, he pushes his thick tongue into your soaked cunt, eagerly fucking his tongue in and out until you’re squirming against his mouth.
His hands grip your thighs harshly, bruises forming under his fingertips as he keep you in place.
“O-oh, so good,” you keen, hands tugging on his hair making him groan and nuzzle deeper into your folds, nose bumping and grinding against your swollen clit.
You hump his mouth, feeling your orgasm ramp higher and higher as that coil tightens in your belly.
“I’m close, Professor.”
Your moan ends on a pathetic whine as he pulls completely away from eating you out.
“That won’t do,” his mouth and chin are shiny with your slick making you go hot all over, “got to work for that extra credit, honey.”
He stands up, unbuckling his belt and sliding his slacks down until he can pull his hard cock out. He strokes the shaft, pulling back the foreskin so you can see the precum drip from his fat tip down his knuckles. He manhandles you to lay down on the sofa, one leg thrown over the back with the other dangling off the edge of the cushions.
He slaps your clit with his cock, rocking back and forth so the tip drags through your slick folds getting him wet. You reach down to spread open your cunt, making it easier for Leon to rut against your pussy lips and the hood of your clit.
“Please,” your hips arch up into his frotting, “want it so much.”
“Let me go find a condom, sweet thing,” he goes to get up but your nails sink into his chest through his dress shirt.
“I’m on the pill,” you bite your lip out of nervousness, “I mean you can if you want, but I’m—“
“I’m not going to argue,” he chuckles, slapping your cunt with his dick, “not everyday I get to raw a hot little pussy.”
You whine, spine bowing as you try to press your sopping wet cunt against his dick, “Please, I’m so empty.”
He groans and finally quits teasing, pressing the head of his dick into your clenching hole. Your eyes roll back as he keeps rocking his dick deeper and deeper into your fluttering walls.
He laughs down at you, “Mmm yeah, this pretty pussy is sucking me in so good. Such a snug fit for me.”
You feel like your cunt is being split in half; he’s so thick and long, it has you whining constantly as he bottoms out.
“Such a good girl for me,” he presses himself down on you, body weight heavy and comforting.
You moan needily, hands gripping his shoulders, “S’deep.”
“I know,” his mocking voice is warm in your ear, “tiny pussy’s stretched out isn’t she?”
“Uh huh,” you mumble, drooling as he pulls halfway out to thrust back in, grinding and rubbing all along your g-spot as his pelvis catches your pudgy clit.
“Taking me so well,” he praises making goosebumps trail down your arms, “this fat pussy’s gonna get a nice thick load, now isn’t that nice of me?”
“So nice,” you slur out, brain going fuzzy from how good Professor Kennedy’s making you feel.
He laughs again, picking up the pace to fuck into you hard and deep. One hand goes to grip the meat of your hip while the other slips down to circle and press against your sensitive clit. Your legs wrap around his waist, bare legs rubbing against his shirt sending little pulses of pleasure to your brain.
Your thighs twitch where they’re pressed against Professor Kennedy’s waist, toes starting to curl as he pounds against that spongy spot in your cunt, creating a mourning wave of pleasure. That band of arousal that has been winding tighter and tighter finally snaps.
Rough fingers pinch your clit as your pussy clamps down on his cock so tight it makes him hiss in pleasure. Your blood rushes to your head so fast it makes you dizzy, spine arching as your body tries to thrash under his; a high, keening cry slips from your mouth as he keeps teasing your swollen clit, extending your orgasm til tears bead your eyes.
“Good girl, so fucking good,” he groans, “gonna make me cum.”
“Yes, please, inside Professor Kennedy, want your cum,” you plead, eyes hazy as you give him a dopey smile, “feel’s nice.”
“Yeah? God, so good. Gonna fill you up,” he growls low in his throat as he pumps his cock into your cunt half a dozen times before burying himself deep in your spasming hole, walls still milking him.
