I Am A "simper" Creature :3

(ohshc smut request)

Can I request submissive!tamaki suoh x dominate!fem!reader smut headcanons please?? :DD -🐶

signing off with an emoji cause it’s cute lolol

Hello Puppy Anon! Here is your smut!

Warning: SMUT!

Bad Boy (Tamaki Suoh x Dom!Fem!Reader) SMUT!

“Now, Tamaki, What did I say about being a bad boy?” You spoke sternly as your fingertips tickled their way up the blonde’s legs as they shook under the feather light touches.

“T-that I'd be punished.” Magenta eyes follow your figure as you stalk around the bed, eyeing the naked, pale body that squirmed under your own lust filled gaze.

“And what did you do to deserve being punished?” You asked, your voice lowering to a new sultry level which caused the blonde to shiver with anticipation.

“I…” Tamaki gasped as a finger circled the head of his dick, causing the engorged mushroom tip to ooze precum.

“You…. what?”

“I… I touched myself without permission, Miss.” Tamaki whined as you withdrew your finger, licking the small bead of sweet and salty stickiness off your finger.

“That’s right. You directly disobeyed an order.” You spoke as you grabbed something from the dresser drawer. Once you had the item in your hand, you slowly walked back to the blonde sitting on his knees on the king sized bed. His eyes widened as you showed him the little toy in your hand. “Now, I’m going to put this pretty little ring on you, and I’m going to fuck myself on your cock. Purely for my own pleasure and if you can be a good boy until I’m satisfied, then maybe I’ll let you cum. Understand?” You spoke directly into his ear as you slid the lavender vibrating cockring right down to the base of the beautiful dick, making sure it was good and snug. Don’t want any accidents.

“Y-yes, M-Miss.” Suddenly, with all your strength, you pushed Tamaki onto his back. Straddling his hips and placing your hands firmly on his chest, you line yourself up and start sinking onto the thick girth. Tamaki let out the most pornographic moan, finally having some stimulation. The hour long torture you put him through finally disapating as the warmth of your wet walls enclosed around him.

Finally fully seated, you looked him right in the eyes, “No fucking touching.” Starting a brutal pace, Tamaki moaned loudly, his hands fisting in the satin sheets beneath him until his knuckles turned white. “So fucking big, baby.” You groaned as you bounced, nails digging into pale flesh. “You're doing so good baby boy, being so good now.” You threw your head back as the tip of the cock stuffed inside you hit that soft spot that made you see stars. You bounced faster in Tamaki’s lap, his thighs clenching and the small patch of hair at the base of his dick rubbed deliciously against your throbbing, neglected clit.

“P-please, M-miss! L-Let me t-touch you!” Tamaki groaned, his pupil blown eyes stared directly into yours, full of nothing but lust and love and admiration. Feeling the coil inside tighten, you nodded your head.

“You can touch me now. Make me cum, Tamaki!” One hand now firmly planted on your hip, the other one rubbed your swollen nub bringing you higher to the awaiting climax. “Tamaki!” You shouted as your vision went white and your whole body shook as your orgasm took over.

“P-Please! L-let me cum! I’ve been a good boy! I’ve been a good boy!” Tamaki begged as tears streamed down his rosy, flushed cheeks. Sliding off the still throbbing dick you slid the ring off.

“Cum for me baby.” As soon as the ring was off, Tamaki let it all out. Many ropes of glimmering white semen spewed from the swollen head, landing on his own chest as well as your own bust. “Such a good boy.” You cooed as Tamaki came down from his high. Wrapping his arms around you, he pulled you down to the bed and snuggled up to you. “Sleep.” You told him as his eyes drew closed and his labored breathing even out. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

I just think Leon is so vocal in bed and he is the king of dirty talking. I love it so much

ohhhh… oh yeah, definitely… he’s such a talker sorry for the lack of posts lately, i’ve been very burnt out lol

cw for dubcon if you squint

finding himself deep inside your pussy as it squeezed around him? oh yeah he’d start mouthing off. you squealed and writhed in his arms while he just tried to keep you in place, still fucking his flushed cock into you, reaching unimaginable distances. kissing your cervix with his mind set on filling your womb. it was like he was on autopilot, driving himself further, harder, faster. his mind was spiraling, as he shoved your face into the pillows. skin damp with sweat, he continued to drill into you, unyielding.

“no.. can’t.. can’t fucking stop.. don’t wanna.” he panted out, breaths wavering as sweat collected atop his brow bone, mixing together collecting a sticky concoction on his forehead as his brows knitted together, causing the skin to wrinkle. “please, oh, please fuck me, fuck me~ fucking—hh’god!~” he rambled absentmindedly, pulling your ass closer to his pelvis, flesh suctioning together as he tethers your bodies into one with each snap of his hips. his eyes shut tightly, letting out a few strained groans of fulfillment.

