Cw: Fem! Reader, Rubbing / Implied Dry Humping, PIV Sex, Porn W/o Plot, Hinted Virgin!reader, Insert

STRESS RELIEF || PT.2

[this is one of my first timed writing a smut.. So please bare with me. FEEDBACK WOULD BE GREAT!]

[cw; P in V. Soft Leon. Hickeys. Aftercare king! Smut. Praising. Could be an age gap, but not intended for. Petnames such as, baby and doll. Releases inside. Stomach bulge mentioned. Nails digging into skin. AND IDK WHAT ELSE I'M SORRY IF I MISS SOMETHING.]

MINORS + AGELESS DNI

Leon pulls away, taking off your underwear and tossing them across the room. You laugh softly at his eagerness which made Leon smile. "Your laugh.. I missed hearing that." He admits. "You know.." Leon brings his hand down between the two of you, running his fingers tenderly through your slit. The smile stained across his face and he grabbed hold of his length, rubbing it against your folds to lubricate himself. You let out a soft moan while keeping your eyes on the way his hair fell in front of his face and his face lights up. "I was thinking.. about retiring.." He murmurs as the warmness and the juices you had against yourself made his length even more hard. The tingling feeling between your thighs made you arches slightly.

He looked down at your sweaty face and the smile you held. Your hand reaches up and cups his face, bringing him down into a soft kiss which he returned. You hum into the kiss as your hands fall down to his sides, digging your nails into them slightly as he positioned himself in front of your entrance. Leon pulls away from the kiss when you moan softly from the connection. "We're getting older now, so I think we should spend our time together.. Peacefully."

"Maybe spend our time.. Like this." He grins playfully as he pulls you slightly closer. He was now on his knees in front of the bed, having one of your legs held up to his chest as he softly stroked it. He slowly pushes himself inside, stretching you out painfully slow. You moan quietly as he pushes himself deeper into you, holding back the urge to speed up already. Leon pushed himself fully in with an agonizing pace. He grunts once he was balls deep inside, feeling your walls clench and twitch around his length. A sigh leaves his mouth as he feels your insides and the moan that leaves your mouth causes him to make slow movements. He starts to thrust his hips as his hand caresses your leg that rested on his chest. He often planted kisses upon it as he moved inside you— grunting as he did so.

"Baby.." You murmur out, reaching your hand out to bring him closer which he obeyed. He let your leg fall over his thigh, bringing himself closer. His one hand rested on the bed while the other strokes though your hair gently. He liked the closeness while the two of you had sex. It was sweet to him how you liked him close. I

"I can't believe you're mine." Leon whispers to you and leaning down to capture your lips onto his. He pulls away from the kiss while biting his lip. He places his hand onto the headboard— which he knew drove you crazy— starting to move a little faster now. "You're doing amazing, baby.." He says as your moans fill the room. The moans that brought Leon closer to his release. He leans himself down and wraps his lips around your harden nipple. Your hands find his hair, tugging at it and a groan leaves his mouth. The vibrations of his mouth around your nipple and the faster movements made you let out a groan of pleasure. He didn't even have any words to say since he was to drunk of the way your walls sucked him in. The way your hands tug into his hand and your nails scratching against his scalp. He missed this too much.

"God. You're so fucking amazing, doll." Leon says once he lifts his mouth off your nipple, placing his hands on your waist to pull you against him even more, reaching the deeper parts of your insides. He watched as your stomach grew from his length pushing in and out. His eyes light up as he bites down onto his bottom lip while listening to all the moans you let out. "Yeah.." He pauses, digging his nails into your waist, letting out a groan. "Keep making those noises for me.' He growls, suddenly speeding up his thrusts which made the noises louder. The wet noises coming from your arousal made would be stuck in Leon's head the next time his gone too. He started to feel your walls clench around him, which indicated that you were getting close to your climax. He grunts while he does his best to make your release the top priority; as he usually did. "C'mon baby.. Just like that. C'mon.." He whispers to you while letting his nails release you. He leans down and starts to leave hickeys against your neck, not really caring how noticable they'll be if you went out. "You are everything I've ever wanted.." He mumbles against your neck. His words set you off. You released yourself against his length which almost made him release after, but he held back. He couldn't give this up yet.

"You want me to fill you up?" Leon asked with a smile. You could see the sweat falling from his forehead, his dirty blonde strands sticking to his skin as he pants. His thrusts don't give up, pushing you through your release. You agree with his comment, giving him a breathy "Uhhuh!"

"Wanna make you a mama.." He whispers against your skin once he has the permission, running his hand between you guys, placing it on your stomach. "You'd look so fucking beautiful.. Carrying my baby.. The way you'll be so sensitive to everything.. God." His hand softly rubs against your stomach as his grunts in your ear make you crazy. He raises himself up as his thrusts start to become sloppy, his face admiring yours. "You won't have to touch a god damn thing once that test becomes positive." He says to you, pulling himself out of your entrance and shoving himself back in. This set him over the edge, spilling his release himself inside. He kept himself in there for a few seconds to make sure it all stays in.

He pulls himself out, a soft moan leaves your mouth from the empty feeling and the liquids falling from your hole. The bed beneath your folds were soaked. Leom admired as he watched his cum drip from you. He couldn't have that happening. You suddenly feel Leon's finger shove into your entrance. "Gotta make sure it stays in there.." He grins up at you before standing up fully. "Thank you, baby." He whispers tenderly, leaning over and kissing your forehead. "Stay here." He says, taking off from the bedroom.

After a few minutes, Leon comes back to you and picks you up gently from the bed. Your nose caught the scent of the candles you bought a few days ago and you smile at him. "What kind of man would I be if I didn't take care of you after this?" He asks, bringing you into the bathroom. The bathroom was dark and the only thing illuminating the place was the candles. He set you down on your feet, holding your hands as he stepped into the tub. "Here." He says, sitting himself down first so you could sit between his legs.

You happily take your seat and the warm water made you let out a content sigh. You were comfortable and felt relaxed after everything. Leon's arms wrap around you, his hands softly rub your tummy while he nuzzles into your neck. "Not gonna stop until that test comes back positive, by the way." He says in a soft tone. He was always a needy baby after sex. "It'll give me a good reason to retrie and be home with you every single day. This damn job is gonna kill me one day and I can't have that happening without starting a family first." Leon says softly. You knew he was telling the truth and you knew he'd leave his job in a heart beat.

You turn around slightly to look at his face. A smile appears on your face. "Then I guess it's a promise." You say, bringing up your pinky figure. "You promise not to give up on making that test positive and I promise to try keep you alive during my pregnancy." You tease.