You whine up at him as he bucks his hips into you, hot spurts of jizz painting your pussy walls white. He pants to catch his breath before pulling out of you with a low sigh. His cum oozes from your hole and he pushes it back in with dark eyes. He lifts his gaze and smirks at you.
“We’ll have to meet up more often, don’t think this was enough extra credit to help out with your poor grade.”
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Turbo Lover
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masseuse!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)
for the anon request who asked for masseuse Leon; I hope you enjoy it and thanks for your patience! 💜
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, fingering
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Title from Turbo Lover by Judas Priest
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“Sarah swears by this place, so relax and enjoy yourself!”
You sigh, drumming your fingers on your steering wheel. After parking in front of a fairly ritzy massage parlor, you’ve been talking to you friend on speaker phone for fifteen minutes as she convinces you to actually go inside.
“I don’t know…”
“Please, you need to go get a massage; work has been stressful like crazy for you so do it. I’m telling you as your bestie.”
You laugh, “Okay, okay. I’ll go in and see what they have to offer.”
“See? It can’t hurt in looking.”
“I know. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Text me!”
And with that the resounding beep signals you’re sitting alone with your thoughts in the car. Sighing, you grab your bag and get out of the car. The front’s pretty minimalistic which seemed on brand for massage therapy you thought.
Walking inside, there’s the generic calming music playing over the speakers with potted plants dotted all around. It smells wonderful though, like some sort of airy floral scent that you just can’t place. You make your way to the front desk and smile at the lady behind the counter.
“Hi,” she smiles at you, “my name’s Sandy, how may I help you today?”
“Hi, I uh don’t have an appointment or anything but I was wondering if you had any openings?”
“Let me check,” she turns her attention to the computer to the side and quickly types, “looks like I have an opening with Claire in ten minutes if that’s okay?”
“Sure.”
“Perfect!” she shines another smile your way, “just fill out this paper for me stating your consent and if you have any allergies we should know in regard to the oils and lotions we use. You can also ask for a chaperone at any time if you feel uncomfortable being alone.”
“Thanks,” you return her smile, a little more at ease.
You quickly fill out the empty spaces and hand the paper back to Sandy.
“Great, just please have a seat and Claire will lead you back shortly. Would you like a water or anything while you wait?”
“Oh uh no but thank you.”
“You’re most welcome.”
You sit down on the nearest chair and pull out your phone to kill the time. Bringing up the ebook you’ve been reading, you easily lose track of the time.
“I’m so sorry, ma’am!”
Your attention is pulled up to a blue eyed, handsome man standing between the desk and you, looking sheepish and apologetic.
“Pardon?”
“Claire was called away on a family emergency, so I’m her replacement. If you’d like you can reschedule to be with her.”
You feel like a fish out of water so you just shrug, “I mean I’m fine with it if that’s okay? If I need to, I can reschedule—“
“No that’s fine,” he smiles relieved, “I just know sometimes people get upset if they come for one of us specifically and don’t get them.”
“Oh,” you place your phone in your bag and stand, “well I’m fine honestly, this is my first time here actually.”
“Really?” the smile he gives you is nearly blinding, “I’ll make sure to make it a great experience.”
“The name’s Leon, by the way,” he turns and leads you down a hallway off to the side.
You feel a little warm as Leon walks in front of you. Since you didn’t give it much thought, you really didn’t realize you could have such a hot guy giving you a massage. His biceps stretch his sleeves while his broad shoulders and back strain against the shirt fabric. Your eyes drag from his sandy hair down to his tight ass. Praying for good luck, you just hope you don’t embarrass yourself in front of him.
Leon pulls open a door near the end of the hall and gestures for you to enter. He follows you inside and points out where you can sit your bag and shoes.
“I can step out if you want to take off your shirt and pants then lay down face first on the table; but, if that’s uncomfortable for you, it’s 100% fine to stay fully dressed and we can get started.”
You glance over at the massage table and then around the pretty spacious room taking in the counter full of oils, lotions, heating stones, and towels.
You turn back to Leon to find him watching you, his face soft and earnest.
“I think I’ll get undressed.”
