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the sun beat down on his face relentlessly, causing sweat to bead up across his forehead. the heat and the harsh glare forced him to keep his eyes closed as he made his way up the walk. once he'd finally reached the doorstep, he raised his fist to knock.
he was going to have to come clean tonight, one way or another. it was either now or never. leon hasn’t set foot in the town for so long, he hasn’t seen you for such a long time. anxiety was getting the better of him more than he could bare, would you hate him for his worrying absence, would you open your arms to him and open your kind arms to him? well, there was one way to find out.
after tidying up behind yourself and deciding to relax with some movies to binge, you paused in between actions reacting to the unexpected knocking from your front door. you walked and opened to see leon scott kennedy in the flesh, staring at you like a ghost.
"uh- hey." leon gave a light wave. he felt as if his entire body was going to combust with all the pent-up nerves. the man opened his mouth to speak, but his throat dried up too fast for him to form words.
"h-hey." he tried again, and somehow, his voice was even shakier than before. not a promising sign at all. he stared down at the paved floor, clearly not yet ready to confess to you the truth.
“leon?” you gasped in utter disbelief, smiling brightly sweetly before hugging him tightly, missing his touch. “oh my god, how are you?”
little did your oblivious self know, the scent of your blood driving him internally wild. hugging you like this, being so close to your neck, his mouth watered thinking of your sweet blood coating his tongue.
he flinched, caught off-guard, before hugging you back tightly with the same energy. he took a deep breathe of you once more but tried to hide his hunger. he failed miserably as his soft lips subtly brushed against your neck for a moment.
leon took a second to collect himself a little before speaking.
“i-i’ve been good…” leon paused, lying his ass off. “better now, though…”
“what’s with the sudden visit?” you asked him, “everything okay,” your tone began to soften as you allowed him into your lovely home.
"everything is fine." he lied.
leon stepped inside, glancing around at everything in a slight daze, smiling softly at how much your house was a beautiful representation of yourself. it took him a moment or two to snap back to reality.
"how've you been doing?" he tried to change the subject, hoping to avoid the matter at hand as he sat on the sofa.
his legs spread slightly as his hands rose from his inner thighs to his hips. he wasn't sure how much longer he could avoid it, seeing as it was practically written on his face.
“i’m… fine too!” you replied sweetly.
you weren’t dumb, you immediately noticed his strange behaviour but pretended like you didn’t notice nor you did want to force him to open up. “just getting around with my new job… that’s all.”
“would like some tea?” you inquired kindly, standing between the wide and open entrance between the kitchen and the living room.
"tea?" leon repeated, still trying to buy time. "sure." he tried to seem as casual as possible, despite having a slight freakout inside. to cope, the man focused on breathing until he had to spill the beans, hoping to clear his head a little. a little may not be a lot but a little was more than nothing.
you soon came back with two cups of tea and placed one for him on the coffee table.
“so, what’s up with you? i haven’t seen you in town since all of those mysterious disappears that has been happening for a while,” you sighed in relief, “i thought you were kidnapped or something. you didn’t call me.” concluding on a disappointed note.
"i'm here to, uh..." leon sighed, finally ready to get it all out in the open. "i'm here to tell you something."
he stared down at the cup of tea as he tried to formulate the words out loud. leon didn't have the heart to look you right in the eyes when he told you what he was. and to make matters worse in this very moment.
leon was hungry.
a concerning level of hungry.
his mere sanity was crumbling down due to his self-conflicted famine. unlike the other vampires around the town, he never found pleasure in killing and sucking innocent people’s blood. which ultimately led to where he is now, going to the person he trusted the most.
