A Pleasing Surprise
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+M through R › Resident Evil
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
4,698
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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A Pleasing Suprise
A/N: This is pointless smut inspired by a pic I saw on DeviantArt. It's not even that good, because I was sleep-deprived while writing it. Make of this what you will.
******
"Unh! Billy! Faster!"
Leon Kennedy was in heaven. For the moment, heaven was located under the convicted felon he'd tracked for months.
Now, granted, when he'd been given the assignment to locate the killer of many innocent people, he'd never have dreamed that the murderer would end up on top of him, groaning as he slammed his cock into Leon's ass repeatedly. No, that had been a fairly...recent development.
To be fair, he knew now that the man was no killer. But by the time the exonerating evidence had been uncovered, the man had already been in prison. It was, to say the least, fairly embarrassing. After Billy had been released, Leon had gone to the hotel where the former convict was staying and tired to apologize.
Billy's first act was to punch Leon in the jaw. The second had been to kiss him. Quite a shock, to put it mildly. Leon had of course protested. Of course, when Billy removed his pants, the protests quickly turned to pleas for more. The older man was happy to oblige. Rough touches soon gave way to long, torturous strokes, and Leon had been reduced to begging Billy to fuck him.
It didn't take more than a few seconds of that to make Billy comply. The older man had slicked up his fingers, probing and stretching, until he had found that certain spot and Leon stopped caring how much it hurt. Billy had leaned down and whispered into his ear "I think you've earned a little pain."
And Leon had, yes yes, a thousand times yes, and he didn't hesitate to agree, not even when he felt the convict press against his entrance, and oh god it hurts but don't you dare stop or so help me god I'll shoot you where you stand! And Billy had just laughed and started moving at what must surely be the slowest speed anyone's ever done anything, and I swear if you don't pick up the pace I will strangle you my bare fucking hands!
Finally, after what seemed like hours (really couldn't have been more than half a minute, but then again Leon's very impatient), Billy had started to really move, and goddamit if that wasn't just the best feeling in the whole motherfucking universe, but as soon as Leon started really enjoying that bastard Billy went and slowed down again, and Leon just wasn't having any of that, and so he used a an old trick he learned in training to flip them over, while still maintaining the fuck. (Sgt. Mulcahy would certainly be surprised to learn what use his skills were being put to)
The effect was two-fold. For one, the surprised, aroused look on Billy's face was one of the biggest turn-ons Leon had ever had. Second, the angle had changed and now Billy's cock was hitting his prostate like a goddamn bullseye!
"Mmmm," Billy moaned, the blood pounding in his ears, his dick pounding in Leon, "Kennedy, you're a fucking animal..."
Which brings us to the present time, with Leon riding Billy like there was no tomorrow.
Leon placed his hands on Billy's muscular chest, teasing the nipples and enjoying the surprised and excited moan he got in return. Leon began to moan as Billy grabbed his hips and started driving up into him wildly, delighting in the sensations as he rode the man he'd put in prison.
It was one, two, finally three jabs to his sweet spot in rapid succession that had Leon screaming, tightening his inner muscles as he came over the former convict's stomach. This motivated Billy to grab his hips with bruising force, slamming up, up, up, and shooting deep inside the FBI agent.
Leon continued to ride him weakly as they rode out their climaxes, after which Leon collapsed onto Billy's sweaty chest, playing idly with one still-sensitive nipple.
"You know, I was honestly expecting you to kick my ass when I came to apologize."
"Surprised, were you?"
"Yes, quite a pleasant surprise."
******
"Unh! Billy! Faster!"
Leon Kennedy was in heaven. For the moment, heaven was located under the convicted felon he'd tracked for months.
Now, granted, when he'd been given the assignment to locate the killer of many innocent people, he'd never have dreamed that the murderer would end up on top of him, groaning as he slammed his cock into Leon's ass repeatedly. No, that had been a fairly...recent development.
To be fair, he knew now that the man was no killer. But by the time the exonerating evidence had been uncovered, the man had already been in prison. It was, to say the least, fairly embarrassing. After Billy had been released, Leon had gone to the hotel where the former convict was staying and tired to apologize.
Billy's first act was to punch Leon in the jaw. The second had been to kiss him. Quite a shock, to put it mildly. Leon had of course protested. Of course, when Billy removed his pants, the protests quickly turned to pleas for more. The older man was happy to oblige. Rough touches soon gave way to long, torturous strokes, and Leon had been reduced to begging Billy to fuck him.
It didn't take more than a few seconds of that to make Billy comply. The older man had slicked up his fingers, probing and stretching, until he had found that certain spot and Leon stopped caring how much it hurt. Billy had leaned down and whispered into his ear "I think you've earned a little pain."
And Leon had, yes yes, a thousand times yes, and he didn't hesitate to agree, not even when he felt the convict press against his entrance, and oh god it hurts but don't you dare stop or so help me god I'll shoot you where you stand! And Billy had just laughed and started moving at what must surely be the slowest speed anyone's ever done anything, and I swear if you don't pick up the pace I will strangle you my bare fucking hands!
Finally, after what seemed like hours (really couldn't have been more than half a minute, but then again Leon's very impatient), Billy had started to really move, and goddamit if that wasn't just the best feeling in the whole motherfucking universe, but as soon as Leon started really enjoying that bastard Billy went and slowed down again, and Leon just wasn't having any of that, and so he used a an old trick he learned in training to flip them over, while still maintaining the fuck. (Sgt. Mulcahy would certainly be surprised to learn what use his skills were being put to)
The effect was two-fold. For one, the surprised, aroused look on Billy's face was one of the biggest turn-ons Leon had ever had. Second, the angle had changed and now Billy's cock was hitting his prostate like a goddamn bullseye!
"Mmmm," Billy moaned, the blood pounding in his ears, his dick pounding in Leon, "Kennedy, you're a fucking animal..."
Which brings us to the present time, with Leon riding Billy like there was no tomorrow.
Leon placed his hands on Billy's muscular chest, teasing the nipples and enjoying the surprised and excited moan he got in return. Leon began to moan as Billy grabbed his hips and started driving up into him wildly, delighting in the sensations as he rode the man he'd put in prison.
It was one, two, finally three jabs to his sweet spot in rapid succession that had Leon screaming, tightening his inner muscles as he came over the former convict's stomach. This motivated Billy to grab his hips with bruising force, slamming up, up, up, and shooting deep inside the FBI agent.
Leon continued to ride him weakly as they rode out their climaxes, after which Leon collapsed onto Billy's sweaty chest, playing idly with one still-sensitive nipple.
"You know, I was honestly expecting you to kick my ass when I came to apologize."
"Surprised, were you?"
"Yes, quite a pleasant surprise."