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! For Weskennedy Week Day 1: Hurt/comfort ! @weskennedyblog

Rating: Explicit

Summary:

Battered and bleeding Wesker drags herself back to apartment, only to find Leon there waiting for her, and eager to be of service.

🔥Day 3 is here! 🔥

Which means it's time for Wesker & Leon to be either "temporary allies" or in "handcuffs"

Or perhaps both 🕶️

Weskennedy Week Day 3: Temporary Allies + Handcuffs (NSFW) - Read on AO3

“Straight to business, huh? I was hoping for some foreplay.” Leon teased with a purse of his lips, raising a brow as Wesker’s head immediately pivoted to look at him. Leon was staring at him with his arms folded across his chest, in one of those compression t-shirts that he knew Wesker liked on him. Predictably, his attention went to his toned arms; Leon smirked. He could feel his eyes on him, even through the sunglasses. They really did very little to conceal anything about him now that they’d become so close.   “Really? Hmm,” Wesker drawled, the side of his mouth quirking up in a smug grin as Leon paced towards him with an affirmative hum. “I suppose I could make some room in my schedule for you in the near future…” He purred, spinning on his heel to face him and arching a brow. Leon continued to close the distance between them until both of their unbound chests pushed against one another’s. Wesker tilted his head down so that Leon could run the tip of his nose over the bridge of his own, gently urging his sunglasses down from their position. Albert purred as Leon watched the playful bat of his blonde eyelashes behind his lowered glasses. Lethal red eyes stared at him behind the soft follicles. Leon licked his own lips as their eyes met. They hadn’t touched one another, but half of the fun was in the buildup. The banter, the wit. The gentle humor and heated gazes… It never mattered if they saw each other often, or for long periods of time when they were together. Neither of them had entered this… whatever they were with any kind of delusion of normalcy. 

Day three for Weskennedy Week 2024, yippee! Another thank you to the host @weskennedyblog! ^_^ i hope you enjoy if you read!! <33333

Look at them!!!

Quick wesker doodle with a lil something extra…

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Weskennedy Week Day 1: Hurt/Comfort + Stalking (NSFW) - Read on AO3

“Nobody’s pitching anything to me, drinking synthetic blood is the right thing to do.” Leon snapped. “Like I said, I don’t want to feed on-” His nostrils flared, blue irises being swallowed by blown, black pupils.  Wesker had reached beside himself, found a jagged piece of wood and gashed the middle of his inner forearm with it, giving little more than a mildly-inconvenienced-sounding grunt. Leon watched the blood slowly seep from the wound, dark red and everything he wanted. He was keenly unaware of the amused expression on the now-injured party’s face as he watched the vampire lean closer to the cut, creeping to it like a predator about to strike. Wesker felt his skin prickle with gooseflesh at the power he held over this young vampire. Leon lost himself momentarily to his instinct, lunging at the delicious blood, his lips inches from his precious life force before he was abruptly stopped in his tracks by Wesker’s free hand grasping the erection in Leon’s jeans. His smile grew. “This indicates otherwise.” He purred, his hot breath washing over Leon’s scalp.

Day one of Weskennedy Week 2024, hosted by the kindly @weskennedyblog! ^_^ i hope you enjoy if you read!! <33333

Flutters eyelashes innocently

Weskennedy Week Day 2: R.P.D. + Cockwarming (NSFW) - Read on AO3

“Thought you were off today…” Leon yawned against his naked shoulderblades, nestling himself closer to the captain. His arms snaked around his bedmate’s thick waist, drawing him closer to him and away from the edge of the bed. Wesker smirked as he let himself be dragged across the full-size mattress, letting out a defeated sigh. “I’m supposed to be.” “A captain’s work is never done,” Leon mused sagely, his warm mouth pressing kisses against his favorite moles and freckles adorning Wesker’s back. A hand rubbed gently over his stomach, the edge of Leon’s pinky finger brushing against the start of the captain’s bush. The other hand rubbed tenderly at his flank, bracing Wesker’s heavy breasts against Leon’s forearm. He was thoroughly tangled up in him. Wesker purred, his chest puffing out in a drowsy exhale. He hooked a leg with Leon’s, whose legs wrapped around it instantly in return. He smirked.

Day two for Weskennedy Week 2024, hosted by the lovely @weskennedyblog! ^_^ i hope you enjoy if you read!! <33333