“want you to fucking.. cum around my fucking cock, sweetheart. fucking need it,” his voice trailed off as he threw his head back, hair sticking to his forehead, tousled and chaotic. “please cum around my cock, your cock, ‘t’s yours, baby.. promise ‘t’s yours.” he heaved, hips bucking roughly in an animalistic fashion, pupils dilating widely. the usual blue of his irises being disrupted by the spread of his dark pupils. “‘t’s your .. fucking cock, baby.. all yours, fuck..” he echoed himself, nipping at the skin of your shoulder to cease his idiocy.

a depraved yelp elicited from your throat only to be muffled by the plushness of the pillows beneath you, practically suffocating against them as he continued to hold you still. he was hitting it so fucking good, ripping every ounce of defiance from your body as you just took it. all of it. sounds of your drenched cunt filled the room as well as the satisfying sound of his balls plapping against your particularly sensitive nub, causing your knees to buckle underneath you. you pawed at the sheets, hands clammy as you’d strike the pillows weakly. with one final clamp around the base of his dick, you unraveled completely, flooding the bedding beneath you.

but, leon was an addict. he was a fucking fiend. his greedy ass did not stop plowing away, making you shriek and protest against it, legs thrashing against him, the balls of your ankles digging into the sides of his thighs. he hissed, gripping your hips with a hold that felt almost bruising. “good fuckin’ girl.. such a good girl.. going all dumb on my cock like that, baby… you love it s’much. got’chu.. creaming ‘round me.. hmmff..” he babbled, pressing a large hand onto your lower back, arching your stomach into mattress further to somehow plunge himself deeper into you. he seemed to be edging himself, unrelenting. wanting to ensure he piped you to the brim with his seed.

“so messy, so .. fucking wet, shit!~ pussy’s fuckin’ sucking me in, haah!” he squeaked with urgency, throat tight with exhaustion. his hips ached with care, the stiffness of his joints palpable as his thrusts became sloppy, uneven, uncoordinated. you couldn’t speak, could hardly move. your voice was broken down and hoarse from all that hollering. one thing about leon, he’ll always slut you out.

The joke was twink death, for the record. Anyways the trio as adults, they all went off to different unis & colleges :)

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a/n: no i didnt steal the "pretty" line from bojack and remix it haha what??

Sanemi despises foolish people.

But he relishes in fucking you senseless on his cock.

Your legs hang over his left shoulder, which his forearms grasp tightly. Your ass firmly pressed against his groin as he drove himself into you ruthlessly, relentlessly. He intends to put his strength to grand use. 

His thick shaft dragged outwards, to its’ very tip, before he mercilessly thrusts himself again, into your warmth. He heaves softly in ecstasy, immersing in your velvety confines contracting around him. The vulgar, wet sound of your cunt's pleasure reverberates across the small space.

His sack repeatedly strikes against your clit's lips, near to bruising. His hips continue to swing at a fluid, harsh speed. 

Sanemi bites his lower lip with amusement, watching the display of his shaft delve into your cunt. Gazing at the expression of thrill upon your face. 

He savors the pleasant whines that emanate from your lips, which ring like a melody in his ears. 

You looked pathetic. So fragile. He adored it all.

He leans closer, his palm resting against your cheek. He glides his thumb against your glossy lips. His touch ignites a fire deep within you, shooting thrills through your back.

He spoke through heavy breath. “Your pretty face– ha– is so fuckin’ slutty…when takin’ cock.”

You whined meekly at his words, as you strained to think clearly- nevertheless comprehend what he was saying to you. Most of your surroundings were a haze. 

 You narrowly strung your words together, and replied. 

“You– You think its’ pretty?”

Sanemi peers at you, near baffled, before grinning warmly. His cheeks flushing lightly. He brushes his lips against your thighs, gazing at you lovingly.

“Prettiest thing in the world. It’s my damn favourite thing to stare at.”

face down, ass up, the way god intended me to be —

Hello :)

I saw that you are taking requests for Leon Kennedy... If you are willing to write it, I would be happy if you could write Leon Kennedy RE4 x fem reader where she is having her first time with him (the reader has no previous experience in that field) and all is very fluff but smut at the same time. But it is completely fine if you don't want to write it so no pressure....

Have a nice day:)

Trauma Bonded

Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader

A/N: I am going to try! Leon will be trying so hard to contain himself for sure tho… hahahaha. Ashley obviously isn’t here yet, because otherwise I don’t think they could do the do. 

Warnings!!: First time, Sex, Tension, Porn with no plot really, praising?

Words: 2725

You were sitting with Leon in a cabin, healing up. You let out a soft groan as you wrap up your arm, which was bleeding a bit. 

“Let me help.” Leon says as he walks to you. You look up at him from where you sat on the bed that sat in the middle of the cabin, against the wall. He had his hand out. 

“Thanks.” You mumble as you place your arm in his hand and he continues to wrap it, making sure it is covered. 

“Need to be careful next time. It might not be just a cut.” He glances up at your face every so often. 

“I know.” You sigh. After he finishes he lets your arm go. You rest your hand in your lap and meet his eye. 

