𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝑲𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅𝒚| ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 2

There's No One Else| Smut

AN: This one's loosely based on the Death Island movie♡
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"LEON!" I shout, racing forwards with Rebecca behind me with the vaccines. I immediately kneel beside him, scanning his pale face and trembled breaths. "Fuck, you don't look so good."

"Can't say the same about you honey." Leon begins to chuckle, but winces and ends up scrunching up his eyebrows in pain. I grab one of his hands, clutching it to my chest as Rebecca finally grabs the vaccines, and injects Leon with the cure. I squeeze his hand, relief flooding through me as he begins to squeeze back, his colour already beginning to return.

"You're not gonna die on me, are you?" I ask teasingly, but it comes out as a sob as Leon shakes his head and leans forward to wrap his arms around me.

"Not today, and hopefully not for a while." He murmurs, rubbing my back soothingly.

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That night I'm still on edge. From almost loosing Leon I'm in a constant state of anxiety, he's doing so much better and even the medics assured me he's okay, but that doesn't quell the feelings of coming so close to him leaving me forever.

"Hey," Leon softly says, coaxing me out of my own thoughts, "Don't do that. Don't keep thinking what could've happened, because I'm fine, and you're fine."

I nod, stepping away from the window of our apartment. As Leon wraps his arms around me from behind, his lips find my bare shoulder as he gently trails kisses up to my neck. "Leon, you know there's no one else right? If...if anything happened to you I don't think I could ever love someone again."

Leon freezes, pulling back only to turn me around so I'm facing him. He leans down to my eye level, frowning as he searches my face. "There isn't ever gonna be anyone else because I'm not planning to leave you Y/N. You've given me a reason to fight harder than before, and I'm always coming home to you. Always."

Tears fill my eyes as I reach onto my toes to kiss him, but what I thought would be a soft kiss in the moonlight turns out to be a searing kiss under the stars. Leon picks me up with ease, already unclasping my bra. Since we'd only come home around two hours ago we'd only just finished showering, eating and barely getting ready for bed, with both of us just opting to sleep in the bare minimum.

"Shit," Leon groans when my breasts are free, my hardened nipples scrape against his bare chest, "You're so perfect to me, I'm so lucky to have you." He gently sets me on the bed, only taking the time to pull down my underwear ans strip his own off before he's hovering above me, grabbing my wrists and pinning them above my head with one hand as his other slips down to my entrance. I gasp as he slips a finger inside, testing to see if I'm ready for him.

"Leon, please. I just want to be close to you." I whimper. He nods, kissing me deeply just as he finally slides inside to the hilt, drawing a deep cry from me as I wrap my legs around him. Our fingers lace together above my head as he begins to move, his forehead presses to mine as he pulls almost all the way out before sliding back in again. There's hardly a single inch between us as he fucks me.

Our breathing speeds up as if in sync as Leon moves his mouth lower, lips finding my nipple and sucking as I fall apart with the mix of pleasure and pain. Leon wasn't far behind, now grabbing the headboard with one hand as he speeds his pace up to chase after his own release. It comes seconds later, his deep groans vibrate as I arch my back, desperate to stay close to him.

"It's okay," Leon breathlessly murmurs, slowly easing his grip away from the bed and instead cupping my tear stained cheek, "I promise we're in this life together. 'Til death do us part?" He asks. My brows knit together as he pulls out and rolls to his side of the bed, his hand slips under the mattress to retrieve a small black box.

I sit up, wide eyed as he grins and opens it to reveal a ring. "What do you say? Wanna be Mrs Kennedy?"

A laugh bubbles out of me as I nod, holding out my hand as he slips the ring onto my finger. Immediately after I tackle him in a hug, burying my face into his neck as he chuckles and holds me close. "Y/N Kennedy, sounds perfect." I whisper.

"Yeah, I've been thinking the same for a while too."

I whack his shoulder playfully until he gives me that look, and seconds later he's thrusting into me again, holding me up as he grabs my waist, my hands on his chest and the ring glinting in the streak of moonlight.