"Baby, you won't be able to kill me. But I promise to keep up with all your emotions during it." Leon says, bringing his own pinky finger to your and wrapping it around. He leans in to kiss you while the two of you hold pinkies. "To make it even stronger." He smirks before relaxing himself in the tub. You had a feeling that a family between you will be starting soon and you didn't mind that. Leon was the love of your life and you were his. The family life is something you've thought about since you married him. You also know that you're getting older and eventually need to have your kids before it's too late.

Leon's hands reach towards your thighs and his fingers slowly enter into you without a warning, causing you to gasp. "So.. How about a round two, hm?"

<- Sanemi simp posts masterlist

I’m so conflicted about Sanemi’s official arts because I don’t know if he,

Is having the best time of his life and feeling strong and sexy,

Or

If he’s being miserable and is only trying to look happy so he can get out of there quicker.

⋆·˚ ༘ *

a/n: no i didnt steal the "pretty" line from bojack and remix it haha what??

Sanemi despises foolish people.

But he relishes in fucking you senseless on his cock.

Your legs hang over his left shoulder, which his forearms grasp tightly. Your ass firmly pressed against his groin as he drove himself into you ruthlessly, relentlessly. He intends to put his strength to grand use. 

His thick shaft dragged outwards, to its’ very tip, before he mercilessly thrusts himself again, into your warmth. He heaves softly in ecstasy, immersing in your velvety confines contracting around him. The vulgar, wet sound of your cunt's pleasure reverberates across the small space.

His sack repeatedly strikes against your clit's lips, near to bruising. His hips continue to swing at a fluid, harsh speed. 

Sanemi bites his lower lip with amusement, watching the display of his shaft delve into your cunt. Gazing at the expression of thrill upon your face. 

He savors the pleasant whines that emanate from your lips, which ring like a melody in his ears. 

You looked pathetic. So fragile. He adored it all.

He leans closer, his palm resting against your cheek. He glides his thumb against your glossy lips. His touch ignites a fire deep within you, shooting thrills through your back.

He spoke through heavy breath. “Your pretty face– ha– is so fuckin’ slutty…when takin’ cock.”

You whined meekly at his words, as you strained to think clearly- nevertheless comprehend what he was saying to you. Most of your surroundings were a haze. 

 You narrowly strung your words together, and replied. 

“You– You think its’ pretty?”

Sanemi peers at you, near baffled, before grinning warmly. His cheeks flushing lightly. He brushes his lips against your thighs, gazing at you lovingly.

“Prettiest thing in the world. It’s my damn favourite thing to stare at.”

Summary: MC wakes one night to a familiar problem. Someone else is also awake at that hour and he comes to comfort them. A short drabble about MC getting their period for the first time since regaining their human form in the Devildom

Satan x afab!MC

CW: MC has a vagina and menstruates. Period content. Blood Mentions.

A/N: It's been a hot min since i've posted a part to this series, but I went about a different approach. I hope you like it! I actually really like writing for Satan. Feel free to request if you want to see someone specific! I am just going in order of the brothers otherwise. (besides mammon he was the first one I wrote for lol)

Part 1: Mammon

Part 2: Lucifer

Part 3: Leviathan

Only Human

You began to stir awake, an uneasy feeling settling in your stomach. You recognized this feeling, but it’s been awhile since you’ve had to come face to face with it. For the first half of your stay in the Devildom you were trapped in the body of a small sheep, so the issue of your period was not a concern…until now. As a wave of cramps came over you, you winced and checked the time on your D.D.D. It was only 3am, and you knew there was no way you could get back to sleep in this state.

You sat up slowly, blinking the sleep from your eyes and decided to head to the bathroom. Thankfully your room had one connected so you didn’t have to share one with all 7 of the brothers. However, you were unsure if there were any much needed painkillers in the cabinet of your bathroom. You stumbled out of bed, pulling on a pair of sweatpants in the process and made your way into the bathroom. You searched through the cabinet, desperate to find at least one pad or tampon that might last you through the rest of the night, however there were none to be found. You groaned, hoping there were at least any kind of painkillers only to be met with neither of those as well. Not even a damned ibuprofen… you thought. 

Another wave of cramps hit you as you exited the bathroom. You winced again, grabbing one of your blankets and wrapping it around your shoulders. “I guess I’ll go raid the boys’ bathroom.” you thought, dreadfully. You figured there wouldn’t be a hygiene product in sight, but there would at least hopefully be medicine you could take to rid yourself of the cramps. You gently creaked open your door and made your way down the hall. You tried to be as quiet as possible, not wanting to wake any of the brothers and alert them of your issue. As soon as you reached the bathroom, you stepped in and locked the door behind you. You began to rummage through the cabinets, but unfortunately there was not a single bottle of medicine remaining. You let out an exasperated sigh as you headed back to your room, accidentally shutting your door harder than you meant to. You sat back down on your bed, contemplating on what to do next. You heard your D.D.D go off on your nightstand beside you. 

MC, I heard you up. Are you alright?

You glanced at the message and to your surprise, it was Satan. What is he doing up? You reached for your phone and typed out your reply. 

You wouldn’t happen to have any pain medicine would you? Also what are you doing up this late?

….

….

Your phone dinged again.

Yes I do, why? Want me to bring some by? Are you okay?

I was just finishing up some studying.

You rolled your eyes, but couldn't help yourself from smiling. Satan was so dedicated to his studies and you truly admired him for it, but you wished he wouldn’t stay up so late. As you began to type out your reply, you heard a soft knock at your door. 

“MC? Can I come in? I brought you those pain meds.” 

You hopped up from your bed in a panic, he was already here?! I guess his room is only two doors down from mine though, you thought. “Y-Yeah, one second!” you squeaked as you stumbled to the door. You cracked it open and Satan’s emerald eyes were staring back at you. “Hi.” he smiled softly. His smile was contagious, and you almost forgot about the dull cramps in your abdomen. “May I enter?” his voice interrupted your thoughts. “O-oh, yes of course!” you said, stepping out of the way. You hugged your blanket tighter around your shoulders as you thought about how to explain your situation to the Avatar of Wrath. You watched as he stepped cautiously into your room, not wanting to invade your space too much. It had only been a couple of months since you took on your human form again and he was still somewhat shy around you. Finally, he spoke. “Not to be weird or anything but…I smell blood. Did something happen?” he said, his voice soft but full of concern. Your face immediately went hot. “I-I um…wait, you can smell it?” you said, embarrassed. Satan nodded and took a step closer to you. “What happened?” The floor was suddenly very interesting to you as you kept your gaze lowered. “I um…well…” you began. Your heart was pounding. “I got my period…and I have really bad cramps, hence the medicine…” your cheeks were burning now, and you peered up to see Satan with his arms crossed over his chest. “That’s all?” he said, clearly unbothered. “W-What do you mean?” you said, fidgeting with your blanket. Satan chuckled as he placed his hand on your hot cheek. “There’s no need to be embarrassed, love. Menstruation is a 100% natural thing for humans.” you blinked at him. “You mean that you…” “...Understand what that means? Of course, I studied up on human anatomy before you arrived.” he said, his face finally turning a shade of pink. You couldn’t help but to snicker. That was so like him, you thought to yourself. He’s so cute. 