“There.” He whispers and cups your cheek. You close your eyes and take in his warm touch. You had an attachment to Leon. Maybe it was a trauma bond because you had been with him for the Racoon City incident. Maybe it was because you two genuinely had something. Either way you both had leaned on one another for a lot. You could relate to each other, which was hard to find with what had happened. 

You open your eyes, giving him a concerned look. “Are you okay?” 

“I am fine. Nothing I wasn’t able to fix.” He answers. 

“Alright.” You nod. You push yourself back on the bed and lay down, craving any type of stretch for your body. It ached a bit and considering you were always running from something, you didn’t get a break often. 

Leon couldn’t help but admire you as you lay out before him. He wasn’t some big horndog who couldn’t control himself, but he had to admit that he was highly attracted to you and he had thought of you like that before. The thought of you under him, under his touch, it was one that rested in the back of his mind regularly. And made special appearances in the worst times. Like now. 

He was standing right in front of you when the thought surfaced, causing his cock to harden in his pants. He backs up from the bed and turns away from you. You open your eyes and look up at him. 

“You sure you are alright?” You push yourself to rest on your elbows, 

“Yeah. I am good.” He nods quickly, trying to push the thought of you naked underneath him out of his brain. But the more he tried to get rid of it, the more scenarios would pop up. 

“Come lay down with me.” You crawl to the pillow and lay your head on it as you rest on your side, looking at him. 

“I am alright.” He bites on his bottom lip. 

“Please. I need some cuddles right now.” You playfully pout. He glances back at you, your pout always being a weakness. He didn’t want you to know how he felt. How dirty his thoughts were. He knew you had never had sex before. It was a topic of conversation that heightened his dirty thoughts. Imagining that he would be the one to take your virginity. To be the first one to have you in such a way. It plagued his mind. 

Leon tried his best to not draw attention to the uncomfortableness of his hard on as he walks to the bed. He climbs on it and lays behind you, arm wrapping over your waist, but trying to keep his hips back from yours. You sigh in content and close your eyes. You always had found comfort in Leon. You trusted him with your life. And maybe it went back to the trauma bond thing but you didn’t care what caused it. You held onto your trust for him like your life depended on it. 

Yet when it came down to cuddling, you never felt close enough to him. Especially right now. For some reason it seemed as if he was trying to keep some distance and you didn’t like it. You scoot back, pressing your body tightly against his, earning a gasp from Leon. Immediately you knew why. You could feel the bulge through his pants and against your ass. 

You never really realized you had this effect on him. Yet, you’d be lying if you said you never got wet from just being in his presence sometimes. You had talked to him about how you were a virgin. After you and him had formed the bond you have, your virginity was simply because you never wanted to lose it. It’s not like there were never any men who wanted you. But you knew who you wanted to give your virginity to. The only person you could trust. 

You both didn’t say anything and the air in the cabin was now thick. All that could be heard was the heavy breathing from the two of you. Leon couldn’t help but close his eyes as he softly inhaled your scent, his nose brushing your shoulder. The feeling of his breath against your skin sent chills along your body. You could feel a wetness gathering in your panties, but not daring to shift no matter how uncomfortable it may have felt. His hand was resting against your lower stomach and you could feel the slight tremble of it. 

“Are you nervous?” You finally break the silence. 

“No.” He whispers into your neck. 

“Why are you trembling?” You question. 

“I am trying to not do anything I may regret.” His answer causes goosebumps along your body. You riled him up that much? 

“Like?” 

“Touching you in a way that might be inappropriate.” Each word increased the tension. 

“What if I want you to?” You gasp out. 

His cock throbbed against his pants at the sound of your offer. “Don’t tempt me.” Your hand slides down and takes his, slowly slipping it into your leggings. A soft growl emits from his throat as he can feel the heat that was in between your legs. You close your eyes, feeling a soft kiss pressed to the skin of your neck and his fingers brushing you over your panties. 

“This is a dangerous game, Y/n. I don’t know if I can control myself.” He whispers. He didn’t mean it that he wouldn’t be gentle or patient with her, because he would. He just knew if she gave herself to him, he would also be giving into his dirty thoughts, which he could barely contain as it is. 

In response you push your hands past your panties and guide his fingers to your clit, a gasp escaping you at the touch. 

“Fuck…” Leon grunts in your ear as he begins to rub circles on your clit. Yeah, you had touched yourself before, but something about it being him made it so much more intense. His fingers dip down a bit, gathering your wetness on them. “Shit, you are so damn wet.” He presses a kiss just under your ear. 

“You do this to me…” You whimper. 

“I better be the only one.” Something about him being possessive sent a surge of pleasure washing over you. 

“You are. You always were.” You had a soft grip on his wrist now as the tips of his fingers just barely dip into you. 

“You want your pants off, love?” He whispers. You quickly nod in response and his hand is removed from your cunt as he helps you remove your leggings and panties, kicking them off the bed. He takes your leg and pulls it back to rest over his, spreading you open for him. His hands slip up your sides and push your shirt up. You adjust as you help him to get it off you, your hands reaching back and unclipping the bra that now was your only restriction. As soon as that was off you were back to laying into him as his hand rested just over your lower stomach. 

