His Young And Bright Light - Leon S. Kennedy

His young and bright light - Leon S. Kennedy

Pairing: Leon S. Kennedy x reader

Warnings: age gap, slighty sad,

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

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Summer was finally coming, the cicadas sang and the heat became unbearable. In the twilight of the room where only the light of the moon filtered through the shutters, Leon watched you seeking some sleep, without conclusive results. Maybe it was his stare and expression that disturbed you. Something was wrong, you knew it and usually, you preferred him to talk to you when he felt able to, but this time, you couldn’t wait. You put your head against his chest and listened to his beating heart.

“What's wrong?” you asked, worried.

“Huh? Nothing…”

You rolled your eyes, pulled yourself away from him, and stepped back slightly to look into his.

“Leon, I know something is wrong.”

He ran a hand through his dirty blond hair and sighed.

“I was thinking about us.”

Your heart missed a beat. Wasn’t he happy with you? Did he want to break up? It would break your heart! Your intense gaze pushed him to continue, to explain, he owed you that...

“I see all these young people of your age who look at you in the street... And I also see the outraged expressions of people when they understand that we’re in a relationship, that I’m not your father...” he mumbled, straightening.

He pressed his back against the headboard as you frowned. Your age difference of almost 20 years was one of your couple's weaknesses and strengths since day one. A weakness because many people disapprove, especially among your close family as your parents initially, but also your friends. In many couples with such an age gap, the two partners may not share the same point of view about many topics, don’t look for the same thing and don’t always consider things in the same way. Still, it remained a force. You complimented each other on so many points. You were like a gentle breeze on a hot summer day with your youth, your open-mindedness and in the other side, he had all the maturity and life experiences you were looking for. It worked very well between you, even during hard blows.

It was also true that Leon was only five years younger than your father, which made things more difficult and especially embarrassing when someone didn’t understand the nature of your relationship... For example "Oh it's cute to take your daughter to the restaurant!"

Leon didn’t completely grasp what you were doing with him. Before being in couple with you, he drank like a fish to drown his grief, his fear, his anger and fight against the nightmare that he lived every time after he fought against the bullshit of Umbrella and all the B.O.W’s.

“So what? We don’t care. I love you and you love me, then why do you pay attention to this bullshit?” replied you, stealing a tender kiss from him.

“Because I love you and I want the best for you, Y/N!”

“Okay, so tell me what is the best for me?”

You raised an eyebrow, you already knew what he was about to repeat himself for the umpteenth time.

“That you find a guy of your age who has a normal life and job, whom you see every day at home after work and with whom you can start a family without worrying about whether their father will come home or no. Someone who won’t embarrass you in public places because of the mistakes made by people. Someone who has not more things in common with your father than you. Someone who has never had alcohol problems, who doesn’t have terrifying nightmares and who will never put you in danger as I do while being with you.”

“Good, you finished your cinema, drama queen?”

It was his turn to frown as you straddled him and put your hands on his shoulders.

“Well, Agent Kennedy. Do you know why I love you? I love you because you’re the most courageous person I know, you have the biggest heart, you make me laugh despite yourself and you’re incredibly sexy from all of your 42 years! With you, I’m never afraid and if I have to take risks to be with you, then I will take them. Whatever happens, I know that you will always come home and I want you to be the father of my children. You have sufficient maturity and most importantly, you’re a very good person with more experiences in your life than anyone else” you explained before pressing your lips against his.

He replied to your languishing kiss, sliding his hands under your tank top to caress your soft and smooth skin, scarless. He used to fall asleep with one hand on your breast, without being sexual, but when touched you, he was reassured that you wouldn’t go anywhere without him. Finally, he delicately moved away.

“I could never leave you. You are the most beautiful thing that has happened to me in the last twenty-one years...”

You were the reason he stopped drowning himself in alcohol, the one that made him open his eyes to Ada's manipulative attitude and his feelings for this woman, you were the one he wanted to make his life with. He was sure after a year of a couple and six months to woo each other before taking the plunge. You grabbed his thick and calloused hand to kiss it on the back. You were his young and bright light in a very dark world.

