โleon!โ you gasp out, gripping his broad shoulders. โcanโt help it, sweetheart..โ he whispers, his large hand reaching underneath your shirt, his fingers teasing your bare heat. you can feel his wedding ring against your folds, making your knees weak.
whenever leon comes back home after a mission, he needs a stress reliever. as soon as he sees you, he picks you up and starts kissing every single inch of you. โiโm sorryโฆ i just need you right now,โ he murmurs,
your hands are on his bare chest, and his are on your waist, gripping possessively. โneed this.. need you,โ he repeats softly, leaving hickeys down your collarbone and stopping over your chest, only to lean down and start sucking, making you squirm.
requiem leon would love taking care of you so much. heโd grab things from the higher shelves for you, wash your hair while whispering sweet nothings in your ear. whenever youre stressed and start to cry, heโd wipe and kiss your tears away, whispering โi know baby .. i know..โ
vendetta leon would be so so clingy with you, more than heโd admit. when heโs finally sober, he tries to be only his best and comfortable self with you, meaning heโll cuddle with you whenever he can. leon loves physical touch, always wanting to have his arms around you. ๐ค
leon's dirty blonde locks tickle your nape, his nose grazes at your collarbone. flutters your eyes shut as his large hands span over your waist. the citylight illuminates the room.
"do we have to go?" he gruffs, he shuts his eyes and nuzzles to your skin.
rookie leon would be such an obsessed lover. heโd be super proud of being your boyfriend, talking about you whenever he gets the chance to. heโd daydream about marrying you, having children that have your eyes and personality. as long as leon has you, he feels complete. ๐ค
whenever leon is out on a mission, heโd look at his wedding ring for motivation. but after nearly losing it, he keeps it safe in his pocket, a promise that heโll always come back home to you.
husband requiem leon takes you on a vacation. sitting on his lap, warm water lapping to your body. your head rests against his chest. your hand traces over scars on his palm, but he answers you before you could ask him.
"it doesn't hurt anymore, baby" he cups your cheeks
"i miss you", leon's phone screen lights up with your name.
"on my way" he waits for a beat then texts back, flooring the gas pedal and peeling from the sidewalk to your place.
his free hand rests over his crotch, damn it... he misses you too ๐
you roll your eyes and place your hands on his chest, leonโs breath hitching. โdepends, itโs only us here.โ and leonโs eyes only brighten. โdonโt make wait then,โ he gruffily says, trying his best to not break the ropes confining him to grab you and fuck you senselessly there. ๐ค
๐ requiem leon & youโre an FBI agent investigating a case, arriving at a warehouse for evidence when you run into him tied up. you couldnโt help but chuckle, shaking your head as you make your way towards him, a smirk growing on his lips. โhere to save me, gorgeous?โ leon teases