“Look how beautiful.” Leon leaves a kiss on your shoulder. You felt a little nervous now, completely exposed under his stare. 

“If I get too excited and it overwhelms you, stop me.” He looks you in the eyes. 

“Yes.” You nod. 

“Good girl.” He whispers and those two words just made you even more wet. His hand goes back to your cunt and strokes along your entrance for a moment before he very slowly pushes a finger into you. You grip the pillow beneath your head as you whimper. It wasn’t very painful with just one but that changed when he added a second finger into you. 

Your walls felt tight around the two fingers inside you as he rubs your clit gently with his thumb. The circles on your clit were making the bit of pain worth it. You had no clue how you would take his dick but you calmed your nerves, remembering this was Leon. And Leon cared about you. You trusted him. 

As soon as his fingers began to move in and out of you, the room quickly filled with your whines of pleasure, the pain quickly fading. 

“Such a good girl… take my fingers.” His nose drags across your jaw as you gasp out. Your scent was intoxicating to him. 

“Leon…” Your whimpers sent a fire through Leon. He was trying so hard to keep from ripping his clothes off and just taking you right now. He wanted to prep you and be gentle. But just the feeling of you clenching on his fingers made his cock twitch. The thought of your tight pussy around his hard cock was almost too much for him. 

“Fuck. You are doing so beautifully, baby.” He praises as his fingers push deeper into you causing you to almost close your legs in pleasure but he quickly pushes them back to where they were. “Don’t. I want to watch my fingers fuck you.” He growls. The wetness that built up was heard through your moans of pure pleasure. You were soaked and he loved that. It meant you were ready to take his cock whenever he was ready. 

“It's so much…” You were already shaking and he was only using his fingers. 

“Do you need me to stop?” He asks, his fingers beginning to slow. 

“No, no, no. Please. No. Don’t stop.” You beg. Fuck, seeing how desprate you were for him made him grind against your ass. 

“I am going to stop with my fingers. I need to be inside you. Is that okay?” He asks as he removes his fingers from inside you. You quickly nod and he sits up, quickly removing his clothing. You don’t think you had ever seen him move as quickly as he did to undress. You watch him, your hand in between your legs now, stroking at your clit softly. The minute Leon is naked he is in between your legs. 

“Look at you like this… touching yourself.” His eyes admire each inch of you. He leans down towards you, his lips capturing yours. You close your eyes as you melt into the kiss. It was slow and passionate. He pulls your legs against his hips, cock gently brushing against your cunt. The moans against his lips and the feeling of your dripping cunt against his dick was so much. He was still fighting the urge to just slam into you. But he didn’t want to make it hurt more than he knew it would. 

“I am going to put my dick inside you. Tell me if you want me to stop.” His pulls back from your lips enough to warn you before he takes his cock in his hand and rubs the tip against your entrance. You were still rubbing your clit and he wouldn’t stop you, knowing it may help with the pain. He takes a deep breath before sinking his cock into your tight hole. 

The gasp that escapes him was not something he thought he could make. He knew you would be tight but damn. He realized you had stopped rubbing yourself as you whined in pain. He reaches to your clit, pushing your hand aside and rubbing it softly. 

“Shit…” He breathes out. He could honestly cum right then and there with how you wrapped around him. You close your eyes, trying to focus on the pleasure from him rubbing your clit. Your legs were shaking from the overwhelming feeling. But not a single part of you wanted him to stop. “I am gonna move. Is that okay?” 

“Please.” The word was enough for him to slowly begin to thrust his hips. You let out whimpers as you grip his biceps, nails digging into the skin. 

“Is it too much?” He grunts in your ear. You shake your head quicker than you ever had before, opening your eyes and looking up at him. 

“Don’t stop.” You whimper and he places his forehead to yours. 

“I won’t, love.” He whispers and groans as he thrusts, each one picking up pace and lessening your pain. You slide one of your hands up his bicep and to his face, cupping his flushed cheek. 

“You feel so good inside me.” You moan as your thumb strokes over his cheekbone. He leaves a soft peck to your lips. Nothing is said now. All that is heard is panting and moaning from the two of you, the bed creaking a bit with each thrust. You both were just enjoying the other's presence and the feeling of this closeness. His free arm was placed next to my head, holding himself up. You can’t help but feel even more turned on as you see the muscles of his arm flexing out of the corner of your eye. 

“Fuck…” He groans, his breath fanning your face. 

“Leon.” His name rolls off your tongue in the most lustful way as your moans increasingly get louder with each snap of his hips against yours. 

“That’s it, love. Say my name.” A smirk graces his lips as pleasure contorts his face. Your mouth hung open as your eyebrows knit together. “Fuck, look at those faces you make. I can barely hold myself together.” He chuckles through his moans, sending another huge wave of pleasure through your body. Every touch was creating electricity within you and making you tumble closer and closer to the edge of your release. 

Your back arches off the bed as you hold eye contact with Leon. Your body was trembling heavily and Leon thought about slowing down on you but fuck… he thought you look so pretty like this. A moaning mess while trembling from him. He couldn’t stop now. He was going to keep ramming into you now until you came undone on his cock. 

