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The sweetest peach
leon kennedy x lara croft
đšcontent: 18+, mentions of smut, mostly fluff, sweetness, early mornings, two folks in love, pretty short because itâs 4am and iâm 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 â not that he minded much.
Yesterday was a blur, theyâd 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 heâd left on Laraâs skin, some marked with deep bites, and she hadnât left his skin a clear canvas either. Littered with hickeys of her own and scratches so raw theyâd stay for days, but he liked the pain, because she was the one giving it to him.
Leon had been like this since heâd woken up (an hour ago) he mustâve 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 Leonâs neck. His adamâs apple pressing against her forehead while she smiled. âYou woke me up, doofus.â 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.
âYeah?â He replied, voice a deeper octave. âCouldnât help myself, pretty. Missed your voice.â
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 wouldnât 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.
âYouâre insufferable.â Lara chuckled, nuzzling her face into his neck while goosebumps formed on her porcelain skin beneath the touch of his fingers.
âHey, I try.â 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 sheâd 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.
Itâs safe to say the neighbours werenât pleased.