𝕃𝕖𝕠𝕟 𝕂𝕖𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕕𝕪| ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ/ ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ

Stealing His Weapons| Imagine

Sometimes when Leon comes back home or to wherever you're staying, he leaves his weapons laying around. Some are for safety, because having a knife in every room is essential for close combat...

However, Leon isn't keen on you stealing them or moving them around, he's fairly calm and composed, but for some reason moving his weapons really gets on his nerves, luckily for you this provides great entertainment and often some angry makeout sessions.

When you twirl a blade around your fingers Leon's eyes darken, he has a habit of snatching them from your grasp then kissing you to apologise for being snappy. Sometimes you fight back which ends up leading to Leon tackling you onto the couch or floor, the knife a distance away, his legs wrapped around your body and his weight on your lower parts. It's...enjoyable.

"Shouldn't you know not to fuck about with sharp objects?" Leon sighs, raising a single eyebrow.

"Guess I missed the safety training, maybe you could teach me how to handle them?" You smile innocently.

Leon shakes his head, his lips tilt into a smile before he leans down and kisses you...