“what’s up?” you smiled oh so kindly. fuck, that smile, it was so fucking beautiful. “you know you can tell me anything.” your innocence, your naïveté, christ it broke his heart, how were you so perfect?
you sat closer to him. the scent of your sweet blood strengthened the hungry for the vampire. leon’s mind was spiralling, his sitting became restless and it made it even worse considering he had a crush on you.
the way he would have pinned your body down to the sofa and dug his teeth deeply into your neck, suck your blood out and make out with you desperately, suck your tits (without the fangs of course), fuck you senselessly, make you scream his name, make you arch your back, cover you with bite marks and love marks all over your beautiful body.
leon mentally (and eventually) snapped back up towards you after a few seconds. even though it would make him wince at first, he had to meet your glance at some point.
"i...i'm a vampire." he had to get to the point, trying to pull the bandaid off as quickly as possible. he hoped that would make it a little easier.
“… “ you paused, blank face. unreadable expression to much of his uneasy displeasure.
"...yeah..." leon muttered, ashamed. "that's why i've been gone. i thought... if i just stayed away-"
he swallowed hard. a small lump had formed in his throat, and he couldn't figure out how to make his next statement. it was either tell you the truth or stay away forever and die.
"...i thought you'd be safer without me."
“please… tell me this is some kind of prank?” you scoffed lightly, coming off as playful to much of his disbelief. “like- leon.. vampires aren’t real.” you may have not meant it in a bad or rude way, and he wished you were right but this wasn’t something funny or a prank he was playing on you.
leon stared at you, unable to believe the words coming out of your mouth. you couldn't *possibly* be this ignorant, could you? well then again, it was a bit of a shockingly stupid statement from him.
"of course they're real." a few drops of sweat trickled down his forehead at your statement, realising that the penny hasn’t dropped yet.
you could only giggle softly before sipping on your tea, his remained untouched. “i mean if you can show me some evidence that you’re a vampire then i’ll believe you.”
"...evidence?" he raised a brow.
"what 'evidence' did you have in mind?" he asked, a little amused at your little offer. you may have not believed him so soon but, he was glad that you were going to hear him out.
“take a picture of yourself, and show me,” you suggested, “if your reflection doesn’t show, then you’re a vampire.”
a picture? now that was unexpected. but it was a good idea.
"okay." leon took his phone out of his pocket. a few seconds passed by as he took a selfie, examining the photo and to his somewhat pleasure there was no trace of him in the picture. he show the picture to you quickly.
he watched you gasp and your eyes widened at the picture. seeing that his reflection was not there. you slowly looked up at leon in horror, he wasn’t lying and now you know the truth. he internally begged a being above watching over him that you wouldn’t shut him out of your life.
"look, just..." he put his phone away, noticing the sheer horror on your face. he didn't want you to be so terrified, even though it was understandable.
"i'm still me, i promise. you aren't in any danger, okay?" leon placed a hand on your shoulder softly, rubbing it softly with his thumb. "i wouldn't hurt you in a million years." his deep voice was so kind sounding and so sweet, you believed him.
“well, um- that explains your absences” you sighed, feeling a little more comfortable around him.
"i'm sorry about that." his voice cracked. leon felt terrible that his secrecy caused you so much worry; he didn’t know what he could say to make things better.
leon looked down at the floor again, ashamed, his hands trembling slightly both now by his side. he felt that he was going to cry. “i never wanted to hurt anyone, that’s why i left.”
“...i’m just so hungry….” his voice was so desperate, it took you apart effortlessly. you sat even closer to him and cupped his face in your hands and jesus christ was he ice cold to the touch, contrastingly cold compared to your warm hands.
“oh, leon…” you cooed so gently, “when was the last time you fed?”
"i can’t remember ." he answered, his voice quivering even more than before as he averted his eyes as the other obstacle was occurring and he had to ask the other question. he looked back up into your eyes, eyes filled with terror and desperation that he was never quite good at hiding.
"i'm so hungry... and i just... can't..." his hand resting on top of yours, completely covering it.
“you need human blood don’t you?” you rhetorically replied, now hitting you what he was going to ask.
leon bit his lip, nodding slowly. "yes, i do." he was ashamed to admit that much, but he knew there wasn't much else he could say if he wanted this conversation to go anywhere.
"it's getting worse, too. the cravings are getting worse every day. i fear i won't be able to control myself for much longer..." he barely contained himself mere minutes ago.