“A-Anyways, do you need anything else? Pads? Tampons?” he asked. You nodded graciously. “Y-Yes please. I really need some products, I didn’t exactly come prepared to the Devildom…” you said sheepishly as you glanced back down to your feet. Satan reached out his hand and lifted your chin. “MC, it’s okay I promise.” he planted a soft kiss on your forehead. “I’ll go to the nearby DevilMart, they are open 24/7. In the meantime, take your medicine and lay back down okay?” You nodded, and took your hand in his. “But haven’t you been up all night already? You really should get some sleep…” Satan shook his head as he led you back to your bed. “I won’t be able to sleep while I'm worrying about you.” Your cheeks flushed once more, but for an entirely different reason. “T-Thank you. I really appreciate it, Satan…” The 4th born pulled your covers up over you and tucked you back into bed. “Of course, it’s really no problem. I’m here to take care of you now.”

Don’t Touch the Bunny: Satan (part 2)

CW: MC is afab, uses she/her pronouns.

Smutty smut

Minors and ageless blogs DNI. 18+

Female reader

MCxSatan

Satan Part 1

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MC releases a wicked smile. Glancing down at the needy, glaring demon who returns his gaze upwards. She twitches between her legs and feels herself getting wetter. Satan is probably one of her favorites to get riled up. She knows anything with cats catches his attention, and she barely has to tease him before he’s ready. But the dangerous concoction of the Gold Hellfire Newt Syrup and the Lunatic Pudding, PLUS the spell MC had placed on Satan to keep him still but lock his eyes? She’s done it now.

Satan must have noticed her anticipation because he tightens his grip on her wrists. It’s his turn to play. He presses into her body. She can feel his full length against her pelvis. Satan now in demon form, bares his fangs before sinking them into the side of her neck. He’s quick to lick and kiss right over his bite to ease any pain that he may have occurred.

“Mrrrrrr,” MC purrs towards Satan. A feral growl leaves his throat. You’re playing a dangerous game, MC.

His hand that was on her hip now around her throat, just enough to hold her against the table. He smashes his lips against hers. Abusing her in his kisses, not shying away from his tongue. She moans into his mouth as his hand releases her neck and trails down and rubs over her clothed mound. Teasing her over her pants, she bucks her hips slightly to chase the friction. But he is quick to steady her movements by pressing her hip against the table.

Satan tsks. So needy.

Satan releases her wrists only to uno his waistband and release his throbbing cock. He tugs on her hair and pushes her to her knees. She grabs his pants and finishes taking them off completely on her way down.

“Be a good little kitten.”

MC licks her lips and looks up at Satan. She gently flicks her tongue across his tip, making him moan. He’s staring down at her meeting her eyes. She licks up underneath his shaft. Satan thrusts his head back and inhales sharply. Keeping his hand within her hair, she grips his base and starts twirling her tongue around his tip.

Wraps her mouth around the tip at first. She can still get some teasing done before she knows he’ll have his way. Sucking and twirling her tongue around. Then catching him off guard, slides his entire length in her mouth. He can feel himself hit the back of her throat. She slides up and down his cock, quickening and slowly down her paces.

“Mmm, such a good kitty, taking me all in.”

Satan pulls MC up from the floor still by her hair, and slamming her against the table once more. She licks her lips. He tears off her clothing, lifting her up. She wraps her legs around his waist. Running her nails down his back. Using him like a scratching post she promised. He growls into her ear and he thrusts inside her without warning. Both screaming out in pleasure.

Satan fully inside her, slowly pulling back teasingly. Then pumping just the tip in and out. Getting off on her squirming for more.

“Now who’s the one begging?” Satan smirks.

“Please, baby.”

“Mmm, so needy.”

He pumps into her roughly. Slamming their hips together. Fucking her at an unforgiving pace. The club echoing in their screams and moans. Squeezing her legs tighter around Satan as she feels her orgasm approaching. He can feel her walls pulsating around him, making him brink closer to the edge himself.

“Baby, come with me.” His pace becoming uneven. She clenches around his thrusting cock as she screams out her climax. Satan following shortly after, filling her to the brink with his cum. Continuing his hips back and forth, slowing down his pace, until they both come down from their highs.

Satan breathing into the nape of her neck. Both their arousal dripping down Satan’s thigh onto the floor. He gently slides out of her and steadies her back down to the floor. Keeping his hands on her hips. Her legs shaking.

He takes her face in his hands and kisses her passionately. Pulling back and gazing lovingly into her eyes. He knew how to give it rough, but he was also the most romantic with her.

“You doing alright, kitten?” Stroking her cheek. MC smiles sweetly and nods.

“I told you I’d do more than make you purr, now didn’t I?” He bites his bottom lip. This demon always makes her feeling like SHE’S the one drunk off Gold Hellfire Newt Syrup.

She could consume him all day, every day.

ME-OW.

"Kakashi sighed, a single bead of sweat rolling down his masked face. The plot was getting thicker...and so was he." 🤭

Pray to Leon, He's Your God

pairing: kidnapper!leon x f!reader

cw: creampies, afab terms used, pet names galore, ooc leon, mean and desperate leon, power abuse, degrading, praising, god complex, religion, praying during sex, ddlg dynamics, daddy kink, dumbification, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, mentions of stalking, implied drugging, nipple play, somno, rape, hickey's, squirting, aftercare, las plagas mentions, control freak Leon lol, absolutely nasty dirty talk, spit kink, oral fixation, Ashley/Spain mission mentions...lmk if I missed anything >_< !

wc: 3.5k! hehehee a shorter fic for rn !

tags: @rigorwhoring @adiorxia @angelstargel @leonkennedygvrl @dilfstar @leonsdolly @dollfacefantasy @bonnibuckets @bunnyclaire @bwruisedkiss (tagging some moots :3 sry if u don't wanna be tagged gahhhh)

a/n: i didn't proof read much .. didn't edit much .. so um ignore anything weird. If it's messy n awkward uhhh GO WITH IT OK. 😮‍💨

“Baby,” he coos in your ear. Soft and sweet like he loves you. “open up.” Coaxing your mouth open for his thumb to slip inside.