“I don’t give a damn about the others because we are stronger than that.”

Finally, a slight smile stretched his lips and his beautiful blue eyes glittered. You were one of the few people to see him like this, you were so lucky.

“Now, show me how an old man fucks a young woman!” you teased him.

It didn’t take long for you to spend a restless night in your bed...

Unexpected boner - Leon S. Kennedy (Resident Evil 2 remake)

Pairing: Leon S. Kennedy x reader

Warnings: smut + wrap your biscuit, please.  

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

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“We can take a break, if you want.” You blinked a few times and tried to restrain a yawn. You knew it was very important to keep going, there was no time to lose to go out of the Raccoon City’s police station. Your body only wanted to rest and regain its strength.

“No, it’s okay Leon. The faster we’ll find the last electronic component, the faster we’ll leave this crazy town.” Leon exhaled. He was also exhausted, less than you since police school trained him and he seemed to be a sportsperson…

Your Mathilda shotgun tight in your hand, you scanned the new room and listen for any weird and guttural inhuman sound. No zombie; you let out a sigh of relief. The room was enlightened, there was a coffee table, a couch and a desk with some cupboards. Your body stopped shivering, thanks to the heating system. Until then, your body was cold because of the rain outside when you crossed the terrace. Wearing only a dress and cardigan wasn’t smart on the first day of the Apocalypse…

You two rummaged in the area for bullets, medicine and other useful items. You came closer the desk, opened every drawer, but you just found the paperwork. Disappointed? Yes, you were. As you were about to retrace your steps, you kicked something under the desk. Immediately, you lowered yourself and got down on your knees, without paying attention to your dress that went up to the limit of your behind. You reached an aspirin package without knowing you were observed.

Leon found some bullets, ready to call your name, but he froze when he saw a part of your bottom. Suddenly, he felt hot and he couldn’t his gaze back on that era of your body. You knew each other for a few hours, the situation was horrible and complicated, but he was a young and handsome man with fine taste in women. Straight away, he thought you were beautiful and you were in front of him, in an arousing position. He wished he could caress your curves, take you here and hearing your whines, even if it was unsafe. While fantasizing about you for less than a minute, he felt his cock hardening in his blue cop uniform.

“Shit, not now buddy…” he whispered, looking at his visible boner before he palmed himself. Maybe he could jerk off really quickly and cum without you noticing? No, he wouldn’t have the time and if he had, it would be uncomfortable to walk and run everywhere with his sticky semen in his boxer. He licked his lips, trying to take a decision. Too late! You raised yourself and turned your cute and beautiful face to him.

You glanced at his hand on his crotch and your cheeks warmed at the sight, playing with the edge of your dark blue dress. You weren’t that naïve, you knew you were the reason of his erection. Your heart missed a beat. All your body was on fire. You desired Leon. He was completely your style, even if it was the worst day of your life, you thought one or two times to kiss him someday. Your breath speed up and you two stood up, hesitating to make the first time.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I shouldn’t have loo-“ He started to say, scratching the back of his neck.

Too late to apologize, now you wanted him to.

“Kiss me.” You cut him, nervous. Was it right? Nobody could judge you at the moment, but morally… You were kind of lost.

Without a second thought, he broke the distance and slipped a hand on your cheek. Tenderly, he pressed his lips against yours for a passionate kiss. His free hand fell on your hip while your tongues lead a wild dance. It didn’t feel wrong. You were over the moon. It was like you have known him for years and you trusted him with your heart. Desire… Something hardly avoidable. Hands everywhere, seeking body warmth, discovering a new body. You admired his tone chest, tracing his abs and smooth skin with the tips of your fingers, sensually.

Apocalypse? It never existed.

Zombies? What is that?

Umbrella? Never heard of.

Your living nightmare faded through his kisses and strokes. Daydreaming was dangerous in this situation, the come-dawn we’ll be doubtlessly painful, but at this precise moment… You needed this. You couldn’t imagine what would happen in the next hours and you reminded yourself that life was short, especially these days… As far as possible, you had to enjoy this sweet and sexual moment.