In for a penny, in for a pound.
“Okay,” he nods, “you can just set your clothes on the chair next to the table if you’d like. Then once you lay down you can pull that towel up and over your body.”
He steps out of the room and firmly closes the door. You pause for a moment and once you’re sure the door’s completely shut, you undress and lay your clothes off to the side. Climbing up onto the table, you lay flat like he suggested and lay the towel over you.
A few minutes pass and then Leon knocks on the door, cracking it open so he can ask, “Is it okay for me to come in?”
“You’re good.”
He steps in smiling brightly again.
“Great, since you booked Claire, she usually does the 60 minute full body massage, is there anywhere you don’t want touched or injuries I should know about?”
You shake your head, “Nope.”
“Alright,” he steps out of your line of sight and you can hear him shuffling through items.
“Just let me know if you get too hot, cold, thirsty, or just uncomfortable and I’ll do whatever I can to accommodate.”
“Thank you, Leon,” you murmur.
“Of course,” his voice is warm like his hands when they come down on your shoulders, slick with some scented oil that smells like coconut.
He asks you simple questions as he works: what you do for work, favorite places to eat in the city, any fun hobbies in your downtime, etc.
He pulls you into easy conversation and has lulled you into state of complete relaxation by the time he’s finished.
He curses under his breath and you hum questioningly.
He sounds a little embarrassed, “Well, I got carried away and lost track of time. But I swear you won’t get charged extra.”
“S’okay,” you laugh, feeling gooey and comfortable, “definitely worth it. Best I’ve felt in ages. I hope I didn’t cut into your other client’s time.”
“Oh no, I was headed home for the day when Claire asked me to cover.”
“If I would’ve known that I would’ve rescheduled,” your tone turns pouty, “Leon, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” he chuckles, smoothing his palms down your back, “this was really enjoyable. Most people come in and completely ignore my attempts at conversation.”
“No way,” you’re affronted on his behalf.
His hands glide down your sides making you sigh, “Yep, just not interested I guess. But you were wonderful.”
You’re glowing from the inside at his words, always a sucker for praise.
“No, you were wonderful,” you finally get out, “I was kinda nervous. But you got a repeat customer.”
He laughs delightedly, “What a bonus.”
You giggle and squirm as his fingers dig into your lower back, “Well I can get ready and take off.”
He digs his thumbs in right above your tailbone making your hips arch up as you moan.
Feeling overwhelmingly embarrassed, you tug on the towel, “Oh god, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to—“
Leon laughs, “Don’t apologize, it happens more than you think.”
“Oh,” the embarrassment still makes you feel like folding in on yourself, wishing you were anywhere but here.
“Besides,” he presses you flat down onto the table again, hands quickly returning to where they were, “sounded pretty good to me.”
His thumbs repeat the action, digging into the tender spot of your lower back making you keen and rock up.
“There we go,” he coos, “just relax, I got you.”
His hands drag down to your inner thighs, massaging the muscles.
“Leon,” you whimper making him groan.
“I got you honey,” his thumbs glide up from your inner thighs up to your panty covered pussy, stroking your slit through the damp material.
“Think you need an extra special service for being so goddamn sweet,” he murmurs.
He stops to grab the band of your panties, “Is this okay?”
“Uh huh,” you nod, brain already mush and he hasn’t really done much.
He quickly pulls your panties off, tossing them over to your clothes. Pushing the towel up until it’s pooled on your lower back, he caresses your bare skin softly. He pushes your thighs open wider.
“Fuck, pretty little pussy, need to lick her open, see if she’s as sweet as you.”
He pulls you down closer to the edge of the table, so he can get between your legs easier. He spreads open your cunt and spits on your hole.
You keen at the feeling and he does it again.
“Ready?”
“Please, Leon.”
Without any other preamble, Leon buries his face into your pussy with a groan. His tongue laps up the spit to thrust it into your drippy hole. He hums and drags his mouth over to your clit, suckling the sensitive bud until you’re squirming.
