Now Hold On There, Dont Try To Get Up. His Voice Was Smooth As He Reassured. His Hands Rested On Your

“Now hold on there, don’t try to get up.” His voice was smooth as he reassured. His hands rested on your shoulders and through the blur in your eyes, you could easily see Leon’s features looking down at you as he knelt beside you and pulled you into his chest. It felt so good to see him; it felt so good holding him; being in his arms with his hand supporting your head as he dug you closer to him. Warm. You were nearly speechless as he whispered, “It’s good to see you’re okay.”

Synopsis: It was entirely on accident. After discovering a file hidden in the basement of your university, a place that was once known as the state mental hospital notorious for its haunting stories of shock therapy and physical abuse amongst patients, you come to find that just more than that was done—the hard way. It's a good thing, however, that the right agent showed up.

Pairing: Leon Kennedy x Reader

Genre: Strangers to Lovers; blood and violence; flirting and mutual pinning

Chapter 12 is up!! Sorry I took so long!!!

Can I get reader watching Leon work out. Just straight up watch him working out, sweat and all. And then he guides the readers hands over his body and reader is just gooey melting over it. And then they ask for a head lock.

your wish is my command!

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"Like what you see, sweetheart?" Leon asked smugly, cocking an eyebrow at you, effortlessly pumping the large dumbbells in both of his hands. His biceps bulged and flexed with every movement; effectively hypnotizing you. Normally, you didn't train with your partner in the DSO's large gym, mostly because your job didn't require you to have a daily workout regime. Most of the time, you only followed the blond agent to the gym to watch him get hot and sweaty before your eyes. You were a simple person, what could you say? Your cheeks flushed with heat as you nodded your head dumbly, you thought your mouth was watering at the sight of the delicious man in front of you. He smirked, putting down the weights and gesturing to you with a come-hither. Tentatively, you walked closer to Leon, and one of his hands circled around your wrist. Your knees almost buckled as he placed your hand over his firm left pectoral muscle. His tight, black muscle shirt was damp with sweat underneath your palm, his heart pounding against his chest. You could feel his breath huffing against you as your other hand pressed against his chest as well. Curiously, you trailed your hands down his torso, feeling his abs, before being stopped by the elastic waistband of his sweatpants. Once stopped, you graced your fingers back up his body, now feeling up his shoulders, biceps, and his forearms. Leon shivered in delight at your touch, a small groan exiting his pink lips. "Careful, if you touch me like that, things might get a little sticky here." You laughed, both hands wrapping around his arm muscles and squeezing. They were squishy enough to slightly give under your grip but firm enough to combat the pressure. Then, with an amused chuckle, Leon flexed his arm, completely nulling the squishiness. Without another word, you looked up at your boyfriend, your face flushed and your heart pounding. "Headlock." The blond quirked an eyebrow, "what?" "Put me in a headlock." You squeezed his arm. "Please?" Cautiously, he wrapped his arm around your neck and throat, pulling your body flush against his. You squealed in delight, feeling his pulsing bicep around your neck, but not too tightly. The scent of his sweat, Old Spice deodorant, and testosterone-riddled musk made your brain spin. The slight deficiency in oxygen made your heart pound, as you melted into his arm. You swore you could hear the blood rushing through his veins. "Fuck, Leon-" you groaned, heat flooding your mind. "Let's go to the locker room, doll." The agent's voice rumbled in your ear. "I think there are some other parts of me you'd wanna feel." ---

🧡🔥🤔🌚

🧡 - Homura is my fav side character, I just love and miss my girl 💔

🔥 - ooo this one is tough. Umm, I’m gonna say the soundtrack of the anime. I love listening to osts from games or anime, and this anime has an AMAZING ost. For example, my fav soundtrack from ososan is the ‘fishing pond’ track, and when I hear it begin to play in the background, it just sounds so soothing and relaxing, like a nice homey feeling, y’know? (I hope this makes sense 🤣)

🤔 - idk if this one has been talked about much, but I personally feel like Jyushimatsu has some king of attachment issues like Osomatsu. I mean, falling in love only for her to leave and never see each other again, that hurts. And that episode was the only time we genuinely see Jyushimatsu cry, and I think that whole experience just kind of stuck with him, now making him afraid that eventually everyone else around him is gonna leave someday too, and that scares him.