The strange man dotes on you like a long-lost lover. Your brain is too foggy to even remember where you had met him if you did that. Tongue feels heavy in your mouth as you roll your head to the side, blinking extremely slowly, taking in the room around you.

A desk with a computer, two monitors and a gun lays on it. A couple of knives and a pack of gum too. You swear you can make out your panties and bra that went missing a few weeks ago on his desk as well. Makes you frown slightly.

He pulls his thumb out of your mouth and wipes the saliva on your lips, dragging it across your cheek. Like he's dragging his cock and tapping it all over your face. Get you all messy.

You swallow thickly, head swirling, body feeling heavy and numb all at once. Tears pricking your eyes as you lay beneath the dirty blonde in confusion.

“Who..” is all you can croak out, blinking the water down your cheeks.

“Shh baby… relax. I'm here to take care of you like you should be taken care of. Mkay?” He murmurs soft and sweet. Wiping away the tears.

Only then do you realize you're naked and he's only adorned in his boxers. How long has he been waiting for you to wake up? You don't even know what day it is or the time.

Weird as it is, you find yourself relaxing under his guidance, mimicking his steady breathing.

“Want some water, honey? Just stay here and be a good girl for me, alright?” He kisses your forehead, getting up and grabbing a water bottle from his fridge. Coming back with long, quick strides. “Here, sit up and open your mouth.” Helping you sit up against the pillows.

Slowly pouring the water into your mouth. Pulling away as soon as it fills up, watching you drink it. Repeating this step a few times before he sets it next to his bed.

“Good girl.” The man hums, patting your head like you're a dog.

“Mm… who are you?” You look up at him through your eyelashes, asking the question hesitantly.

“My name's Leon, baby. Do you not remember me?’

Shaking your head, he sighs. It's not like he expected you to remember him. The two of you met briefly at some sort of party and once the both of you were drunk, you got all handsy. Wanting him to fuck you in his car.

That was like right after he got back from his mission in Spain too. He swears Ashley didn't fully kill off the plagas in his body with the machine. It's whatever. What doesn't kill him only makes him stronger, he thinks. Unless this possessive, obsessive, need for you is something else. But then he doesn't want to end up like Major Krauser, all mutated and weird. He hopes it's something else.

“S’okay. We met a couple of times at a few parties. Got to know each other a little bit and slept with each other. And you gave me your phone number… here we are.” Maybe he's lying. Maybe he's not. You'd never know the difference as it feels like it's mostly true. Which it is. But he certainly didn't get your number through legal ways.

“Okay, Leon.” You mumble, limbs barely moving as you try to turn to your side. Wanting to rest a little bit.

“Wanna sleep, baby? Cuddle up with daddy?” He coos down at you, warm hands shifting you around and pulling the blanket over the both of you. His warm toned body is behind yours as he cradles you like a baby.

Soft kisses planted on your cheeks and one on your neck. You feel your face get red hot as you nuzzle into the pillow. “Mmh,” replying to his first question with a soft grunt.

Leon hums, “Goodnight baby girl. Sweet dreams.”

You don't even bother replying. Not like you could as you find yourself instantly asleep. Feeling his warmth behind you lulls you to your dreamscape.

Not long after you fall asleep, Leon kisses his way down your body. Maneuvering you to lay on your back. You sigh and open your legs, rolling your head to the side.

He sucks on your nipples, not biting down hard enough to wake you. Just to tease your unconscious body. Swapping between the two and massaging the other one he doesn't have his mouth on. God forgive him, for he cannot wait any longer.

Trailing a wet path down to your pussy, he moves the blankets up over you both. Making sure you're nice and warm as he feasts on you. He's not going to deprive you of your rest and warmth. Leon's not that big of an asshole.

“So pretty. Pretty fucking juicy pussy. All mine.” Kissing and nipping the skin around your vulva. Leaving light marks for him to enjoy later on.

Leon kitten licks your clit, groaning as he tastes you on his tongue. Tangy but so fucking good. Heaven. God created you for him, he's sure. Kissing all over your pussy, tonguing around your opening as he feels your body automatically flutter.

It's like she knows who owns her already. That got him smiling as he licks you open slowly and teasingly. Eyes fluttering shut as he immerses himself in the feeling and warmth of your body wrapped around his head.

He sucks on your clit, gently biting down on it. Wearing it down as he takes turns licking into you and sucking on your clit like a hard candy. If you were a flavor, he'd always buy your flavor. Make it his cologne, his soap, his detergent. So he can always be enveloped in you. And only you.

Slurping up your juices as he pulls away. Kissing each thigh tenderly, as his hips rock against the bed. Tasting you makes him harder than obsidian.

That night when he got your panties and bra after you guys fucked in his car drunkenly. He held them up to his nose and sniffed them so much, that people would've thought there were cocaine remnants in them.

But no, he was just addicted to the way you smelled and tasted. The way you cried on his tongue and begged him to just fuck you already. To stop teasing you.

Did he fuck you until you saw white? Yes, very much so. Until you squirted and made his arms bleed? Yep! He even went so far as to make you cum so much you couldn't even remember his name, just, “daddy, daddy, daddyyy!” Until you became a sobbing mess for him.

Of course, he gave you what you wanted the most though! His cum deep inside of your cunt. Multiple creampies. You truly emptied his balls. Couldn't get hard for the next couple of days. Truly washed over his libido to a much calmer state of mind.

He hovers over you, making sure to bring the blankets over his broad shoulders. Shifting his boxers down low enough to get his cock and balls free. Slowly rubbing up and down your slit with his tip. He lets out a soft groan, pushing into you and gritting his teeth to not wake you up from how loud he wants to be.

“Hail Mary, full of grace…” he begins slowly, “The Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Fuck.. Holy Mary, mother of—fucking—God, pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of our death.” Leaning his head down into the crook of your neck. Repeating it again and again in his mind, louder and louder each time. Drowning out all the white noise in his ears.

Maybe it's just tinnitus but he thinks it's the plagas trying to invade his mind once more. He justifies his actions by blaming it on a virus infection. Your pussy is his fix. Only if you were just a bit more submissive like you were when you were drunk, maybe he would think of you as somebody he should kneel to. To worship.

“Amen. Amen, God fucking damn.” Leon rocks in and out, matching the pace of your breathing. He moans into your ear, gripping the fat of your hips before moving his hands to push your legs up to your chest. Immediately putting you into a mating press.