He pulls away and twists your hips, “Fuck, baby, turn over for me.”
You quickly comply, spreading your thighs again but he folds your legs and pushes them up as he goes back down on you.
“Oh god,” you wrap your arms around your thighs to hold yourself open for him.
He shows his appreciation for that by sliding two fingers into your wet, fluttering walls searching for your g-spot. With a sharp whine, you rock down into his hand once he finds it.
His eyes crinkle with a smile but it’s hard to tell when he’s tonguing up into your hole along with his fingers. He pulls away and spits on your clit making your hips jump up.
“Fucking sex on legs, coming in here all sweet,” he growls as he goes back to sucking and kissing on your swollen clit, “like I haven’t been wanting to taste this hot cunt inches from my fucking hands.”
“Fuck, Leon,” you mewl, eyes fluttering as he rubs against the spongy spot at the front of your pussy over and over and over.
“Want you to cum all over my mouth,” he lashes his tongue against you clit before sliding it across your pussy lips, “get me soaked.”
He sucks your pussy lips into his mouth then moves to nipping at your thigh before drifting back to your sensitive clit.
“Fattest fucking pussy,” he groans, sucking your hard bud into his mouth making you cry out, hands shakily letting go of your legs to tangle in his hair.
“Oh ‘m so close, gonna cum,” you whimper, rocking down into him, holding his head against your pussy.
He groans, eyes flicking up to yours as he fingers you harder and faster, mouth never letting up as he sucks and licks over your clit.
“Oh, oh, oh, fuck,” your thighs tense and try to close around his shoulders as your back bows, pussy gushing slick as he lets you ride out your orgasm on his fingers and face.
You know you must be pulling his hair too hard, but you can’t stop humping against his mouth as he extends your climax with his fingers on your g-spot. Slick is coating his face and jaw when he finally pulls away, your orgasm ebbing into pleasant aftershocks.
You laugh feeling high on endorphins, “That was amazing.”
“Oh,” you raise up on your elbows, “what about—“
You waves you off with a grin, “What do you think I was doing with my other hand?”
You bite your lip as he stands, spent cock bobbing as he cleans off with a nearby towel. A pulse of want blazes through you.
“Next time, honey,” he laughs seeing your glazed expression and tucks himself away.
“Think of this as an appetizer,” he winks, helping you up and redressing yourself.
“I’ll definitely be back,” you laugh, kissing his cheek as he holds the door open for you.
“I hope so.”
He gives you a short wave when you make it to the end of the hallway. There’s a new lady behind the desk, Carolyn, and she’s more than happy to book you in for Leon’s next available appointment.
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You Better Lie Down
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stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)
this was a scrapped idea but people have shown interest so I revised it a little to make more sense in places lol so the ending is kinda meh 🤷♀️
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, incest kink, mean stepbro Leon, bratty reader, dirty talk, masturbation, unprotected sex, creampie, some nipple play
not proofread just looked over 😂
Title from Sister from She Wants Revenge
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“Get the hell out, Leon!”
“No can do, princess. Looks like we’re roomies,” he smirks at you from the doorway, crossing his arms and leaning against the frame.
You hate him. You hate his stupid hair and his stupid face and his stupid muscles and his stupidly big di—
A loud thud makes you jump and you turn to glare at Leon who tosses a duffel bag down on the floor.
“Don’t get pissed off at me,” he shrugs easily, grin spreading over his face as he flops down on your bed jostling you, “dear old mom and dad have to renovate my room so I’m here.”
He bats his eyes at you, “Besides don’t act like you hate it, you’ll be crying on my cock tonight anyway.”
White hot arousal flares through your body, irritation quickly following on its heels to overtake it.
You shove Leon as you stand up off the bed, “You’re such an asshole.”
You snags your arm and tugs you right back down on the bed, hands coming up to quickly pin your wrists together and hold them over your head as he cages you under his bulky body.
“I don’t think I heard you correctly,” his eyes are dark and mean, as he grinds your wrists together making you wince, “what did you just say?”
