And It Would Be Like Either During The Funeral In The Bathroom

and it would be like either during the funeral in the bathroom

or it would be months later where he like comforts u slowly and teases u and eventually you like succumb to him??

one or the other... hes a nasty one 😍😍

i dew think leon would be the type to let a coworker die if leon really liked said coworker’s waif…. laik ohmggee! sosoery for ur loss, a zombie got to him and i was too late💔💔 can i tap that

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐀 ;   𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 .    (   a  series  of  kiss  prompts .   some  nsfw  material  present .   )

❛  01 .   a  kiss  to  say  hello . ❛  02 .   a  kiss  for  the  first  time . ❛  03 .   a  kiss  after  a  long  time  apart . ❛  04 .   a  kiss  to  apologize . ❛  05 .   a  kiss  to  forgive . ❛  06 .   a  kiss  during  a  fight . ❛  07 .   a  kiss  to  say  what  you  can’t  say  aloud . ❛  08 .   a  kiss  in  secret  /  a  forbidden  kiss . ❛  09 .   a  kiss  to  prove  a  point . ❛  10 .   a  kiss  against  a  wall . ❛  11 .   a  kiss  on  a  rooftop . ❛  12 .   a  kiss  that  seals  a  marriage . ❛  13 .   a  kiss  before  one  goes  away . ❛  14 .   a  kiss  in  the  shower . ❛  15 .   a  kiss  that  comes  out  of  nowhere . ❛  16 .   a  kiss  first  thing  in  the  morning . ❛  17 .   a  kiss  last  thing  at  night . ❛  18 .   a  kiss  during  combat . ❛  19 .   a  kiss  during  a  fake  relationship . ❛  20 .   a  kiss  out  of  desperation . ❛  21 .   a  kiss  on  the  cheek . ❛  22 .   a  kiss  on  the  forehead . ❛  23 .   a  kiss  on  the  back  of  the  hand . ❛  24 .   a  kiss  on  the  neck . ❛  25 .   a  kiss  on  the  fingertips . ❛  26 .   a  kiss  on  the  stomach . ❛  27 .   a  kiss  to  end  the  sexual  tension . ❛  28 .   a  kiss  over  a  scar . ❛  29 .   a  kiss  over  a  wound . ❛  30 .   a  kiss  to  say  goodbye .

i suppose even the offer should be gracious. to sit and stare through a screen at a scene where i should be, but i am missing.

i wonder who to blame for this. who is at fault for the reason i can only see the painting of everyone having fun, and only witness it from afar.

perhaps i should be content with the idea that i at least saw her, through a screen, albeit, but although children have less arpund the world, where i am from, they have more.

more than me. it is never enough.

her smile was angelic. i only wish i saw it in person, because the vision of pixels that i can see is not the same as her true being.

making the effort to come would've ended in fruitless, bitter disaster, but if i had tried, would i have earned five minutes of heaven?

hours, minutes, seconds, away from what could truly cure this ache.

what is sorrowful is the fact that this will not be the last. there will always be another party, another inside joke, another thing i do not understand because how could i?

i was never there.

i will never be there.

i cant stop watching this fucking video im gonna pop a lung trying to hold in the laughter

aeon shippers rn 🥰🤩😍🤩🥰🤩😍🤩🥲😍🤩🥰🤩😍😘🥰🤩😍🥰😘😍🤩🥰😘😍😍🤩😍🤩🥰😘😍🤩😍

the one sad emoji is me... bc... im not in any of the pics... whyd the crop me out...

oh wait nvm i took them

and i'm glad i get forever to see where you end.

re and tomb raider?? 😍😍

The sweetest peach

leon kennedy x lara croft

🌹content: 18+, mentions of smut, mostly fluff, sweetness, early mornings, two folks in love, pretty short because it’s 4am and i’m tired.

It was that rainy ambience pattering against the window, creating an atmospheric tranquility too surreal to describe. Early, yes; just before dawn. Leon watched Lara as she slept, his azure irises coating each and every feature of her face and his pupils dilating at the mere sight.

Oh, she was so pretty. The smooth locks of dark auburn hair framing her head, her long lashes kissing the freckles among her cheeks leading up to the bridge of her nose and her rosy lips were slightly parted with each silent breath that left them in her sleep. She was like Audrey Hepburn, the purest form of natural beauty.

Leon lifted his hand, brushing his fingers against the warmth of her cheek and counting the constellations imprinted deep into her skin. His heart skipped a beat, knowing the very woman he felt safest with was his.

She was home. She was what he looked forward to coming to, she was an angel with invisible wings, taking his breath away with only a simple glance of the eyes he managed to get lost in every time. Only a shame they were currently closed — not that he minded much.

Yesterday was a blur, they’d had an eventful date that was cut short because he found himself pressing her against the door of their home, kissing her until they were both breathless, taking her apart completely.

His eyes assessed the bruises he’d left on Lara’s skin, some marked with deep bites, and she hadn’t left his skin a clear canvas either. Littered with hickeys of her own and scratches so raw they’d stay for days, but he liked the pain, because she was the one giving it to him.

Leon had been like this since he’d woken up (an hour ago) he must’ve really worn her out given she was typically the early bird doing the exact same to him as he leaned in closer and pressed a gentle kiss beneath the small expanse of her eyebag, then rested his chin above her hair, taking in the sweet scent that was engraved deep in his memory. The scent that was uniquely her.

It was only a matter of time when Lara began to shuffle with a small groan, her lids fluttering open to see that her face was buried in Leon’s neck. His adam’s apple pressing against her forehead while she smiled. “You woke me up, doofus.” She mumbled tiredly, no bite in her tone, much more love.

Leon looked down, the sky meeting the Earth as he held eye contact with her. The smile on her lips enough to bring one of his own, and to send butterflies flying around in his stomach.

“Yeah?” He replied, voice a deeper octave. “Couldn’t help myself, pretty. Missed your voice.”

That was another thing Leon could go on and on about, her voice. It was higher in pitch yet accompanied with an English accent, so exotic that it was enough to excite him. Nude bodies and fresh minds, silk soft skin pressing together and appeasing to their sentiments.

Lara climbed atop him, her perky breasts brushing against his toughened chest and he could feel how erect her nipples were from the cool air. Pointy enough he almost wouldn’t mind if she nursed him or something, the pretty pink pigment matching the casual flush that appeared on her cheekbones while his calloused hands slipped down her narrow waist and he sighed in contentment.

“You’re insufferable.” Lara chuckled, nuzzling her face into his neck while goosebumps formed on her porcelain skin beneath the touch of his fingers.

“Hey, I try.” Leon joked frivolously in hopes of extracting more of her breathy giggles that were more than enough to have his dick getting hard again despite the fact that she’d drained him dry last night. Well, morning wood was a reoccurring situation when he was in bed with her and she felt him against her thigh, her dainty hands coming across his chest and the manicured nails brushing his skin while she slowly moved down.

It’s safe to say the neighbours weren’t pleased.