Licking and nibbling on each part of your neck that is exposed to his eyes, he mumbles sweet praises to your sleeping body.

“Yeah, good girl. Taking this cock so well, hm? Yeah?”

“Fuck baby, pussy squeezin' me like she doesn't wanna let go of me.”

“Mmm.. shit. Wanna make you mine. My wife. I'll get to do this to you every day. All y’gotta do is just lay there and be pretty f’me princess.”

“Yeah, yeah… take it. So fucking cute seeing your expressions and feeling your body enjoy me while you're asleep. You thinking about me baby? Dreaming about me ruining you in your sleep while I do it in real life?”

You try to shift around in your sleep and furrow your eyebrows. Letting out a low whine as your eyes roll around before opening hesitantly. “Mmph.. Leon?”

“Awwh, good afternoon sleepyhead.” He coos down at you, peppering your cheeks in kisses, rubbing up and down your sides. “Did daddy's dick wake you up?”

“Yeah,” you flutter around his length, barely processing what's happening. Only feeling full of him and his warm body pressing you into the blankets. Hands clutching onto his firm biceps weakly, digging your blunt nails into his pale skin.

Leon laughs cruelly, his hips rabbiting into your squelching heat with vigor. Half moaning into your ear, his hot breath tickling you faintly. “Shit. Look at me, baby. Who owns you? Let me fucking know who owns this pussy.”

Whimpering, your toes curl as a heat wave of embarrassment rolls down your spine. “Unhh… you do.”

He clicks his tongue at you and stops his hips, fully deep inside of you. “That's not who I am, princess. Now say it again or I won't fuck you.”

“Daddy…”

“Yeah, that's me. Now, use your big girl words and tell me who owns this pussy baby.”

“Daddy owns this pussy. Daddy owns me…” you squeeze your legs against his sides. Impossibly tight around his cock, earning a groan from him. Nails were almost close enough to draw blood from his arms.

“Good girl. Such a smart cookie, yeah? All it took was daddy having to be a bit firm with his baby.” He presses his lips to yours, capturing you in a messy, feverish kiss. Teeth clashing as he starts to thrust in and out. Tongue swiping all across your mouth, letting you suck on it briefly before he pulls away.

One hand holding up his weight, the other one squeezing your lips together. Dipping down to spit into your mouth. Smirking as he hears your little noises of pleasure.

“Knew my baby would like that. So dirty.” He moves your face up and down, forcing you to nod. “Look, you're agreeing with me. Such a slut, eager for her daddy. Mhmm…”

Leon's lips are the only thing you can focus on. Besides his dick, of course. “Daddy,” you spread your fingers around his face. Like you're in awe of him, putting them into his mouth curiously. “please?”

He gently bites down, licking and sucking on your fingers playfully. Dark oceanic eyes narrowing and analyzing you. “Baby wants my fingers in her mouth?”

Bingo. You don't even have to respond, just the look of surprise in your eyes is enough for him. He presses a wet kiss to your palm and wrist. Slipping his thumb into your mouth as he speeds up his hips.

Cock jumps inside of you as you close your eyes. Sucking on it with fervor makes him swallow a whine of his own. God, you'll bring out the desperate whiny side of him someday.

He'll still dominate you through the whines and whimpers, of course. Can't let his precious baby try to top him. It'd be so cute.

Watching you fail and beg for daddy to take over. He'd let you try though, but he'd know he'll forever be in charge. Just lending you the ‘power’ for the moment.

“Mmhhf baby. Don't do that. Daddy's gonna shoot his load inside you early. We wouldn't want that. Ain't that right pumpkin?” Leon hums, pushing down on your tongue with his thumb. Enjoying the way you drool around it and bite on it like he's some sort of oral stress relieving toy. Or gum. Not that he minds being your fix to your oral issue.

You loosely have a grip on his arm, sort of not wanting him to leave your mouth. Fluttering your eyelashes up at him, he presses his forehead against yours. Lowering his body so that he can barely pull out of you.

“Sweetheart, let daddy hold himself up with his other hand. Wanna play with your cute cunt. Make you cream all over this dick.” He pry’s himself out of your mouth, replacing it with his lips on yours. As he brings his other hand down to press tight and fast circles against your clit.

Lifting up so he can watch you fall apart on him. “Good girl. Such a sweet girl, letting her daddy do whatever he wants. Hmm? Isn't that right? Yeah,” he kisses your forehead tenderly.

At this point, you're babbling out nonsense. In your mind, you are agreeing with him. Out loud, you're saying, “daddy please.” As your walls squeeze around him tight like a vice.

He doesn't want to be too much of an asshole and make you use your dumb puppy brain, but there's a part of him that needs you to beg him to let you cum. Make you call him a God.

‘Please god, let me cum, please. I'll be a good girl, I promise.’ Something along those lines will do it for him. Fill that womb up with his sticky white cum.

“Want daddy to let you cum?” Leon's gonna slowly fade into it. Have you wrapped around his little finger. Just as he is wrapped around your body like a snake does to its victim. To its food.

“Uhuh, please daddy. Wanna cum,” you mewl out shamelessly. Tears gathering up in your pretty beady eyes. Goddamn, you look gorgeous.

“C'mon puppy. Use that pretty little brain and beg daddy correctly. Daddy'll even give you a hint, baby doll. Beg for God, because aren't I the owner of you? The one who fulfills your dreams, needs, and wants? Hmm?” There's this crazy look in his eyes. Black little veins popping up in his skin, looking similarly to a dead person. But it's also fucking hot how he looks so psychotic and desperate for you. And only you.

“Daddy—God, mmmph… please let me cum. Please!” Can't help the moans escape as he smacks his fingers against your swollen, sensitive bud. Your fingernails attach themselves to his chest, dragging red welts down to his abs. Feeling them flex as he groans in pain.

“That's right bunny, that's right. Cum for me. Cream all over this fat dick,” he purrs as he spanks your clit extra hard, in time with a deeper and harder thrust.

Watching you as your eyes roll into the back of your head and your mouth going slack. Holding you still as you tremble as you thrash around, orgasm still ringing around your body hard. Seeing you like this beneath him has his own climax running up on him. But he wants to make you watch as he fucks his cum into your womb.

“Baby,” Leon shushes, pressing faint kisses around your temples. “Look at me. Watch daddy's cock go in and out of your pretty pussy. Look at how daddy's stretching you out, baby girl. There's even a little bump from daddy.” He lifts up so you can look down between the two of you comfortably.

Still pulsing around him, he pushes down on the bulge. Listening to your cute little squeals of overstimulation. “God's gonna give you a baby now. Say, thank you, God. Thank you Leon for blessing me with your seed.” He half moans half chuckles, giving your cheek a couple of soft slaps.

