whenever leon comes back home after a mission, he needs a stress reliever. as soon as he sees you, he picks you up and starts kissing every single inch of you. βiβm sorryβ¦ i just need you right now,β he murmurs,
your hands are on his bare chest, and his are on your waist, gripping possessively. βneed this.. need you,β he repeats softly, leaving hickeys down your collarbone and stopping over your chest, only to lean down and start sucking, making you squirm.
requiem leon would love taking care of you so much. heβd grab things from the higher shelves for you, wash your hair while whispering sweet nothings in your ear. whenever youre stressed and start to cry, heβd wipe and kiss your tears away, whispering βi know baby .. i know..β
vendetta leon would be so so clingy with you, more than heβd admit. when heβs finally sober, he tries to be only his best and comfortable self with you, meaning heβll cuddle with you whenever he can. leon loves physical touch, always wanting to have his arms around you. π€
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leon's dirty blonde locks tickle your nape, his nose grazes at your collarbone. flutters your eyes shut as his large hands span over your waist. the citylight illuminates the room.
"do we have to go?" he gruffs, he shuts his eyes and nuzzles to your skin.
rookie leon would be such an obsessed lover. heβd be super proud of being your boyfriend, talking about you whenever he gets the chance to. heβd daydream about marrying you, having children that have your eyes and personality. as long as leon has you, he feels complete. π€
whenever leon is out on a mission, heβd look at his wedding ring for motivation. but after nearly losing it, he keeps it safe in his pocket, a promise that heβll always come back home to you.
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husband requiem leon takes you on a vacation. sitting on his lap, warm water lapping to your body. your head rests against his chest. your hand traces over scars on his palm, but he answers you before you could ask him.
"it doesn't hurt anymore, baby" he cups your cheeks
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"i miss you", leon's phone screen lights up with your name.
"on my way" he waits for a beat then texts back, flooring the gas pedal and peeling from the sidewalk to your place.
his free hand rests over his crotch, damn it... he misses you too π
π requiem leon & youβre an FBI agent investigating a case, arriving at a warehouse for evidence when you run into him tied up. you couldnβt help but chuckle, shaking your head as you make your way towards him, a smirk growing on his lips. βhere to save me, gorgeous?β leon teases
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Neighbor!Leon has been borrowing things from you for weeks. A blender. Garden scissors he never actually uses. You almost report him to the landlord this time.
But tonight, he doesn't ask for anything.
He just stands at your door, looking at you with those tired blue eyes.
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The thin red needle swept across the speedometer, climbing past 100 mph. Leon tightened his grip on the steering wheel. Neither of you said a word. City lights streaked past the windows, your legs propped up on the dashboard.
ποΈ requiem leon & heβs your senior at DSO. you work as as a comms agent, see him in meetings. whenever he misses you too much, he brings you to his office and sits you on his desk. βi miss your taste..β he whispers, his head between your legs, large hands spreading your thighs.
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leon keeps a photo of you two in his wallet, it's his motivation to always find his way back to you.
standing in the rain, he murmurs to himself, "god, please let me go back home" π


