“what happens if you don’t get blood in you?” you asked once more, sitting more and more close to him. your bodies are so close. for leon, the delectable smell of your blood drove him wild.
leon shuddered. "i-it gets harder to think. i start to feel... weak. sick at times."
he didn’t lose his glance shared with her, it only just occurred to him suddenly noticing how close you were.
"...are you-" leon paused for a moment to clear his throat. "...are you sure you feel comfortable being around me?"
the whiff of your blood was fucking him over with no mercy in thought. he didn't think he'd have enough willpower to stay close to you much longer.
“you said you won’t hurt me, so i believe you,” you nodded.
“well…” you backtracked, “that leads to my next point: why did you really come to me, leon?”
"i've come here to..." leon paused yet again, considering the best way to say what he was planning. "to find someone i could feed from."
there, once again, he was admitting a detail he felt ashamed about. he hoped that you wouldn't hate him for it.
“well i’ve never done this before; i’ve never gotten bitten,” you chuckled softly your nervousness taking over a little, “what does it feel like?”
"are we... are we really talking about this?" leon frowned a bit, taking your hands from his face and holding them in the space between them on the sofa. dare he think this but, it seemed like you was being almost... encouraging.
"i... i mean, if you're offering, i really am desperate. and the hunger just gets worse the longer it drags on."
“leon. i am offering,” you persisted, shocking him, “i’ll be your blood supply.”
the vampire could only blink several times, not quite sure if he heard you correctly.
"...you mean it?" he'd stare at you in disbelief, wondering if an exchange like this could be *real*. you nodded gently, repeating what you said previously which caused him to sigh heavily and place a hand where his heart used to beat.
“i can make it quick if you want. i’m only going to need a little, not nearly enough for me to hurt you.” he paused for a moment, contemplating. “although, there might be a... a small amount of pain.”
while you went to grab a glass of water, he looked down at his hands, still shaking lightly. “but i’m sure it won’t be anything too terrible.”
“i know you’ll be gentle with me,” you softly replied, returning now with your jumper gone and replaced with a black tank top. leon’s eyes watched you sit next to him like you did previously, you had make placed your hair to the side and exposed your neck to him.
“oh fuck…” leon whimpered, licking his soft lips thinking of his previous thought as he towered over you a little.
“you sure?” he looked down at you, as he got ready to sink his fangs into your neck, a look of eagerness in his now red ruby eyes.
his breath was hot against your gorgeous skin as he stared down at her, his eyes gleaming with desire. “i can’t wait…”
“then don’t” you looked up with your doll-like eyes, “go ahead…”
“as you wish, love…”
he smirked softly, before pressing his lips against your neck, kissing a thank you as his hands rested on either side of you.
with a deep sigh, he leaned forward and sank his fangs into your warm skin as gently as he could. even though he was hungry, he wanted to treat you like a delicacy. a shiver of pleasure rippled through him, his eyes closing as he let out a soft groan in delight. one of his hands resting on your back as he began to suck.
the feeling of his fangs in your neck, caused you to grab his waist. surprisingly, you weren’t in any sort of pain. your little soft moans and breathless groans brushed against his ears and flooded the room.
the sound of your soft noises and gasps of pleasure were more than enough to drive leon even more hungry. as he expected, your blood was so unbelievably addicting to him, not only because he was hungry but because it was you.
he pulled you in closer, drinking a little more deeply, his eyes closing in pleasure as he felt your delicious warmth flowing into him.
“god, this must be what paradise feels like…”he couldn’t help but think to himself as he continued to drink from you.
your soft moans grew a lot more, gaining more pleasure than pain from this interaction, leon didn’t see you bit lip and your hand grasping his waist a little more as your eyes closed gently, diving into this moment even more.
leon would continue to drink his fill, his textured tongue occasionally teasing your neck, it swirled around your wound conflicted by him, picking up any escaping blood as a little slowly dripped from his chin.
with his other hand joining his hand on your back place his hands higher up, his fingers digging under your top, his face buried into your warm and wet neck, his eyes closed as he drank.
leon was completely lost in the feeling of your blood in his mouth, not caring about anything else in the world… and it felt amazing. so purifying.
your back arched at the feeling of his hands. his tongue brushing against your neck making you twitch and soaked between your legs. your whimpers and moans continued, loving the surreal feeling of this moment. never in your days did you think blood sucking would have turned you so fucking on.