He moves his head so his lips skim your ear and he nips at it. The little nip was enough to make you gasp as your walls clench slightly down on him. 

“Fuck.” He growls, the feeling of your clenching making him struggle to hold onto his orgasm. You let out a heavy exhale that brushes his neck. 

“Oh, shit… Leon.” You let out a loud whimper as the pleasure increases with each slap of your skin against his. 

“How close are you, love? I don’t know if I can hold on much longer.” He grunts, each of his thrusts becoming slowly erratic. 

“I am gonna cum…” You whine as he rubs fast circles on your clit. 

“Cum with me baby.” He groans. That was enough to cause my tight walls to clench down on him, legs shuddering. “That’s it… That’s it, honey…” He moans just before stilling inside you and releasing deeply inside of you. The room is now filled with heavy breathing as you both come down. “So good.” He whispers in your ear and presses a soft kiss to your forehead. You close your eyes. 

“Thank you.” Your voice was quiet but it was enough for Leon to hear. He presses his face into your neck, arms moving to secure your body to his. 

“Don’t thank me, love. I wanted it just as much.” He mumbles, his lips brushing my neck. It all felt right. And regardless of this came from the fact that you may have a trauma bond, you were beyond happy it happened. He was worth everything.

Masterlist

Friends with Benefits?

Sanemi x Reader Semi-NSFW

CW: Friends with benefits? Soft Sanemi. Brief mentions of sex, kissing scars, Dom!Sanemi, Sanemi in denial.

^Let me know if I missed anything^

Minors and Ageless blogs DNI.

I write with a female reader in mind, but I believe this one can be read as gender neutral, please let me know otherwise.

A/N: Proofread. I have Sanemi brain rot to the point I’ve gathered the courage to finally post write about it. This was originally intended to be more smutty, but I’m a slut for soft Nemi.

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🪻It was accidental at first. The build up from hours of training led you both to snap and give into one another. Clothes torn off. Hot and sweaty bodies clashing together in pleasure. Not even leaving his training grounds.

🪻One time turned into two, and now it’s an unspoken agreement between you when “steam needs to be let off”.

🪻Rushed moments in either estate, clothes ripped off and tossed away as you’re pulled into the bedroom or sometimes not even bothering to leave the training ground.

🪻Sanemi thought he would be the last to break. Putting up a wall between his feelings for you and acting upon them. Telling himself that it’s just sex, you both understand the complications of getting feelings involved. It won’t work out. You’re both hashira, you never know when the next mission is your last.

🪻Speaking of missions. The post mission sex is fantastic. Sanemi loses the small bit of control he thought he had. Glad he is able to hold you in his arms again, knowing you’re safe. Sanemi tells himself he was only gentle like that because you needed time to recover after your mission, denying his feelings.

🪻When Sanemi is the one coming back from a mission he lets you top him. He’s still mostly in control, but he loves watching the way you bounce on his cock, hands pressed against his chest with your head thrown back, lost in your own pleasure.

🪻He finds himself staring at you for long periods of time. Becoming flustered when you catch him and giggle, until he playfully shoves you over.

🪻When he passes by shops on his solo missions and finds items that he feels you would like. Fighting with himself on actually purchasing the items for you. He has definitely brought you back small trinkets.

🪻He will never admit it, but his heart skips a beat when he sees you jog up to him, trying to catch up, and offer him a home-cooked meal you made for him.

🪻He finds that the once quick fucks, become longer sessions. Sometimes multiple rounds. Taking time to enjoy one another. Taking time to kiss one another’s scars. Staring into one another’s eyes as he slowly fucks you.

🪻He finds that he prefers missionary, having the option to take his time with you or fuck you senseless, depending on his mood.

🪻He definitely hand holds in missionary.

🪻Goes from leaving soon after, to falling asleep with you in his arms. From the minimal aftercare cleanup, to soaking together in the hot springs before laying down together.

🪻Don’t get him started on how his heart feels when you snuggle against him in the middle of the night, and when the morning rays grace your presence, not ready to fully awaken yet.

🪻He opens his eyes, yours staring back at him. He finally lets slip the words he had been hiding from you for so long, “I love you”.

🪻“I love you too, ‘Nemi.”

My, Penitence

real!dad leon kennedy x afab!reader the content ahead may contain incest topics, sexual content, blood, p in v , noncon, "L" bombs, abuse, love bombing / manipulation & more. please turn away if this makes you uncomfortable. this your only warning ! !

an: wow this is a long one-- it was a fic that was on my mind for a while 👀 i finally have gotten to finish it after so long, might have some mistakes maybe im not entirely sure, i was in the zone writing this. ><;; i also envisioned vendetta leon for this if that helps ahhh..

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You slowly started to get desperate for your dad. It was an unusual feeling — Why would you have these feelings with him? Oh, of course it faded at some point, yeah.. But you eventually fell right back into it. You'll never understand how things happened so fast but you weren't necessarily complaining in the end. Without him, you were nothing. secretly in the back of your head with your deepest darkest secrets. Not like you had anything else going for you anyways.

