~Multifandom Imagines~

Leon S. Kennedy x Reader

summary: leon returns home feeling self conscious about his large collection of scars. you plan to make him realise how much you adore them.

a/n: please feel free to leave suggestions on how to improve. or requests on future stories :)

warnings: swearing, smut, oral (m recieving), mention of scars

smut, read at your own risk

You sat comfortably curled up at the edge of the couch, soft blanket curled around your figure, head hanging sleepily. Leon was off on one of his missions leaving you to be on your own in your shared apartment, which was not a new experience, and yet you found yourself sleepless almost every time. Right now was one of those times. You hadn't been able to sleep properly from the moment he left a week ago up until now. Your eyes were bloodshot and droopy as you stared at the quiet tv screen. It was always at low volume when Leon was away so you could listen for any sign of him coming home.

You were silent, letting out a yawn, when your heart suddenly began to pick up speed. The door handle made a noise, then the hinges, and a person entered your apartment. From the couch you could see your blond haired boyfriend begin to untie his shoes and abandon his jacket, letting it fall right in front of the door. He was silent. You were frozen in place, debating whether the man you were seeing in front of you was real or if he had been gone so long that you were beginning to hallucinate his return.

He moved his head up to look around, eyes landing on you. This was real. He was really here. A smile spread across your face, tired eyes now wide and alert. His boots were finally off and he began to move towards the couch. You moved the blanket off of your body, ready to stand up and meet him halfway. But before you could even move your feet onto the floor, Leon was on the couch and in your arms. His body was between your legs and his head rested on your chest, arms wrapped tightly around you. You were stunned, he was always clingy when he came home from a long mission but never in this big of a rush to have his hands on you. He had your his shirt balled up in his hands, causing it to move up and uncover your bare thighs. You had only been wearing underwear underneath, not expecting anyone.

"Leon..? Baby?" You ran your fingers through his hair, still unusually soft after days of being in the middle of nowhere. There were patches that were caked in dry blood but you avoided them so as to not hurt him. He was silent still, the feeling of his hot and slow breath on your skin being the only sign that he was even alive. This trip must have been worse than his usual missions .

The two of you stayed linked together for a few minutes, legs tangled together, before you finally managed to pull his head out from your chest. You cupped his cheeks in your hands and looked into his gloomy eyes, he looked exhausted but he kept his eyes trained up at you. You ran your thumbs over the dirt on his face, sadness forming in your own expression. Leon was never a talker, in fact he would probably never tell you what really happened to him wherever he went, but you always knew how he was feeling by how he touched you. "My love, what happened?"

You managed to lift him off of you enough so you could move but Leon made a noise of disapproval and pulled you along with him, forcing you to sit over his lap, straddling him. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you in closer, and he shoved his face back into your neck. Your arms wrapped around his neck instinctively, fingers playing with the hairs on the back of his neck absentmindedly. "Leon?" You tried once more.

"Missed you baby.." His voice was muffled and it made you jump, not expecting him to speak. Your heart swelled. Your hands held his jaw so you could move his face away from your neck. His fingers dug into your hips as you started to trail soft kisses over his cheekbones and jaw. With a soft hum he pushed your hands away so he could reach your neck again. His teeth grazed your skin as he left rough kisses around your collarbone, up to your jaw, leaving pink marks in his path. Soft noises slipped through your lips, further encouraging him.