“oh god…” leon murmured between feeds, his voice full of lust and desire as he drank from you. “i’ve missed you so much…”
his eyes slowly opened, his expression one of pure pleasure as he looked over at you. a soft chuckle would leave him as he saw you utterly hypnotised by his actions.
he couldn’t get enough.
leon continued once more, becoming more and more utter addicted to your iridescent taste. during this, you gasped feeling his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you onto his lap where your hands explored his back underneath his shirt. you loved the feeling of his back — let alone the look of it — his skin was so smooth yet so cold too.
feeling your hands on the bare skin of his back instantly sent a shiver up his spine, a smile spreading across his lips as his mouth let your neck.
with each passing moment, your blood was driving him mental, only making him want you even more and more and more and more.
“you’re so… perfect,” his voice cracked this time with complete desire, his red eyes gazing into yours with a lustful glint. his nose resting upon yours. you both took a breather, the panting was the only thing heard in the room.
“i can’t get enough of you, sweetheart…”
leon couldn’t help himself any longer, and he leaned in again for a deep, hungry kiss. you immediately embraced the kiss deeply, matching his hunger, your hands journeyed through his blonde hair as you grinded against his hips, the feeling of his clothed cock rubbing oh so teasingly against your needy cunt sent shivers across your body, especially your lower body.
you were so intoxicating to him. he felt the kiss deepening, his hands running along your curves he longed to touch and handle.
it was like a rush of adrenaline was sent through him, his blood growing hot, his desire for you only growing as he lost himself in the moment.
the feeling of her against him was all that mattered in the world to him. and it felt like nothing else could bring him the same level of ecstasy.
“god, i need you…” leon whined.
“i need you…” you matched his desperation. your stunning eyes connected their gaze to his, the lustful tension between was deadly.
he took off your tank top, leaving you in your black bra. without hesitation, he took of his shirt revealing his beautifully toned body underneath. you remained silent, he watched you with gentle eyes, seeing the top of your finger beginning to trace the lines between his abs.
it only just occurred to leon how quickly things have escalated. this went from a “simple” blood feeding procedure to a heated love making moment.
“we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” leon caressed your cheek with his hand, brushing his fingers across before rubbing with his thumb. “i know this is a lot from me…”
“well, what’s wrong with that?” you glanced up at him, a smirked plastered on your face making him grin. leon smirked as well, feeling your finger tug at his belt.
you were so beautiful. so perfect. your eyes were like pools of liquid gold, and they were so hypnotic to him. he lost himself in the rush of your kiss. all he could think about was you, all he could want was you, all he ever needed was you, all he wanted to fuck like his slut was you, all he wanted to use until broken just like him was you.
christ, the things he wanted to do to you.
with a deep breath, he would lean in closer towards you, pressing his body against yours as his kiss grew even more passionate. if that was even possible at this point. as the kiss continued, leon let his desires take control and pin you down on the sofa. he was being on top, you thanked him by wrapping your legs around his waist.
“i missed you too by the way,” you chuckled after getting a break from your heated make out session. he smiled, with his teeth pink caused by your blood. his smiled soon dropped, watching the fresh blood from your neck dripping down between your breasts.
leon smiled kindly before kissing the tip of your nose. he soon after took off your bra and didn’t waste any time to aid to your breasts, sucking on them (normally by the way, he wasn’t a full on freak) with his mouth, his tongue swirling around your sensitive buds a couple times as your eyes fluttered closed and your moans returned. his other hand attend to the other, his thumb pinching swirling around your bud.
if it wasn’t obvious by the hard thing poking at your thigh, leon adored your moans, music to his ears, he wanted to hear more of them. he may wanted to pound you like a needy little slut, but he had to treat you first like the princess you are.
leon’s kisses travelled down from your breasts, to your tummy — which he kissed all over which made you giggle softly in turn made him smile — to your panties.