You might as well be his new wife, right?

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You remember it like yesterday, the day you finally had confessed to your father about your sick feelings towards him. You explained it in great detail.. How he made you feel, what you specifically dreamed of. You practically spilled the beans on everything in your head.

"I know you're my dad but.."

"But?"

"I.."

You struggled to even get it out, but now it was better than never. If you didn't, he'd never know and you'll forever be in distress. Sure, you had to take your chances of flipping a coin.. Heads if he also felt the same way or was just as freaky as you. Or tails, where he'd look at you in disgust and get you some kind of therapy or something. Ooor... Maybe even lock you away for even having those kinds of thoughts. But you never thought of the 'in-between'. Hypothetically, what if he has those thoughts but feels guilty?

Hell, you didn't know. Fuck a coin flip at this point.. You wanted to just blurt it out and tell him how you felt.

"I think I'm in love with you.. You've made me feel things no other guy has and I-"

"What?"

The tone he gave off was enough to shatter your poor little heart right in that moment. You stared wide eyed while he stared back at you with a concerned look. He wasn't having it, you already knew ahead of time. He didn't even have to speak for you to understand how he was feeling.

"Sweetheart, no.. Look-"

He sighs, putting a hand on your shoulder while frowning. Leon never in his days expected to handle something of this nature, but he tried to handle it the best way he could. He wanted nothing more than to be a good father. Not.. A father who sleeps with his daughter.

"Those thoughts you are having? It's not normal.. I can't be with you." He explains, "You're my daughter. My angel, my everything. Raised you since you were a little thing. I can't just.."

Get with your own daughter? Have sexual relations with your daughter? Yeah..

You knew what the answer was. It was a solid no. He didn't continue his sentence, just stood there awkwardly, processing what was even said and how to respond again. How could you casually say that anyways?

"Sorry-"

"No, it's fine. Those feelings are normal I suppose, but it-"

"I'm sorry."

You didn't give him time to say anything else, you instantly stormed off to your room and slammed the door. Loudly at that. It rang his ears, really pushing the nail into his skin some more after that as if it wasn't bad enough earlier. He stood there for a little longer before cursing under his breath, ruffling his hair with his hand in a frustrated manner. How was he gonna deal with you after this? Who knows...

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As if things couldn't have gotten anymore worse than it was after that 'confession' you made - a divorce happened between your parents. Your mother was yelling at your father when you came back home from work and all you saw was furniture and glass all over the floor. Your eyes were wide and your mother stormed past you without a word. Didn't even bat an eye in your direction.

"Mom!?"

You call out but it's too late, she's already in the car and rushed off. Gone. You're standing there, eyes wide and Leon in the back with nothing to say. What could he say after that? Right. Nothing. The breeze from outside was loud and so was the silence you and your father had after your mother left. She left everything behind, didn't even return later. Didn't even take you with her? Of course, it was the heat of the moment but she didn't even seem to care to have you by her side, just left you along with your dad.

This wasn't gonna end well with it just being you and him. (Considering what happened earlier that week..)

_

You weren't the type to complain about silence or anything but the silence in the house since that day had made you uneasy. Worst of all? Your father was an alcoholic now. He didn't take the divorce well and very much did miss his wife, at least from what you assumed. They were the 'shining bright' couple after all. But surely there were flaws that hid beneath it all. No relationship is perfect anyways and you knew that well enough.

But off topic of the relationship. You were worried, when he made nothing but whiskey his only 'diet' with some occasional sandwiches here and there. But it was slowly getting worse and worse by the day. You kept your distance, not really bothering to interact with him as much since you knew people under the influence of alcohol weren't entirely .. 'Okay' in the head. And yeah, yeah.. You still felt icky about the whole crush thing and how you loved your father in a different way but — You felt as if it was a phase since you haven't acted upon it for a while.

Must've actually been healing.. Maybe it was good he rejected you and you had a chance to reflect. Be a normal human being in society.

But that didn't go as planned. Things were too good to be true. Your always drunk father not doing anything to you for a while and ignoring you? Of course he wouldn't stay that way for long.

"Sweetheart."

"Hey?"

One night he was stumbling towards your room after being out for some hours, hand pressed on the door as it swung open. You jumped, pulling your headphones off while you laid there on your bed with your work all scattered around the surface. You and your father hadn't actually sat down and spoke after the divorce. It was constant repeat of:

"Hi." , "Hey." , "How are you?", "Good.."

You reply, already smelling the booze off of him from across the room. You could visibly see the eyebags from him and his unkept hair. He had his stormy blues locked on you before he groaned, slyly shutting the door and moved towards your bed, sitting down on the edge while tilting his head.

"Mm...What are you up to angel?.. Math..? Science.. Reading?"

He surely was out of it, swaying a tiny bit while keeping his gaze on you. Didn't even glance at the papers which were boldly labeled math. You were quiet, for a good reason — he practically stared you down the whole time with shaky breaths. Y 'couldn't blame him though, he did drink like it was water and was anywhere but sober.