“T-thank you God—Leon please… bless me with your cum…!” You sort of get it right. It's not like he's a stickler for how you say things or actually, repeat them back to him. Leon likes the control. So all is well.

He chants your name, rabbiting his hips even harder now. Eyes closed and forehead against yours. Whining as he gets closer and closer.

Leon groans as he feels your pussy greedily sucking him in. His hand immediately starts to rub your swollen nerves. “Gonna make you cum again and then I'll pump you full of it.”

You cry out, kicking and scratching at him. “S’too much! Can't cum again!” Lies. All lies.

“You can take it and you will take it. C'mon puppy. Know you can do it for me,” he coaxes another one out of you. Albeit slower this time.

Syrupy goodness coats your brain as you hiccup his name, going frigid beneath him. Oh, there you have it. Sprung a leak around his cock. You can't help but scream and hold onto him tightly. Cunt practically pushing him out because of how intense this one is.

The sight of you squirting uncontrollably has his cock kicking and spurting his hot, thick semen in your insides. Slowing his movements down he moans.

It's like it's never ending. Maybe Leon was backed up for a while and is gonna get you pregnant with triplets. Feels like it with the way he keeps pumping you full.

“Good girl. Good job. So good for me, mhmm… gonna keep you plugged up. Make sure it takes, yeah?” He coos soft and sweet, whining pathetically as his dick softens. All sensitive now.

Leon sounds so good, you think. All desperate for you.

You hum, blearily watching him maneuver the two of you around. Slumping against his chest, his warm hands soothe your sides. Giving him a soft kiss on his chest in reply. Too fuzzy-headed and dumb to even form an actual response. Not like he wanted one, it was probably more of a rhetorical question.

“That's it, baby. Rest on my chest. I'll clean us up once you're ready.” Giving the apex of your head a long kiss, he wraps his muscular arms around your frail, trembling figure.

Slowly pulling you into a deep slumber. With rainbows and sunshine.

Possibly an hour or two goes by and you wake up to warm water soothing your aching muscles. A soapy sponge rubbing your front side. Leaning back into him, you relax and let him do his thing.

“So pretty baby,” he sighs, grabbing a cup and slowly pouring it over your soapy body. Being careful not to get your face wet. “Does this feel nice?”

You nod immediately, scratching your scalp for a moment. Scooting away from him, grabbing your hair and giving him a good view of your back. Silently asking him to wash it.

The soapy sponge gently runs into your skin, over your shoulders and arms. Dipping down to your lower back before carefully going around your neck. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your head once more. Washing it all off before he lets you lay there against him.

Can't help but yawn and stretch. This is going to make you fall asleep again! “Daddy. Want to go to bed.”

“Hmm.. okay. Let's get you out of here. Daddy'll put you in the cutest outfit.” He grabs the towel and wraps it around you. Drying you off before he dries himself off. “Lift your arms for me.”

You close your eyes sleepily and lift your arms, feeling him tug a loose shirt over your head. And you instinctively lift your foot, allowing him to put panties on you and pajama pants.

Opening your eyes you see that it's Hello Kitty. Biting your lip, you watch Leon get dressed. Quietly zoning out on his chest.

Leon picks you up bridal style with ease. Despite you being a little chubby, he acts like you weigh like nothing.

“Snuggle close to daddy, sweetheart.” He sets you down, pulling the covers over the both of you. Reaching down to grab a stuffed animal he had under his bed. One he bought in advance. Thinking you'd like it.

It's a cute little shark! Leon puts it next to you as he wraps his arms around you securely. “Sweet dreams baby.”

“Sweet dreams daddy.” You mumble in return, putting the shark in your arms as you snuggle into his warm chest with a huff.

Maybe next time he'll force you on your knees and make you worship him. And if you don't do it right, he'll baptize you with his special white liquid until you immediately submit to him. To praise him as a higher being. But, first and foremost, he's your daddy, before he's your God.

Continuing my saga of making them in my style

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~Leon Kennedy x fem! Reader~

Word count combined for both parts one and two: 8277

PART TWO

Content warnings: smut, sexual content, stalker leon, obsessed leon, male masturbation times 2, female masturbation, panty sniffing, nude taking, breaking into readers place, exhibitionist seemingly unknowingly but knowingly both times, voyeurism? maybe, reader and leon never actually talk

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My, Penitence

real!dad leon kennedy x afab!reader the content ahead may contain incest topics, sexual content, blood, p in v , noncon, "L" bombs, abuse, love bombing / manipulation & more. please turn away if this makes you uncomfortable. this your only warning ! !

an: wow this is a long one-- it was a fic that was on my mind for a while 👀 i finally have gotten to finish it after so long, might have some mistakes maybe im not entirely sure, i was in the zone writing this. ><;; i also envisioned vendetta leon for this if that helps ahhh..

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You slowly started to get desperate for your dad. It was an unusual feeling — Why would you have these feelings with him? Oh, of course it faded at some point, yeah.. But you eventually fell right back into it. You'll never understand how things happened so fast but you weren't necessarily complaining in the end. Without him, you were nothing. secretly in the back of your head with your deepest darkest secrets. Not like you had anything else going for you anyways.

You might as well be his new wife, right?

_

You remember it like yesterday, the day you finally had confessed to your father about your sick feelings towards him. You explained it in great detail.. How he made you feel, what you specifically dreamed of. You practically spilled the beans on everything in your head.

"I know you're my dad but.."

"But?"

"I.."

You struggled to even get it out, but now it was better than never. If you didn't, he'd never know and you'll forever be in distress. Sure, you had to take your chances of flipping a coin.. Heads if he also felt the same way or was just as freaky as you. Or tails, where he'd look at you in disgust and get you some kind of therapy or something. Ooor... Maybe even lock you away for even having those kinds of thoughts. But you never thought of the 'in-between'. Hypothetically, what if he has those thoughts but feels guilty?

Hell, you didn't know. Fuck a coin flip at this point.. You wanted to just blurt it out and tell him how you felt.

"I think I'm in love with you.. You've made me feel things no other guy has and I-"

"What?"

The tone he gave off was enough to shatter your poor little heart right in that moment. You stared wide eyed while he stared back at you with a concerned look. He wasn't having it, you already knew ahead of time. He didn't even have to speak for you to understand how he was feeling.

"Sweetheart, no.. Look-"

He sighs, putting a hand on your shoulder while frowning. Leon never in his days expected to handle something of this nature, but he tried to handle it the best way he could. He wanted nothing more than to be a good father. Not.. A father who sleeps with his daughter.

