AN: Here's some angsty to sweet smut. Loosely based on a scene from Infinite Darkness but later can be used with any Leon♡
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I hear Leon shout my name as the mutated Jason stalks towards me, his breath heady as he grumbles, all humanity lost since Leon and Shen Mai riled him up. I've long lost my gun, so all I can do is stumble back, until I hit the railing. I glance down, seeing the yellowish acid bubble up and up, soon to consume this entire nightmare.
"JASON STOP!" Leon urgently yells as he sprints towards us, his eyes wide. I do the calculations in my head, and realise at the same time Leon does that he won't reach us in time. I can either die by Jason's hands, or I can take a risk and pray that this idea works.
Without wasting time to second guess myself I jump over the edge of the railing, free falling for a split second until I hit one of the lower levels. Jason roars as I roll, barely catching myself before I meet the wave of acid. I hear Leon make a noise of anguish, then seconds later I hear the rapid fire of gunshots. They grow distant as the two men fight it out, whilst I claw my way up the metal bridge, which is slowly dissolving at my feet. I feel bruised and battered, but I can't give up. I've still got a long life left to spend with the man I love, and we've got plans to achieve, I can't let this be the end.
I drag my heavy body until I can't anymore, then I try to stand, jumping to try and grasp the bridge above my head. It doesn't work. I jump again, muscles straining at the work as I become frantic now. The acid approaches, melting everything in its path. "Fuck. Come on." I whisper to myself, feeling tears burn my eyes. The acid grows closer, nearing my boots as they begin to sizzle.
I'm going to die here.
"Y/N, GRAB MY HAND." I suddenly see Leon dive across the floor above, body half hanging over the edge as he reaches for me. I almost sob in relief, jumping one final time as his fingers wrap around my wrist. He groans as he pulls me up, veins bulging until my feet are lifted from the floor just in time. I don't dare to look down and see where I was standing moments ago.
I flop onto Leon's front as he falls backwards, arms wrapping around me as he heaves heavy breaths. "I've got you. I'm here." He softly repeats like a mantra, but I think it's more for himself.
Hours Later
At HomeWe have a ritual when we get home from a mission; we shower, we eat, and we sleep. Usually we do this all separately, Leon cooks as I shower, then we switch roles, then pass out together in bed.
Today's different though. As soon we get home Leon pulls me to his chest, shaking like he's ready to fall to his knees. I hold on to him, stroking his back as he squeezes me. I know almost losing me was a wake up call for him, he's lost so many others already and I'm sure my death would tip him over the edge. From his actions, I think he knows that too.
"You didn't lose me today," I whisper as I pull back to cup his cheeks, "I'm still here."
"Loving you is like breathing Y/N," Leon begins as he presses kisses to my cheek, slowly dipping down to my neck, "it's so easy, I forget that one day I might not have you. You're my lifeline, keeping me steady and showing me I'm still here. I love you so much-" He breaks off with a shaky inhale, and I know that today we're breaking our ritual.
"Take me to bed Leon," I softly smile, "be close to me and never let me go."
I don't need to ask twice. Leon lifts me up with ease, his hands under my thighs as I look my arms around his neck. Our lips join as he stumbles to the bedroom, setting me on the bed without letting me go. His hands roam my body, memorising every curve with the trace of his fingers as I begin to pull at his jacket and unbutton his shirt. We don't talk, but bask in the bliss of being alive and together.
Our clothes are soon gone, then Leon's linking our hands together, holding them either side of my head as I hitch up my knees to my chest, eyes meeting Leon's as he pushes himself inside of me, the thickness of him always a stretch that makes me gasp, but Leon swallows it with a slow kiss, his tongue dominating mine, silently telling me that I'm his and my life is not my own. He owns my soul, and he says when it's time to go.
"Oh," I moan as Leon slowly pulls out almost all the way, then he slams back in, it's a mix of love and ownership, his gentleness and his passion, "just like that. You feel so good."
Leon hums in agreement, lips soon attacking that spot under my ear that melts me. My ankles lock around his toned ass as he continues making love to me slowly, taking his time feeling me from the inside as his fingers hold mine. His chest scrapes against mine, there's absolutely no space between us that isn't touching. We're united, souls linked and bodies intertwined in a show of love.
"So beautiful. My wife." Leon murmurs. I let out a small laugh.
"We're not married." I gasp as his teeth nip my ear lobe as he hits a new angle, the sounds of our juicies mixing together fills the room along with the scent of sex.
"Not yet, but maybe tomorrow, or next week. We'll check the calendar." Leon huffs, and I'm not entirely sure that he's joking. I clench around him at the thought of being married, tied to him forever that even our names are the same.
"We're free Thursday." I moan, feeling the coil in my belly tighten. Leon smiles against my skin, then one of his hands parts from mine to dip under his pillow, then moments later he's slipping a diamond ring onto my finger. I don't have the words to process it all, because without warning I'm reaching my release, Leon still moving as I come.
"I love you Leon." I cry out, back arching as Leon's breathing speeds up, then he's spilling inside of me, forehead pressing to mine as he stares into my eyes.
"I love you too, Mrs Kennedy." He grins, mouth latching onto mine as he stills and gently rolls until I'm laying on his chest, his knuckles skimming up and down the bare skin of my back. "Nothing will ever keep me from you, I'll always be by your side."
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Fanfiction18+ due to explicit content. My third book obsessing over this man. Fluff and spice included. Imagines will be based on most variations of Leon. All imagines are at least 600+ words. Requests open, just message me your ideas!