"Math.. But, what do you want? I'm trying to finish my w-"

"You."

"What?"

"You."

You felt the skin on your hair raise when he repeated himself. You remember hearing him the last time sounding like you when you had that stupid taboo moment, almost went through with it too until you changed. Improved as a person but for him? He wasn't thinking straight. If anything, he wanted nothing more to listen to the back of his head - the deepest darkest things.

"I want you sweetheart.. Need...Need you.."

He mutters, snaking his hands along your thighs. You smack them away of course, staring at him with that wide eyed expression. You almost felt disgusting when he touched you. He was your father. Your real father.

"Dad! What the fuck, no!"

You hissed, seeing him pause after you smacked his hands away, denying his 'love'. He had stared back wide eyed too but soon enough that expression went into a furious one. He moved closer to you before pinning you down beneath him, rolling you onto your back — placing one hand down on your neck and the other on your thigh. He squeezes your thigh, looking down at you with teary, sluggish eyes.

He looked nothing like the father you knew.. He was awful.

"I'm your father.. Y 'should love me."

He says, tightening his grip on your thigh and soon after your neck. He squeezed hard.. Making you gasp for air for a moment while he nearly stopped your circulation of blood and breathing.

"Dad- gh.. D..dad!—"

You go into a state of panic. Things were happening too fast for you to even react. Your hands had smacked along his arms before you dug your nails into his skin and sobbed. He saw your tears and distress but again, the man was too far gone in the head to mentally care about 'morals'. He didn't even think they existed in this moment at all.

"You're like your mother right now..Love me to death once, then turn around and treat me like nothing."

You didn't reply, just stared wide eyed as he spoke. Doing that made things not so- Great either.

"That's it? Huh? You don't love me... What happened to when you confessed to me? — What was it... Loving your own father? Me making you feel something you never felt before when I never even fucked you or touched you?" He growls, cupping your face now which had your lips all puckered up.

"Actually.. You haven't brought it up to me again since that day.. But I've had some thought to it..."

Oh no.

Your body tensed up, hands shakily brought up to his arms as you tugged and scratched at them. Your eyes were all watery still - your throat feeling dry from his nearly choking you out for a moment. Surely, he had to have bruised it.

"N-no that's not.. It. You said it was wrong before and-"

"I lied."

He cuts you off, not even hesitating to lean in and kiss you. What the fuck..? Your eyes were wide and your body ached while his lips were pressed along yours. He kissed you passionately but sloppily. You wanted to hurl from the after taste of alcohol on his lips , still attempting to pull him off but again, nothing seemed to really work. He was much stronger than you.

"Mmh..Love you so much.. I wish I went along with your confession that day.."

He mutters into the kiss, slowly bringing his knee up in between your thighs. Panicking, you squirm like crazy and muffle out a sob — but he was so focused on this to even care about how you felt. He kept kissing you, lips molded together, saliva pouring out - it was all a complete mess.

Eventually he pulled back, leaving a string of spit from the both of your lips while grinding his knee along your crotch. Obviously, you weren't turned on. None of this had you turned on anymore. Sure, before if he did this you would have been all for it but for right now? You wanted an out from this.

"Dad stop it.. Just call for a hookup!"

You protest, trying your hardest to get him to knock it off but the more you did, the more pissed he seemed to get. He was growing impatient with you. Before you knew it, he raised his hand and smacked you across the face, making your ears ring really loud. That smack nearly took you out and it only seemed to get worse.

"I don't want a 'hookup'. I want you. Don't you understand? Why can't you just love your father. Don't you love me?"

His voice cracked, noticing you hadn't responded. Just stared to the side with a red mark across your face.

"Answer me.."

Silence.

"Answer me!"

He raises his tone— smacking you again, the ringing only getting worse and your cheeks were all swollen now. Nose eventually leaked with blood from the impact of the slaps. You teared up more at this point, the pain stinged you badly as nothing but whines came out of you. No words.

And god, that wasn't what he wanted out of you.

"..Just like your mother..."

He grunts, moving his hands to his pants - unbuckling his belt. He was doing it at a fast pace despite the state he was in as he muttered some other things under his breath that you could barely hear. Blood poured from your nose while you laid there, sniffling and shaking.

"M'gonna bring back who you were back then. I want you to love me again.."

Finally, he freed himself of his restraints and worked on you, tugging your pajama pants off and then pulled your panties to the side. Dry. Awfully dry... He frowned, staring at your puffy lips before brushing his fingers along the slit - quietly sighing.

"Not even she's happy to see me.. This isn't like you.."

He quietly said before spreading you open with his fingers, spitting on your cunt to let the spit pour down it. You could feel it, cringing really bad as you whimpered and cried. Potentially having your first with your father? That didn't sound ideal at all. You didn't want that.. So you fought, even with it being difficult.

"D..daddy.. N..no..No please.. You can't-"

"Shutup.. Let me have this... I need you to love me again."

