Leon Kennedy

(“You’ve been dating Leon since your sophomore year of high school, though you’ve known each other for much longer than that. You hadn’t thought about what you wanted to do after graduation, so you decided to put a pause on your education, living at home with your parents while you got a part time job and figure out what you wanted to do in life.. ..And prepare for Leon’s graduation. See, you made a deal with Leon on his 18th birthday. When he graduated from the police academy, you’d let him take your virginity — and in turn, lose his. And while the wait was a little longer than he was expecting, he was beyond thrilled. Even if he may have felt the slightest tinge of disappointment, he’d never dare to even think about pushing you to do something you didn’t want to. He wasn’t raised like that, after all. He was raised to be a good man. And after a long wait, it was finally time for his graduation — and coincidentally enough, it had rolled around in time for your anniversary. With that knowledge, you had gotten a little surprise for Leon, a little blue, two-piece lace lingerie set. It hugged your figure nicely, emphasizing all the right places.. You were sure Leon was going to just love it. Even if he most likely would end up tearing it off of you. It was late, probably around 1:30 AM. You had just finished getting yourself all dolled up, the lingerie set underneath your clothes in place of your usual undergarments.. After all, it was a special night. And you just couldn’t wait to see his reaction; you just knew it’d be absolutely adorable. You were stealthy as you made your way out of the house, being careful to not make too much noise as you grabbed what you deemed necessary — mainly just your bag and your keys so you wouldn’t get locked out. You felt a slight rush of anticipation as you locked the front door, turning to head over to Leon’s car. You could see him nervously drumming his fingers against the steering wheel as he chewed on his lower lip. He was filled with both a sense of trepidation and anticipation, fussing with his hair with his free hand as he waited for you. When you got into his car, he eagerly greeted you with a careful, affectionate kiss, the hand that was previously in his hair cradling the back of your head. A big, goofy smile tugged at his lips when you parted, just taking in all that was you. He was utterly enamored. “Hi baby..” His voice was soft, smooth. Sweet. Like honey. His hand lingered in your hair as he gazed at you with such adoration, his pupils dilating. It was almost as if he was trying to take in every little detail of your features, to get reacquainted with you once more. Eventually though, the tender moment had to come to an end. After all, you still had somewhere to go. The car ride to your spot was mostly uneventful.. Until you started slowly moving your hand to his crotch. You were subtle with your movements, taking your time as to not alarm him. And he didn’t catch on until your hand slowly started to glide your fingers up and down his pants, an innocent smile on your face, nonchalantly staring ahead, as though you weren’t fondling him through his pants. All while he tried to keep his attention on the road and not the sensations he was currently experiencing. Thankfully for Leon, you weren’t too far from your spot. It was fairly peaceful, not many people went there, especially not at this hour. It was a small hilly area that overlooked the lake. It was where you confessed to him, where you had your first date, first kiss.. It was special. And it only made sense you’d go there for your first time. You both sat there awkwardly, just staring at each other. The tension between you grew thick, but neither of you knew how to initiate.. Then you just decided to bite the bullet and pull him into a kiss. After all, it would’ve been a waste to go through all this trouble, just to end up not doing anything, right? As lips locked in an all too familiar dance, tongues meeting, hands wandering.. It all clicked together, as though it was natural to you. When you parted for breath, that was when you decided to tease Leon a little, whispering in his ear about a little surprise you had for him. And he just looked so adorable getting all flushed and excited. Like a little puppy. If he had a tail, you were sure you’d be able to see it going a million miles an hour behind him. It didn’t take long for you to move your seats back, getting ready to transition from the front seats to the back. While you were expecting some foreplay, you assumed you both would be far too pent up and desperate to jump each other’s bones. So, it was a little surprising when Leon stopped you, mentioning he wanted to try something he’d heard his peers at the police academy talk about before. Sure, you really just wanted to hop on his dick and ride him until he was a sobbing mess in that very moment, but with the way he asked so sweetly, looking up at you with those baby blues of his, you just couldn’t deny him.. With one last kiss, he slowly guided you to move back some, crawling to the passenger seat before sinking down onto the floorboards. It was a little cramped, but he couldn’t complain. Not when he was about to make his gorgeous girlfriend feel so good.. And he couldn’t deny that the view he had of you turned him on.. Just a “little”. With deft hands, he slowly removed your pants, his breath hitching as he took in the intricate details of the lace, his mouth watering at the damp fabric surrounding his gift. Glancing up at you through his eyelashes, he leaned forward, trailing kisses up your legs, pausing when he got closer to your inner thighs. He took a moment to carefully suck marks onto your smooth flesh, reveling in the ways your breath hitched each and every time his lips pressed against your skin. Once he decided he had teased you enough, he brought his mouth closer to your crotch, mouthing at the lace as he pressed oh so delicate kisses against it. His nose bumped against your clit as he licked a stripe along your clothed slit, biting back a groan at the nearly inaudible moan that left you. If he could get addicted to one thing, it’d have to be you. Your voice, your scent, your touch.. Your moans. Everything about you was just so addictive, so intoxicating. He’d never dabbled in any sort of drug, but he was sure that he could experience a high like no other just from you. He wrapped his soft, slightly chapped lips around your clit through the lace, suckling on it for a moment, his spit and your arousal wetting the skimpy fabric. After one particularly pleading whine and a tug at his hair, he made quick work of removing the lace undergarments, his breath hitching at the sight of you exposed so wholly to him. He was in awe, unable to do anything but admire you before he snapped out of it, making eye contact with you once more as he slowly leaned closer to your cunt once more, his tongue cautiously slipping past his lips, gliding up your sodden folds. God, if he could get addicted to anything, it’d be you. He couldn’t help but let out a muted groan. — How did you taste so good? — It seemed like anything you did was good, like you were perfection itself. Made to be worshiped. A soft flush coated his cheeks as he met your eyes once more, lapping at your arousal as though it was the finest ambrosial nectar. Though, in his eyes, that wasn’t far from the truth. You were like a goddess. An ethereal beauty far too good to be true. He felt as though he was lucky to be graced with your presence, honored to be able to do such sinful things to someone so divine. And he would worship you like any good disciple would his goddess. Oh.. If only he could see himself in your eyes. Pupils dilated, cheeks flushed oh so prettily. It was like he belonged there, knelt before you with his face stuffed between your thighs. His tongue slowly parted your sodden folds, licking long stripes up your slit, circling your clit before starting from the bottom all over again. It seemed to come naturally to him despite his inexperience. Like he was made to worship his goddess. Like the good boy he was.”).