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Started: 20.02.24
Ended: ??
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''Running low on bullets, princess?''
she teases, watching Leon search his pockets.
"Hand over your weapon,"
he demands, slightly insulted.
"And how am I supposed to protect myself then!?"
she retorts, wondering if he was really going to leave her defenseless.
"You claimed you were carrying a few inches, whip it out."
Don't expect me to write poetically beautiful scenarios, cuz i couldn't do it even if my life depended on it.
This fanfiction is for fun and entertainment purposes only, i'm norwegian meaning english is not my native language and that i'll make a lot of mistakes that makes you wonder if i'm even capable of writing.
This entire fanfiction is dedicated to our husband, Leon S. Kennedy.
(i expect your clothes to remain ON YOUR BODY)
During this fanfic, i can't promise i'll update EVERY SINGLE DAY, because i spend most of my days getting stuck on tiktok watching Leon edits to even bother dong anything else except whipping it out.
(@widxswsvoid ON TT IS JUST MADE DIFFERENT, BRO HER EDITS HAS ME ON A CHOKEHOLD.)
The reader in this fanfiction you'll all find easy to relate to due to her dedicating her life to be Leon's slut.
If you don't like the way the fanfic is written or how it unfolds or ends or whatever the fuck, you can honestly suck my gigantic dick. (i'm sensitive and will cry for a week straight)
Just like, don't for a second THINK i'm gonna make Leon call you dear and give you forehead kisses because that bitch is gonna degrade you at any chance he has.
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Now that we've gone through all that.. Grab some lotion from your nightstand, have your paper towel ready and let's get this party started.
WARNINGS: Leon's big fat bundaNo point in writing anything like 16+ or shit like that because i know you 13 year olds be reading this with the most unholiest, insane thoughts. Just relax, read and i'll call for your mom when it becomes bed time. (that's when the beast awakens)
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BECOMING YOURS | L.KENNEDY X FEM!READER
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