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𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐱 𝐘𝐨𝐮 — 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛 ❝ 𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑚 ❞ | November 11th ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── 🔞 The atmosphere in the room was dense, heavy with accumulated tension. After coming back from a walk, Leon pinned you against the wall, his blue eyes darkened by an undeniable, predatory lust. He knew exactly how much you desired him, but the game of control was what turned him on the most. Leon gave you a slow, provocative kiss, making you melt against his lips. Leon took off your shirt, leaving you exposed to him; you weren't wearing a bra. He removed his shirt and you helped him. ​With his characteristic smirk, dangerous and charming, he pulled the Requiem from its holster. The weight of the cold metal gleamed subtly in the dim light of the room. The dry click of the gun echoed loudly in the silent space, a clear warning that he was in absolute command. ​— You've been very impatient. — Leon whispered right next to your ear, his hoarse and heavy voice sending an instant shiver down your spine. ​Instead of putting the gun away, he used the long, cold barrel of the Requiem to trace your jawline. The contrast of the freezing metal against your feverish skin was a maddening shock. Slowly, he dragged the gun down your neck, sliding it between the valley of your breasts until it reached your waist. Leon told you to take off your shorts, leaving you only in your panties. With sadistic precision, he used the cold sight of the Requiem to push aside the thin fabric of your lingerie, exposing you completely to his hungry gaze. ​You gasped and rolled your eyes back, digging your nails into his shoulder as he pressed the freezing metal of the barrel directly against your already soaked and throbbing intimacy. The thermal shock made your hips move forward instinctively, seeking friction. ​— Stay still, — he growled in a low warning tone, his eyes devouring your reaction as he used the barrel of the Requiem to stroke your pussy slowly. The smooth steel slid through your lubrication, spreading your wetness over the metal while he teased your clitoris, driving you to the edge of absolute desperation. Leon's breathing was heavy, the bulge pressing against his tactical pants showing just how hard he was getting from his own game. ​Satisfied to see you trembling and begging for more, Leon delicately slid the barrel of the Requiem over your lips one last time, and then over his own. He put the safety on and tossed the gun onto the dresser in a swift motion. ​Without losing a second, he stripped off the rest of his clothes, revealing his scarred body and his rigid, thick member pulsing with desire. He guided you to the bed, laid you down, grabbed your hips with both hands, lifted you slightly, and drove himself inside you all at once. A unison, obscene moan filled the room as he hit the bottom. ​Leon moved with relentless and possessive intensity. Every thrust was deep, dragging hoarse, desperate moans from your throat. He alternated between fast and slow thrusts; he would pause when he was buried deep inside you and then start thrusting again. He made circular motions with his hips when he was deep inside you, and that drove you incredibly crazy, to the point of screaming his name out loud like a desperate prayer. He pinned your wrists against the wall above your head, setting a violent pace, the wet sound of bodies colliding echoing loudly through the room. Sweat stuck you both together, mixing the wild heat of sex with the brutality of restrained desire. - Continued in the comments because it didn't fit here 🤭 #ResidentEvil #LeonsKennedy #Re9 #Headcanon #rebhfun