“do you mind if i take these off, do you?” leon kindly asked like the gentleman he was. your simple nodded reassured him to gently remove your underwear leaving you completely naked, now under his control.
he sat up, his now blue eyes travelled from the bottom to the top of your body.
“fucking hell, look at you, huh…” he breathlessly whispered, your body was immaculate as if it was sculptured by goddesses with such delicacy and care. that delicacy and care he knew his harsh and devilish touch would ruin with ease.
“the things sweetheart,” leon shook his head at his own twisted lust-infected mind. a small smirk peeking through, “the things i’d do to you, my love. unspeakable things…”
with a blink his eyes dawned a deep rouge shade again, his hand lifting up your leg closer to him. starting from your ankle, the vampire left a trail of kisses to end of your leg, resting his cheek on your thigh before looking up at you hungrily yet again.
“leon…” you hummed with your eyes closed, your hips swaying a little at the pleasure. your breath hitched feeling a prick at your thigh and soon realising it was leon sucking blood from your thigh. it wasn’t as needy as before on your neck, as he was full he didn’t need that much just a little more.
he finished off, licking bite mark up with his tongue before leaving a plaster of kisses and attending to the main event at hand. his tongue buried itself in your wet cunt, spending sparks all over your body. you bucked your hips into his mouth as his tongue ever so slowly trailed to the top of your entrance feeling your clit underneath and soon (normally) sucking on it gently.
his fingers joined in, fingering you slowly edging you on to cum inside of his mouth. he wanted to taste everything that came from you. his eating of you growing hungry yet again, almost more animalistic and messy as you played with his hair.
you’ve never felt pleasure like this before, it was sinful yet heavenly moment. fucking a vampire, christ what a night.
“leon…” you whined feeling a raise of sensitivity occurring with a build up wanting to happen.
“i know, baby, i know…” leon cooed, “let it happen for me sweetheart.”
“oh… fuck,” fuck, you sounded like a whore. his whore. you wanted leon badly for years but never felt the courage to tell him. now here he was, in between your legs eating you out as if you were the last thing on earth to cure his hunger. well, you are.
“atta girl, c’mon,” leon encouraged, feeling your legs shake a little. “i know you want this, princess. so give it to me…”
and give it to him you did, your climax happened. you felt your body shake as your whined and whimpered, your eyes rolled back, you felt weak from below, your hips bucking now and again as he pulled away, his mouth covered in your liquids before he wiped them away.
“that’s my girl,” he praised, towering over you to give a little kiss on your forehead then nose. leon whispered, “i’m so proud of you.” you looked flustered, trying to hide your smile.
“oh c’mon,” he chuckled, tilting his head to the side, he said softly, teasing you, “aww look at you, all flustered from what i say. you’re so fucking cute, y’know.” his little teasing got him a middle finger held at his face from you.
“oh i see how it is,” leon sat up to flip you over unexpectedly on your stomach. before you could even react to his sudden move as you felt his hot breath against your ear.
“if you’re gonna act like a brat, i’m gonna fuck you like one.”
blinded from what he was doing, your eyes widened at the feeling of the sofa becoming lighter and sounded of a zipper being undone. he use your blindness as a weapon for teasing by deliberately throwing his trousers and boxers onto the chair across from you. visually letting you know that he was a) naked and b) going to fuck you.
“you’re on birth control right?” leon asked, “even if it’s yes, i still could use a condom if you want that…”
“no it’s fine,” you replied. “you don’t need to use one.”
“alright, princess,” he kissed your cheek.
even though you were (clearly) wet enough, leon wasn’t gonna risk your discomfort. he spat down onto his cock, lubricating himself by rubbing it up and down. leon gripped your hips, angling them correctly before he slowly started to insert himself inside. you both moaned. you at the stretching of his cock, and him and your tightening of your pussy.