“I said,” you over enunciate your words, “you are an asshole.”
You can see him gearing up to do something but lucky for you (at least) your mom is calling for you both to be downstairs pronto.
“Guess this’ll just have to wait, princess,” Leon rears up with a sneer and leaves you laying on your bed.
You raise up and blow out a breath. God he really is an infuriating asshole.
Later that night after the quick rundown from your mom of what’s going on, and then having to help move furniture, you’re wiped and ready to crash into bed after your shower. Just throwing on some thin sleep shorts and a ratty old tee shirt, you enter your room about to collapse against your mattress only to see Leon sprawled across your bedspread.
Your mouth is open, ready to unleash a scathing remark but slowly closes as you frown at him. The jerk is completely passed out, ear buds in, and phone clasped loosely in his hand. Mentally, you’re seething with rage but outwardly you just blow out another heavy breath. Standing there for a moment you take in Leon’s tank top and baggy shorts. His eyelashes dust his cheeks and his face looks soft. Like this he looks… sweet.
Frowning to yourself—get a grip—you shake your head. Softly you pad over to what you’re going to deem as his side of the bed for now. You take his phone and shut off the music and set it on the nightstand. Gently, you also slip out his ear buds and turn those off, setting them next to his phone.
“Why am I even being nice?” you mutter to yourself, walking back over to your side.
You shift Leon over as far as you comfortably can and slip under your sheets. It’s awkward as he’s still on top making it hard to even turn over but you just accept it—better than waking him up. Since you’re actually pretty tired, you fall asleep rather easily.
Sometime in the night, you wake up. Your back is to Leon and so you lay there peering at your vanity wondering what even woke you up. The bed moves as Leon shifts around behind you. Rolling your eyes, you think that definitely must’ve been it and determine to go back to sleep.
Your eyes slip shut but then there’s movement behind you again followed by a strangled sound. You tense, planning on rolling over, but you hear Leon groan and you realize the bed’s moving more rhythmically than you thought.
Wide eyed, you realize he’s jerking off next to you. You freeze in place afraid to move or breathe differently in case he notices.
“Fuck,” he whispers to himself followed by a wet noise that makes your thighs clench.
Your eyes drift across your room and come back to your vanity where you can kinda see Leon and yourself at this angle. Mostly, you just see his arm move in time with the bed pretty much confirming what’s happening. You feel so hot now but you don’t want to push the blankets off.
Your legs shift and he completely stops what he’s doing with a low hiss. Once he thinks you’re not going to move again, he picks right back up, stroking himself off with a grunt.
Nipples hardening at the noises he’s making, you decide to roll over and feign being asleep so you can at least peek at what he’s doing. So, mind made up you shift sides making it seem as natural as you think it would look (you’re asleep how’re you really gonna know?).
Leon stops again, breathing shaky, as you get comfortable on your side now facing him.
“Hey,” he whispers, “you awake?”
You ignore him and keep your breathing steady. After another minute or so, Leon can’t help himself any longer.
“Fuck me,” he moans, fist gripping his fat cock and jerking slowly, “you’re just so fucking pretty.”
Your clit throbs but you stay still, eyelids cracking open just a smidge to watch his cock weep precum all over his fist as he fucks up into it.
“Wish I could fill up that tight little pussy,” his voice rumbles low in his chest, “god, can’t believe my little sister’s cunt is better than my girlfriend’s. Fuck.”
Arousal surges through your body so fast you feel lightheaded. Your toes curl under the covers as your pussy aches to be filled.
“Got me so hard,” he whines to himself, “fucking hate that I fell asleep waiting on you. Was gonna eat that cute pussy til you cried.”
Your thighs clench trying to ease the tension in your core but doesn’t really do anything except make you wish for more. You watch as Leon’s hand pumps his cock slowly, teasing himself as he drips precum all over the place. You watch as his dick throbs in his fist as he teases the head with short strokes.
“Haven’t stopped thinking about how much you liked it, liked me railing you into this bed,” he grinds his head back against the pillow, “fucking hell.”