"Those thoughts you are having? It's not normal.. I can't be with you." He explains, "You're my daughter. My angel, my everything. Raised you since you were a little thing. I can't just.."

Get with your own daughter? Have sexual relations with your daughter? Yeah..

You knew what the answer was. It was a solid no. He didn't continue his sentence, just stood there awkwardly, processing what was even said and how to respond again. How could you casually say that anyways?

"Sorry-"

"No, it's fine. Those feelings are normal I suppose, but it-"

"I'm sorry."

You didn't give him time to say anything else, you instantly stormed off to your room and slammed the door. Loudly at that. It rang his ears, really pushing the nail into his skin some more after that as if it wasn't bad enough earlier. He stood there for a little longer before cursing under his breath, ruffling his hair with his hand in a frustrated manner. How was he gonna deal with you after this? Who knows...

_

As if things couldn't have gotten anymore worse than it was after that 'confession' you made - a divorce happened between your parents. Your mother was yelling at your father when you came back home from work and all you saw was furniture and glass all over the floor. Your eyes were wide and your mother stormed past you without a word. Didn't even bat an eye in your direction.

"Mom!?"

You call out but it's too late, she's already in the car and rushed off. Gone. You're standing there, eyes wide and Leon in the back with nothing to say. What could he say after that? Right. Nothing. The breeze from outside was loud and so was the silence you and your father had after your mother left. She left everything behind, didn't even return later. Didn't even take you with her? Of course, it was the heat of the moment but she didn't even seem to care to have you by her side, just left you along with your dad.

This wasn't gonna end well with it just being you and him. (Considering what happened earlier that week..)

_

You weren't the type to complain about silence or anything but the silence in the house since that day had made you uneasy. Worst of all? Your father was an alcoholic now. He didn't take the divorce well and very much did miss his wife, at least from what you assumed. They were the 'shining bright' couple after all. But surely there were flaws that hid beneath it all. No relationship is perfect anyways and you knew that well enough.

But off topic of the relationship. You were worried, when he made nothing but whiskey his only 'diet' with some occasional sandwiches here and there. But it was slowly getting worse and worse by the day. You kept your distance, not really bothering to interact with him as much since you knew people under the influence of alcohol weren't entirely .. 'Okay' in the head. And yeah, yeah.. You still felt icky about the whole crush thing and how you loved your father in a different way but — You felt as if it was a phase since you haven't acted upon it for a while.

Must've actually been healing.. Maybe it was good he rejected you and you had a chance to reflect. Be a normal human being in society.

But that didn't go as planned. Things were too good to be true. Your always drunk father not doing anything to you for a while and ignoring you? Of course he wouldn't stay that way for long.

"Sweetheart."

"Hey?"

One night he was stumbling towards your room after being out for some hours, hand pressed on the door as it swung open. You jumped, pulling your headphones off while you laid there on your bed with your work all scattered around the surface. You and your father hadn't actually sat down and spoke after the divorce. It was constant repeat of:

"Hi." , "Hey." , "How are you?", "Good.."

You reply, already smelling the booze off of him from across the room. You could visibly see the eyebags from him and his unkept hair. He had his stormy blues locked on you before he groaned, slyly shutting the door and moved towards your bed, sitting down on the edge while tilting his head.

"Mm...What are you up to angel?.. Math..? Science.. Reading?"

He surely was out of it, swaying a tiny bit while keeping his gaze on you. Didn't even glance at the papers which were boldly labeled math. You were quiet, for a good reason — he practically stared you down the whole time with shaky breaths. Y 'couldn't blame him though, he did drink like it was water and was anywhere but sober.

"Math.. But, what do you want? I'm trying to finish my w-"

"You."

"What?"

"You."

You felt the skin on your hair raise when he repeated himself. You remember hearing him the last time sounding like you when you had that stupid taboo moment, almost went through with it too until you changed. Improved as a person but for him? He wasn't thinking straight. If anything, he wanted nothing more to listen to the back of his head - the deepest darkest things.

"I want you sweetheart.. Need...Need you.."

He mutters, snaking his hands along your thighs. You smack them away of course, staring at him with that wide eyed expression. You almost felt disgusting when he touched you. He was your father. Your real father.

"Dad! What the fuck, no!"

You hissed, seeing him pause after you smacked his hands away, denying his 'love'. He had stared back wide eyed too but soon enough that expression went into a furious one. He moved closer to you before pinning you down beneath him, rolling you onto your back — placing one hand down on your neck and the other on your thigh. He squeezes your thigh, looking down at you with teary, sluggish eyes.

He looked nothing like the father you knew.. He was awful.

"I'm your father.. Y 'should love me."

He says, tightening his grip on your thigh and soon after your neck. He squeezed hard.. Making you gasp for air for a moment while he nearly stopped your circulation of blood and breathing.

"Dad- gh.. D..dad!—"

You go into a state of panic. Things were happening too fast for you to even react. Your hands had smacked along his arms before you dug your nails into his skin and sobbed. He saw your tears and distress but again, the man was too far gone in the head to mentally care about 'morals'. He didn't even think they existed in this moment at all.

"You're like your mother right now..Love me to death once, then turn around and treat me like nothing."

You didn't reply, just stared wide eyed as he spoke. Doing that made things not so- Great either.

"That's it? Huh? You don't love me... What happened to when you confessed to me? — What was it... Loving your own father? Me making you feel something you never felt before when I never even fucked you or touched you?" He growls, cupping your face now which had your lips all puckered up.

"Actually.. You haven't brought it up to me again since that day.. But I've had some thought to it..."

Oh no.

Your body tensed up, hands shakily brought up to his arms as you tugged and scratched at them. Your eyes were all watery still - your throat feeling dry from his nearly choking you out for a moment. Surely, he had to have bruised it.

"N-no that's not.. It. You said it was wrong before and-"

"I lied."

He cuts you off, not even hesitating to lean in and kiss you. What the fuck..? Your eyes were wide and your body ached while his lips were pressed along yours. He kissed you passionately but sloppily. You wanted to hurl from the after taste of alcohol on his lips , still attempting to pull him off but again, nothing seemed to really work. He was much stronger than you.

"Mmh..Love you so much.. I wish I went along with your confession that day.."

He mutters into the kiss, slowly bringing his knee up in between your thighs. Panicking, you squirm like crazy and muffle out a sob — but he was so focused on this to even care about how you felt. He kept kissing you, lips molded together, saliva pouring out - it was all a complete mess.

Eventually he pulled back, leaving a string of spit from the both of your lips while grinding his knee along your crotch. Obviously, you weren't turned on. None of this had you turned on anymore. Sure, before if he did this you would have been all for it but for right now? You wanted an out from this.