“t-that’s it…” leon whimpered, biting his lip, “take me all in…that’s my girl…” once he was fully inside, leon planted a kiss on your back before he began to slowly pump inside of you.
this slow rhythm of in.. and… out.. and.. in.. and.. out.. sent chills down your spine. you gripped the cushions of the sofa, adjusting to his length. fucking hell he was big. the biggest you’ve had from what you can remember, and he knew it too. it wasn’t long before you got tired of his slow rhythm, you knew he wanted to be gentle with you, but at this point…
you wanted just to get fucking pounded into.
“f-faster… p-please…” your breathless request was made. leon was so happy you said those words, he didn’t waste time to quicken his pace, loving how your ass bounced against him as he did so. his grip on your hips tightening, he did that deliberately wanting to leave a mark for you to remember.
to his surprise, his desire for you grew stronger, he was to ruin your pussy badly, use your pussy badly like the little toy you were for him. it was criminal how much he wanted you and your body. he loved your love for him and vice versa. he should have came to you sooner if this is how your reunion was going to end as.
“oh fuck it!” leon was caught in a rut, he lifted and flipped you over yet again, inserting himself more harshly before fucking you again. you pulled him into a heated make out, his hands travelled across your body as your legs wrapped around his waist, drawing him closer. his kisses left your lips and journeyed from your jaw to your untouched side of your neck.
his fangs came out in full force, biting into you yet again to much of your surprise. he groaned loudly against your neck, his eyes rolling back at the feeling of your blood in his mouth yet again as he pounded into you. the sofa creaking a little, it can’t even handle the pressure.
“jesus christ, leon!” you gasped between moans, “how… badly did you…want this…?”
“so fucking badly,” his voice cracked from the desperation, his face pressed into your cheek, “i wanted you for so long…i want you…” he whimpered, feeling his climax arising much like yours.
“i’m so fucking close,” leon moaned like a slut, he cupped your face in his hand, his face so close to yours when he said the words, “every single… inch of my cock is yours, sweetheart. every single fucking inch. i’m yours, repeat that.”
“i’m yours,” you repeated, as your breathing hitched.
“and you’re mine. repeat that for me,”
“and you’re mine.”
“good fucking girl!” leon moaned as he smashed his lips onto yours. your hands returning to his back, scraping it leaving red marks as you both came together, becoming a moaning mess in your living room. you felt him cum inside of you, filling you up as he rolled his eyes and groaned feeling you tightening against his cock yet again.
he slowed his pace as both of your highs came to an end. his lips escaped from yours, leaving a saliva trail behind momentarily.
“that was…” you could find the words, your body felt extremely weak from the sex and the blood loss. leon slowly pulled out and grabbed your glass of water, he helped you up with one hand and handed you the water.
“drink up,” leon advised you did so. “i’ll get some bandages from the kitchen…” he paused actually not knowing where they are.
“under the sink.” you replied, he rushed to do so. coming back with cloths and plasters. leon took his time to cater to your needs first. you were his priority. you seemed to be feeling a little better, a bit of him felt guilty.
“i’m so sorry,” he chuckled, a little blush brushed against his cheek, “i think i went a little overboard.”
“you think..?” you snorted, cuddling into a ball in the corner of the sofa. he chuckled softly.
“i know.” he corrected, taking the glass from you to put you his shirt over you and handing it back. “i’m sorry, babe.”
“don’t be,” you reassured him, yawning soon after, “i enjoyed it.“
“oh good,” leon smiled sheepishly, “um… so i’m assuming you’re okay then.” you nodded, smiling. god, were you perfect.
you giggled, “i would ask if you enjoyed it, but something tells you did.”
“yeah may be a little bit,” he said, as he put on his boxers and trousers. leon smirked over at you rolling your eyes.
“whatever you say, blondie.” you kissed his cheek.