You whimper, gaze looking up into Leon’s face as his hazy eyes look over at the noise.
“You finally awake, princess?” he grins but it loses some of its edge when he moans as his cock kicks in his hand.
You push up on your elbow and move over until you’re pressed all along Leon’s side. Eyes dragging from his face down to his cock drooling all over his fingers, makes you whine and press your chest hard into his body.
“Leon,” you whisper, fingers slipping under the band of your panties to tease across your aching clit, “do you—“
“Yes,” he grits out, pulling his hand away from his cock to tug your hand from your panties.
His eyes flutter when he slips your fingers into his mouth to taste your slick.
With a growl, he’s shoving you onto your back and knocking your legs apart so he can kneel between them.
“You don’t even know what I was gonna say?” you giggle up at him, high on arousal.
His mouth ticks up into a mean smile, “Does it matter? We both need me in your pussy, don’t we, princess?”
With a whine, you nod helping him take your clothes off until you’re completely naked underneath him. He tugs on your nipples until you arch up with a whimper. He takes off his shirt and slips his shorts and underwear completely off then cages you under his bulky body.
Your hands go up to his shoulders as you cant your hips up, bumping your clit against the fat tip of his dick.
“Want it, big brother,” you murmur, eyes lidded as you see his pupils dilate even more, “need you in my pussy so bad.”
“Yeah?” he grips his cock with one hand and slaps it across your swollen bud driving you to thrust up against him with a moan, “sounds like you do.”
He drags his tips through your slick folds and presses against your clenching hole.
“Gotta relax,” he coos, “let big brother make you feel good.”
Your nails dig into his shoulders making him buck forward, cock slipping into your soaked hole.
“Fuck,” he hisses, eyes shut, “take it, princess, since you need it so much.”
He pulls out until just the tip is spreading your cunt and fucks back in, bullying his cock into your pussy until he’s buried balls deep.
Eyes rolling back, your nails scratch up Leon’s arms as a high and reedy whine slips from your throat.
“Mmhmm,” he laughs at you, “this cute little pussy needed to be dicked down huh?”
“Yes, yes, please,” you gasp out, pussy clamped down around Leon’s cock, “feels so good.”
“Fuck.”
He drops down to his elbows, pushing more of his weight onto you while you wrap your legs around his waist to keep him there. Your fluttering walls wring another low groan from him as he grinds against you.
“More, more, please,” you whimper, tugging on his biceps, “pin me down please, want it so bad, Leon.”
He humps down into your pussy as he lets himself ease down on top of you.
“You sure?” his hot breath caresses the shell of your ear, “you won’t be able to move, baby.”
“Don’t need to,” you mewl, “pin me down please, want to feel you.”
His chuckle vibrates deep in his chest, “Okay, gonna take care of my little sis, make sure you feel nice and full.”
Whining, your thighs close against his waist harder as you try to rock up into his thrusting cock. Try. Now that Leon has dropped most of his body weight on you to rut into your sopping wet cunt, you’re trapped underneath his broad frame making your clit throb.
“S’good, so good big brother,” you can’t stop rambling, body feeling too overwhelmed in the best way, “m’pussy feels so good, it’s all stretched out.”
“Good,” he laughs against your ear, “sound cockdrunk already and we’ve barely started.”
“Can’t help it,” you whine, pressing a messy kiss to his jaw, “it’s so big.”
He growls and snaps his hips harder into your wet hole, bullying his cock over and over into your squelching pussy. You’re whining so loud but neither of you think to muffle the noise. Leon’s thrust are banging your headboard against the wall, pressing you down harder into the mattress.
His fat tips keeps knocking into your cervix making you squeal and pant, pussy clamping down on his cock more and more as your g-spot is rubbed every time he pulls out.
“Aww is my cute littler sister about to cum?” Leon mocks, “is her tiny pussy gonna cum from big brother’s fat cock splitting her open?”