🌚 - honestly, just want to see my boys get married and actually settle down somewhere. Or at LEAST Jyushimatsu and Homura getting together 😭 they did not deserve that. But we all know that is just not gonna happen in the anime, especially after what they pulled with Osomatsu and nyaa. I STILL NEED ANSWERS FOR THAT TOO WTF

Thanks for the ask! ♥️♥️♥️♥️

Baby Making with Leon (NSFW)

Just dropping this off. I'll be leaving :)

“Are you sure? You really want to? You think we’re ready?”

“Yeah,” you shyly nodded. “I think I ready. Unless, you know, you aren’t?”

“No no,” he rapidly shook his head. “I think I am too.”

You see, we may have gotten papa Leon confidently impregnating his wife, an expert of cumming in the right spot that expelled his sperm deep enough that you were guaranteed pregnant, but Leon working on the first kid, now that was where he was unprepared.

Then day had started regularly for Leon. He woke up, poured himself a cup of coffee, read some news, basked in the newly bought home with his fiancé. The home wasn’t much, a home that really symbolized a first time home-owner who was barely beginning their next stage of life. One story, two bedrooms: one master and one guest. A small kitchen with a little dining room, a living room barely decorated, and one bathroom down the hall. But Leon liked the simplicity of it. He liked the idea of starting off small. And as he sipped his Folger’s coffee a little late that morning, Leon was happy: Everything was normal. 

“Leon,” he remembered you calling him name with that hoarsed voice of barely waking up. And he remembered thinking you looked beautiful, with the way the strap of your top hanging off your shoulder to give him that view of your chest with the bare canvas of your breast that were waiting for his morning kisses to be pressed. 

“Good morning, love,” he said as you curled into his hold and burrowed your head into his chest. Tip top, right on the spot, Leon kissed your head and nuzzled his nose. Further deep to spread his love, he noticed the stint in your back where he rolled thumb against.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. 

You never looked up at him as you shyly reacted to his concern. You shrugged, never making eye contact with him. And Leon could see you ponder and struggle to confess, he remembered the way your fingers folded into his tee and scatter your words together like a puzzle. 

“I was wondering—all night. You know, I’ve been kinda thinking about this for awhile, and since we’ve got this house now, and in a few weeks, we’re going to be married, and you know, maybe it’s time that we can try, you know, try for a family?”

And that was when Leon realized this it was no longer a regular morning. 

“Are you sure? You really want to? You think we’re ready?”

“Yeah,” you shyly nodded. “I think I ready. Unless, you know, you aren’t?”

“No no,” he rapidly shook his head. “I think I am too.”

He wasn’t. Uneducated and new, Leon was in fact a little scared. Of course, he’s came in you unprotected, countless of times, matter of fact, but all those times were when you were on birth control: always expecting no consequences. 

But this, this was different. It was different as he left his coffee on the half built dining table he carried you down the hall and to the bedroom on the left. Softly like satin, Leon place you down to the sheets before kissing you passionately with the reassurance that he needed. Tangled in his hair, he always loved when you played with his hair, the way that you would caress and brush with affection and love that  he lacked for so long. 

Pulling away from his tender kiss, you lied back on the bed, the soft pillows behind you with the ray of the morning sun that peaked through the sheer white curtains that molded you in like glory, like the radiating colors that crowned surrounded you like a holy artifact. This was new.

But like the old, he slipped your shorts down and spread your legs, pressed his fingers against your clit, and rolled to arouse you. And return, you gifted him moans, sounds so beautiful he nearly forgot what he was doing. 

“You ready?” You asked so sweetly.

“You bet I am.”

But he wasn’t—he was nervous— and he told himself, just like all the other times. Slip off his pants and give him cock a little tug— just like all the other times. But as he lied down on top of you this time, as he searched for consistency, for something he recognized in all the times you two have had sex, but all he could see in your eyes something different: There was no lust, no enticement or seductive excitement, but love. So much love and sincerity in your eyes that looked up to him with trust. 

He was so in love with you. 