He's prodding the tip of his cock along your barely wet hole. Saliva was there but that wasn't really much at all. You still weren't turned on by any of this to begin with.

"Need you to be.. You. Not your mother."

He moved one hand along your neck and the other on your thigh while he was in between your legs. You kept squirming and all, but you knew it was futile. Nothing was gonna work and he was gonna have his way with you whether you liked it or not. It wasn't supposed to be this way, it made your stomach twist bad. Seeing your drunk, visibly pissed father above you with his cock prodded along your entrance left you uneasy but you had to suck it up. Unfortunately.

Soon enough, he's slowly pressing his cock into you, groaning quietly from your extreme tightness. Again, you were dry with the saliva barely doing the job but he loved the feeling of your insides. You on the other hand, you felt awful. You felt the stinging pain and the pressure he added just to get his cock inside of you — But eventually he had gotten all of it inside, burying deep into you while panting and grunting above you. Then.. There it was, blood. He noticed something wet, gazing down and pulled out for a second to see some blood pouring out of you along with it coating his cock.

Normally, he'd freak out but seeing this now and realizing you'd be wet. He took the chance almost immediately.

"I'm your first? ..Ah.."

He murmured suddenly sliding back into you with ease — using your blood as lube while rocking his hips back and forth. You hated every second of it, you wanted it to end but you started to slowly falter on fighting. Laying there beneath him, feeling his fingertips on the side of your neck, brushing at the skin as he thrusted at a slow pace. But the impact was rough. He didn't even give you the time to adjust or anything, he just went for it.

"L..Leon.."

You didn't dare to call him "dad" or "daddy", you just saw him as 'Leon' during this. Not your 'dad'. He gazed down, eyes darkening when he saw you - All bruised in the face, teary eyed and body aching from the pain. He grunts, thrusting rougher now from your words. He didn't seem to like that either though, moving his hand from your neck and smacked you once again.

"Call me by what I am.."

"..I-"

"Sweetheart.."

He growls, cupping your face again while picking up the pace with his thrusts. He was getting more aggressive with you and your fragile body, nearly bruising your poor cervix from how deep he shoved himself in. He made sure to be balls deep in you, feeling your warmth, your wetness and more. He reveled in it, staring right into your eyes.

"D..daddy.."

You managed to slip that out, wincing from the tip constantly prodding along your cervix, over and over again. You were a mess, just crying instead of moaning but he was so busy enjoying your warmth. He couldn't stop himself at all even with you wanting it to end.

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Ringing. Just more ringing.. You have no idea how long it's been while you were now laid out on your tummy. On the floor where blood was splattered everywhere and along your face. You had managed to pull away earlier but he tossed you to the ground, grabbed a handful of your hair and kept pushing your head down on the floor till your face bruised up more. You were certain you passed out from it and he violated you that whole time, probably not even noticing you were blanked out. But regardless of that — In the present setting though, you were drooling with your broken moans slipping out.

"So much better than your mother. You know how to keep a man satisfied unlike her.."

He sighs quietly, slowly slipping out of you for a moment. Dried blood and liquids were on your inner thighs while you leaked with your own fluids. He had his limits, he was getting old.. So it was a little straining when he held his climax back for such a long period of time. The man was getting old after all.

He pumped his cock a bit over your shaken figure and groaned, letting his cum spurt out in ropes over your ass cheeks. You felt gross by the end of it but for him? He still didn't quite feel anything but satisfaction.

"I love you..."

He muttered, leaning over you and pulled the hair from over your face. You didn't say anything for a while, still recovering from the shock you have had the past couple of hours as you glance at him with swollen eyes. Silence lingered and at some point he felt a strain on his chest when he watched you quietly. That satisfaction from earlier didn't last at all. He had a uneasy expression plastered on his face, staring down at you with tears in his eyes now.

"I didn't mean to hurt you.."

He continues speaking, pulling you upwards against him in a warm embrace. You didn't have any room to speak to him and when he had you pulled up, you winced in pain from the movement. He did so much to you in one night, your body was too sore and broken down.

He stared down at you, seeing you slowly hug him back. You hated him for everything he did but his warmth and embrace was all you could really get as 'comfort'. You held onto him weakly, still not saying a word — You had nothing to say at all. You wanted nothing more but that silence you always hated.

You regretted ever admitting the choices you made that day. You should've kept your mouth shut. But the damage was already done, you couldn't do nothing more but lay there in his arms with tears streaming from your eyes which started to sting more than it already was.

"Love you, my angel...."

He repeats again, burying his face in your hair on the top of your head while his embrace tightened with you in it. You just kept still with your eyes wide open before you managed to quietly respond back.

"Love you too, dad..."

You put the idea in his head and you were the only one to blame for him acting this way.

It's your fault. Angel.

I think Im done! ZOMBIE SANEMI YEEEEEEEESSSS MY BELOVED GRRR

He is my religion…. Anyways this is fanart for @sassysaxsolo ‘s Zombie Sanemi fic, I am literally IN LOVE with him, he lives rent free in my head purrr. Check her stuff out, its really finger licking good!