"Dad stop it.. Just call for a hookup!"

You protest, trying your hardest to get him to knock it off but the more you did, the more pissed he seemed to get. He was growing impatient with you. Before you knew it, he raised his hand and smacked you across the face, making your ears ring really loud. That smack nearly took you out and it only seemed to get worse.

"I don't want a 'hookup'. I want you. Don't you understand? Why can't you just love your father. Don't you love me?"

His voice cracked, noticing you hadn't responded. Just stared to the side with a red mark across your face.

"Answer me.."

Silence.

"Answer me!"

He raises his tone— smacking you again, the ringing only getting worse and your cheeks were all swollen now. Nose eventually leaked with blood from the impact of the slaps. You teared up more at this point, the pain stinged you badly as nothing but whines came out of you. No words.

And god, that wasn't what he wanted out of you.

"..Just like your mother..."

He grunts, moving his hands to his pants - unbuckling his belt. He was doing it at a fast pace despite the state he was in as he muttered some other things under his breath that you could barely hear. Blood poured from your nose while you laid there, sniffling and shaking.

"M'gonna bring back who you were back then. I want you to love me again.."

Finally, he freed himself of his restraints and worked on you, tugging your pajama pants off and then pulled your panties to the side. Dry. Awfully dry... He frowned, staring at your puffy lips before brushing his fingers along the slit - quietly sighing.

"Not even she's happy to see me.. This isn't like you.."

He quietly said before spreading you open with his fingers, spitting on your cunt to let the spit pour down it. You could feel it, cringing really bad as you whimpered and cried. Potentially having your first with your father? That didn't sound ideal at all. You didn't want that.. So you fought, even with it being difficult.

"D..daddy.. N..no..No please.. You can't-"

"Shutup.. Let me have this... I need you to love me again."

He's prodding the tip of his cock along your barely wet hole. Saliva was there but that wasn't really much at all. You still weren't turned on by any of this to begin with.

"Need you to be.. You. Not your mother."

He moved one hand along your neck and the other on your thigh while he was in between your legs. You kept squirming and all, but you knew it was futile. Nothing was gonna work and he was gonna have his way with you whether you liked it or not. It wasn't supposed to be this way, it made your stomach twist bad. Seeing your drunk, visibly pissed father above you with his cock prodded along your entrance left you uneasy but you had to suck it up. Unfortunately.

Soon enough, he's slowly pressing his cock into you, groaning quietly from your extreme tightness. Again, you were dry with the saliva barely doing the job but he loved the feeling of your insides. You on the other hand, you felt awful. You felt the stinging pain and the pressure he added just to get his cock inside of you — But eventually he had gotten all of it inside, burying deep into you while panting and grunting above you. Then.. There it was, blood. He noticed something wet, gazing down and pulled out for a second to see some blood pouring out of you along with it coating his cock.

Normally, he'd freak out but seeing this now and realizing you'd be wet. He took the chance almost immediately.

"I'm your first? ..Ah.."

He murmured suddenly sliding back into you with ease — using your blood as lube while rocking his hips back and forth. You hated every second of it, you wanted it to end but you started to slowly falter on fighting. Laying there beneath him, feeling his fingertips on the side of your neck, brushing at the skin as he thrusted at a slow pace. But the impact was rough. He didn't even give you the time to adjust or anything, he just went for it.

"L..Leon.."

You didn't dare to call him "dad" or "daddy", you just saw him as 'Leon' during this. Not your 'dad'. He gazed down, eyes darkening when he saw you - All bruised in the face, teary eyed and body aching from the pain. He grunts, thrusting rougher now from your words. He didn't seem to like that either though, moving his hand from your neck and smacked you once again.

"Call me by what I am.."

"..I-"

"Sweetheart.."

He growls, cupping your face again while picking up the pace with his thrusts. He was getting more aggressive with you and your fragile body, nearly bruising your poor cervix from how deep he shoved himself in. He made sure to be balls deep in you, feeling your warmth, your wetness and more. He reveled in it, staring right into your eyes.

"D..daddy.."

You managed to slip that out, wincing from the tip constantly prodding along your cervix, over and over again. You were a mess, just crying instead of moaning but he was so busy enjoying your warmth. He couldn't stop himself at all even with you wanting it to end.

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Ringing. Just more ringing.. You have no idea how long it's been while you were now laid out on your tummy. On the floor where blood was splattered everywhere and along your face. You had managed to pull away earlier but he tossed you to the ground, grabbed a handful of your hair and kept pushing your head down on the floor till your face bruised up more. You were certain you passed out from it and he violated you that whole time, probably not even noticing you were blanked out. But regardless of that — In the present setting though, you were drooling with your broken moans slipping out.

"So much better than your mother. You know how to keep a man satisfied unlike her.."

He sighs quietly, slowly slipping out of you for a moment. Dried blood and liquids were on your inner thighs while you leaked with your own fluids. He had his limits, he was getting old.. So it was a little straining when he held his climax back for such a long period of time. The man was getting old after all.

He pumped his cock a bit over your shaken figure and groaned, letting his cum spurt out in ropes over your ass cheeks. You felt gross by the end of it but for him? He still didn't quite feel anything but satisfaction.

"I love you..."

He muttered, leaning over you and pulled the hair from over your face. You didn't say anything for a while, still recovering from the shock you have had the past couple of hours as you glance at him with swollen eyes. Silence lingered and at some point he felt a strain on his chest when he watched you quietly. That satisfaction from earlier didn't last at all. He had a uneasy expression plastered on his face, staring down at you with tears in his eyes now.

"I didn't mean to hurt you.."

He continues speaking, pulling you upwards against him in a warm embrace. You didn't have any room to speak to him and when he had you pulled up, you winced in pain from the movement. He did so much to you in one night, your body was too sore and broken down.

He stared down at you, seeing you slowly hug him back. You hated him for everything he did but his warmth and embrace was all you could really get as 'comfort'. You held onto him weakly, still not saying a word — You had nothing to say at all. You wanted nothing more but that silence you always hated.

You regretted ever admitting the choices you made that day. You should've kept your mouth shut. But the damage was already done, you couldn't do nothing more but lay there in his arms with tears streaming from your eyes which started to sting more than it already was.

"Love you, my angel...."

He repeats again, burying his face in your hair on the top of your head while his embrace tightened with you in it. You just kept still with your eyes wide open before you managed to quietly respond back.

"Love you too, dad..."

You put the idea in his head and you were the only one to blame for him acting this way.

It's your fault. Angel.