Tears are slipping from your eyes as you nod quickly, arousal ramping up from his condescending tone, “Uh huh, Leon ‘m about to cum. Please, I wanna cum.”
“Then tell me who’s gonna make you cum, princess? I might rub that slippery little clit if you beg me just right,” his smile is mean as he laughs again.
Panting you reply, “M-my big brother is gonna make me cum on his cock. On his stupidly fat cock.”
He groans, “Fuck, that’s what I like to hear. Get mean with me, baby.”
“I hate how good this feels,” you moan, “I hate how I love having your big dick in my pussy stretching me open. Feels so good.”
He grunts and slips a hand down between the tight space of your bodies and teasingly rubs your swollen clit.
“Tell me more,” his voice is husky and low, sea dark eyes staring in yours, “tell me more, baby sis.”
“I like that I’m your little sister,” you finally choke out on a low moan, “fuck, love that you’re my big brother, and I especially love that you cum in my pussy.”
He growls and fucks his tongue into your parted mouth. You move your hands from his shoulders to his hair as you sloppily make out. His fingers pinch and rub against your clit in rough little circles until you’re screaming into his mouth, climax wiping out everything except that euphoric feeling overtaking your body.
“Fuck you’re milking me so good,” he presses his face into your neck as his hips rabbit into your cunt, cock finally burying deep in your fluttering walls.
You moan brokenly as hot spurts of cum fill your cunt, sticky rope after rope painting your walls white. Leon rocks himself against you as he lets your pussy milk his cock til he’s spent.
He pulls out of your spasming hole and you whine to see his spent dick shiny with slick and cum. He collapses next to you on the bed.
“I’m not gonna want to go back to my room when it’s ready,” he grumbles, dragging you into his arms so he can nose across your hairline, “pussy too good.”
“Leon,” you huff out, irritation flirting at your tone, “shut up.”
“Yes ma’am,” he snarks, pinching a nipple making you hiss.
You try to push him away but he shifts down and sucks that same nipple into his mouth. Your hands wind in his hair but when he just keeps suckling at the hard bud, you only sigh and let him move over the other nipple.
“Leon, what’re you doing?” you bite your lip as he squishes your breasts together to suck and lick across both nipples.
“Shutting up,” he grins at you, nipping the underside of your breasts, “can’t talk if I’m sucking on your tits right?”
He doesn’t let you answer and goes back to lathing attention across your breasts until you’re wet and squirming, pressing them into his face.
“Leon,” you whine, “touch me, please.”
He groans, sucking your nipple into his mouth as he spreads your legs to slide his hard cock between your thighs to rub against your pussy.
“Can I?”
“Yes, yes, please.”
“Ohh, fucking hell, you’re so wet.”
“Big brother, please, play with my clit.”
“I’ve got you princess, fuck, y’keep squeezing that tight pussy on me and I’m gonna bust way too soon.”
“Leon, please—oh yes there, right there. Big brother please, oh god, yes.”
“How did you get even tighter? Mm that’s it’s take my cock baby sis, fucking—“
“I’m gonna cum so fast, my clit’s so sensitive now.”
“Fuck yes, cum on my cock again, squeeze out another load for that cute pussy. There we go, oh fuck, that’s it that’s it—“
“‘m cumming, oh Leon I’m—“
You kiss each other to stop the loud moans and whines from slipping out, both of you cumming one after the other. Leon presses himself as deep as he can into your pussy, hot cum flooding your sore fluttering walls as you milk him for every drop.
“If we don’t stop now, we’ll never get any sleep,” Leon whispers against your lips, slowly slipping his cock from your hole.
You whine to feel the mess of slick and cum drip all over your thighs.
“I know,” you finally roll onto your back, jaw cracking with a yawn.
He lays next to you, pressed against your side as he throws an arm over your waist.
“Don’t wake me up before eight,” he mumbles into your shoulder.
“Same goes to you,” you roll your eyes knowing he can’t see it.
In no time at all, you’re lulled to sleep from Leon’s body heat and deep even breaths.
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