With a hard swallow, he aligned and pushed himself into you, just like every other time he’s had sex with you. Thrusting his hips, it was nearly like the first time. With your fingers intertwined and a puff each time he pushed himself further into you. 

Just like every other time. 

But in the back of his mind, he knew he couldn’t trick himself. This was brand new. A new chapter in his life. Bigger than meeting you for the first time, bigger than accepting love in his crazy life, and bigger than committing the rest of his life to you. No, this was bigger. He was bringing life to this world. He was bringing a life, a child so fragile and vulnerable that he would now be responsible of. Did he deserve to? Does he have any right to do this? 

No, no he didn’t. He didn’t think he did. 

But he really wanted to. He always had. 

You let out a long sigh: Leon guessed you had came. Because your eyes would roll back, as the grip on his shoulders would grow tighter, and for a moment, Leon felt he was closer and closer to change—Leon never liked changed. It was almost as if change hated him, because change had included hell, included making him suffer and never giving him the chance to go back. 

But your fingertip played with the hairs on the nape of his neck. Softly, tenderly as he listened to you with your pretty voice: “I can’t wait,” he heard you say. “I can’t wait to have your babies,” you moaned.

And it was if all the air he had was sucked out of him. His hips stuttered at the sight, the view of you lying vulnerably underneath him, asking him to give you kids. Damn it, you look beautiful. 

“My babies?”

Damn it, he loved you so much. 

And brashly, his thrust became harder, sloppier, as he smashed his hips roughly against yours. You yelped as your sensitive clit received another wave of pleasure as your body went with every movement Leon made. 

“Yes! Fill me up, Leon. Fill me with your babies!”

Damn it, he thought as he watched your breast bounced. Gloriously and beautifully, he imagined them grow in size during pregnancy. Round and plump, filled with milk that you would feed his child. You would be such a good mama. 

Such a good momma. 

Leon never stopped thrusting as he connected his salivating mouth onto your nipple, as he suckled and rolled his tongue over your bud. You would moan as you watched him lather his mouth over your skin, as he gripped it roundly, and rolled the other eagerly. He loved your beasts, he loved your skin. And hungrily he would imagine the beads of white that would form, that he would take and pinch out excitedly.

“Leon,” you cried, but was covered by his mouth on yours, as his tongue drew deeply, taking and conquering your moans that he would drink with ease. Oh, he loved you. He loved you so much. 

Leon came into you. Hot ropes of fertilizing cum that filled you full of all his love—he held there in place, realizing what he had just done. 

He pulled out and stared. Stared at the white oozing out your slit and begin to drip down onto the sheets. And without a second thought, without consideration, Leon brought his fingers and pressed his white cum back into your cunt. 

So this was baby making? Admiring watching all his release being pushed back into your throbbing pink slit. Amazing.

He looked at you, who wore the swollen red lips and harsh dark pink blush brazened across your chest with all the marks he left, and he wondered why he hadn’t done this earlier. It was wonderful, amazing, probably the best sex he had ever had with you; probably the best love he’s ever created, ever felt. Never ever so intimate, never been or seen you so excited. 

Because he absolutely loved you and his family that was yet to be born. 

“You know,” Leon finally spoke. “I think I got some more in me.”

Yeah, he was ready. He was defiantly ready to fuck some babies into you. 

since you're my fav matsu writer~ ✍ and 📚, i'm curious!!

♥️♥️ OMG thank you so much! 😭♥️♥️

📚 - omg so over on wattpad, there’s a fic called ‘subject to study’, and it’s a naga!matsus x reader by my bestie choose_the_adventure. It’s so good, I absolutely love it and I HIGHLY recommend it!And ofc ‘Lost and Found’ on ao3 by lunarmatsu, a gem of a fic ♥️

✍️ - I honestly would love to create more fics on the different aus/sets for the matsus! I have so many ideas and a lot of them that I’m working on the background so that I can get them out for you all one day, some of them including the youkai au, and a witch/demon au 😏 But ofc, the time I have to write is quite little atm so unfortunately the waiting game is gonna have to go on for a little while longer 😭😭

Thanks for the ask! ♥️♥️♥️

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