Clothes littered the floor, you were lying on the couch with the beautiful bluish-grey eyes men between your legs. His peck and embraces heated your skin, feeling his lips brushing against your chest, a teasing look on his face, to arouse you like you never had been.

“I want you, Officer Kennedy.” You finally whispered in his ear which made him quiver with pleasure.

His thumb traveled to your heat and wet center, between your thighs. As he titillated your most sensible part, you closed your eyes and a light whimper escaped your lips. He was experienced, it was an evidence. You could feel your first orgasm rise and before you reached it, he stops his movements. You opened your eyelids and noticed he was stroking himself before considering penetrating you. Lightly, your fingers grazed his and you took his role. He let out some almost inaudible sighs of pleasure, arousing you even more.

Finally, he stopped you, seated himself at the entrance of your vagina, titillating it with his pinkish cock head.

“Stop playing…” you murmured with a smile. With one push, he was inside you.

“Oh God…” he groaned. You lightly moan together at the feeling. He let you adjust to his size before he started with backwards and forwards movements. Faster and more intense his thrusts were, the more you struggled to remain silent.

“Shh, Y/N…” He kissed you to make you silent as you tighten your legs around his hips, one hand on his butt to push his member farther inside you while the other played with his locks.

He accelerated the pace until the pleasure became intense. So intense that he moaned in his turn, trying to keep quiet by kissing your neck and putting a hand against your mouth. Nirvana was approaching for both of you. When your vagina tightened around his member during your orgasm, he lost control of his pace and it took him little time to enjoy his turn. The feeling of intense well-being and euphoria took hold of him, letting his hot semen spill into your vagina, filling you completely.

Slowly, his pelvic movements stopped, but he remained a few moments inside you to kiss you. You almost didn’t know each other, and yet there was such a strong connection between you two. Maybe even more than that... None of you had thought of putting on a condom, for lack of means, and the pleasure was so intense that he couldn’t pull out in time.

When he retired, he watched a few drops of his seed escaping from your walls. At the moment, he didn’t think of the consequences it could engender. He found it terribly exciting. He made you roll so that you found yourself above him and he held you in his arms.

"Incredible..." he murmured.

"Do not let me down after that, Leon..." you whispered, frightened of the future.

"Never. You and I are in the same boat... You are my partner in crime.” He claimed in a humorous tone before he stole you a kiss.

Rules to ask an imagine or a headcanon

I explain why there are rules just after thoses:

1) Ask something original or at least not too cliché. I would accept something cliché if the character you want me to write for still doesn’t have the same plot written. :)

2) I’ll write what I want to, only if I like your request or if I feel comfortable enough to write it (it should be okay if you respect the first rule)

3) Don’t ask me the same imagine or headcanon you sent to someone else, please.

4) Don’t harass me. If you want an answer, message me in private ;)

5) Don’t ask for a character that isn’t already in my masterlist. I can accept only if I already wrote for a character played by the same actor. But I can’t make promises.

6) Feel free to ask age gap stories, I’m living for it! Aha

7) English isn’t my first language so I’ll make some spelling or grammar mistakes, so don’t be harsh.

8) Being polite is always a plus ;)

I’m not the kind of person to establish rules, except when I don’t have the choice. I need to explain myself, why I need to set up rules. I can seem stupid to say that, but I have been really busy lately and I always will. Firstly, I make my studies a priority. Besides studies, I write a lot. These are mostly novels (in French) and since I’m published author, I want to focus my efforts on my novels... I would like to live from my books but in France, it’s extremely difficult, so I have to work harder and harder. So, it takes a lot of my time. Not to mention that there are times when I really want to relax reading or watching movies and series instead of writing.

I hope you understand my choice,

Love you. ♡

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hii, could you do a Tom Hardy imagine w a prompt 'can I kiss you?' x

Yep! I'll write it as soon as I can :)

Could I request a cillian x female reader where the reader meets his children for the first time and they get along really well (the reader is younger than him - 20 years like your other imagine) xx

Yep, that's a very good idea! :)

Just wanted to say love your leon x readers and even though English isn't your first language, the stories make seem like it is. Keep up the good work!

Thank you so much, honey! ❤