He is Real

Chapter 36

Warnings: Lemon, Gore, Language

*Author's Note: I'm debating whether or not I'm going to put up to chapter forty or something today. I'm not going anywhere right now, so maybe I'll put up to chapter forty? Oh yeah, and I got DS's permission to put up the Devil May Cry story, if anyone wants to read it! She said she might take it off quizilla soon, so I guess I gotta hurry and put it up here.

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Leon continued to hold you down as Pongo licked your face. You writhed in Leon's grip, trying to loosen his hands from your wrists, but he was much too strong. You let out a groan of frustration, hearing laughter come from little Emily as she watched. "Okay, guys this isn't fun anymore!" you choked out, again letting out a moan of frustration. Leon chuckled and slowly let go of your wrists and pulled Pongo away. You laid on the ground, breathing softly as you began wiping off the drool from your face, "Ugh..." You heard Emily giggle once more before leaning down with a smile.

"I think Pongo likes you," she remarked. You lightly laughed.

"You think?" you replied with a smirk, and slowly began to sit up. Leon grinned and lent a hand. Hesitantly, you took it, and he helped you up. You brushed yourself off. "So, what have you been doing before this?" you asked Leon, gazing up at him.

"Finding us a room to sleep in for the night," he replied, pointing to the open doorway with his thumb. You nodded your head.

"It would be a good idea to change the sheets of the bed with some clean ones, to be on the safe side. You know what? I might as well do that now," you turned to Emily, "want to help me?"

"Okay!" she said excitedly, grabbing your hand and pulling you along with her. You grabbed Leon's hand, dragging him with you.

"You can help, too," you stated and grinned at him innocently. He shrugged and followed with, lacing his fingers with yours. It was freaky, but the four of you, holding each other's hands like this made the image of a perfect family. You wondered how long things would stay like this. It was too quiet in this town for not even one attack to emerge. Perhaps Rivera had important business to attend, but how important was it to avoid killing the four of you? You were still danger of disrupting her plans, and yet, she ignored you like another fly on the wall. You wanted to shrug it off, try to enjoy your safety until it lasts but it was difficult.

"We can go to my grandmama's house, she has extra sheets," Emily informed, letting go of your hand and running her way to the door, Pongo running after her. You and Leon walked along, following her as she opened the door. Leon held the door for you as you stepped in, only glancing at Emily when she just ran upstairs. You laid your hand on the stair rail, brushing your fingertips on the hard oak wood as you slowly took your steps upstairs. Each creak was heard on each step, making you cringe at the annoyance. You could hear Leon's foot steps behind you, following you into a narrow hall. The white paint on the walls was chipping off, indicating the house was aging.

"Emily?" you called out, beginning to get lost in the sudden unrecognizable place. You looked back at Leon with a cocked up brow. "Where'd she go?" you asked him, thinking me might have the answer.

"I don't know," he replied ironically. You sighed and walked your way slowly down the hall, the silence lingering the air as you footsteps echoed along with the creaks. You kept your gaze on the door ahead, a long white door to the left; it was slightly open, inviting you to enter. But you hesitantly moved forward.

"Emily?" you called out slowly as you slightly opened the door. This place was beginning to freak you out. How was it suddenly silent? Not even the tapping nails of the dog were heard on the wooden floor. You breathed in sharply, trying to convince yourself it was nothing you should be afraid of. Pongo was probably sitting somewhere along with Emily, or they were playing a little prank at your expense. You shook your head, ridding of your thoughts and peered your head through the door.

"Hi!" you jumped back at the sudden voice, bumping your back into Leon. You starred with wide eyes at the smiling Emily who stood at the doorway with an innocent smile. You were holding your hand to your chest, feeling your heartbeat continue to beat in a rapid rhythm. Your breathing had become rigid at the surprise Emily had in stored for you.

"Emily, you scared me," you finally said, closing your eyes for a moment then opening them. She frowned.

"I sorry, I didn't know, I didn't mean to scare you," she replied. You smiled softly to her, forgiveness overcoming you.

"It's okay, sweety, just don't sneak up on me like that, all right?" She nodded her head and ran back into the room.

"Are you okay?" Leon whispered lightly in your ear, placing his hands on your hips as you leaned against him--still trying to calm yourself.

"I just...wasn't expecting that. I don't do well with quiet places," you remarked and shook your head, "never mind, I'm just still paranoid." You turned to him with a smile in order to reassure him. His gaze softened, taking your hand in his as he leaned down, pressing his lips gently against yours. He lingered on your lips for a split moment before parting, holding your hand and pulling you with him as you made your way into the room Emily had just ran in. Emily had already got herself busy, raiding through the many things in a small square closet to the far right corner of the rectangular room. "Is this your room?" you asked Emily.

"No, this is my grandmama's room, all the bed sheets are in her closet," she answered, keeping her view inside the closet.

"Let us help you," Leon spoke up, walking towards the closet. Emily stood up, holding folded white sheets in her arms as she turned to the two of you.

"Here," she said, walking in front of you and handing out the sheets. You let go of Leon's hand to bend down, grinning at her as you took the white pile.

"Thank you, honey," you said, looking over the fabric, counting the amount of layers given. "Um, sweety, you only got four, we need one more for you," you remarked. She shook her head.

"I not sleeping with you guys, I want to sleep here." You gazed at her sadly.

"Are you sure? I mean, you'll be all alone here and-"

"I won't be alone, I have Pongo!" she assured. You opened your mouth to object when you felt Leon's hand on your shoulder. You looked up at him.

"Maybe she feels more comfortable sleeping here?" he suggested. Hesitantly you nodded your head and looked back to Emily.

"If you need anything, you'll knock on our door, okay?" you told her. She nodded her head. "All right, c'mon, you said you'd help me with these sheets," you stood up, taking Emily's hand.

"You want me to carry those?" Leon asked you, seeing you struggling with carrying the sheets with just a hand. You shook your head, yet Leon only ignored you and took the sheet from your hands. You narrowed your eyes playfully at his stubbornness and followed him as he walked out the door. You sighed and looked down to Emily, smiling tenderly towards her slender face.

"Do you know how to make a bed?" you asked her, waiting patiently for her soft voice. She tilted her head, starring at you for a moment before shaking her head. Her eyes then lit up.

"Are you going to teach me?" she asked hopefully, making you laugh.

"Yes, that and maybe if you'd like, I could teach you some Portuguese words, too. That way you'll be able to speak to your parents all in Portuguese, you'll impress them," you spoke. She smiled widely.

"They'll be so proud of me," she said with excitement and began skipping her way down the hall. You walked by her side, following Leon as he walked his way down the stairs, balancing the sheets in one hand as he opened the front door, holding it for the two of you, and including the dog. Emily let go of your hand and ran her way outside, twirling in a circle a few times.

"She's a sweet girl," you whispered to Leon.

"Yeah," he replied, "c'mon, I'll show you the rooms." You nodded your head and followed him as he led the way back to the motel.

"How are the rooms?" you asked.

"Luis was able to find the keys for three rooms. One of the rooms has two beds while the other two have each just one. The rooms aren't side to side. I think it's best if Jessica and you sleep in the two bedded room."

"Why do you get to have the room with just one bed," you remarked childishly, smirking at him. He grinned.

"Unless you'd like to join me?" he suggested. You stopped walking and starred at him uncertain and he only chuckled. "I was kidding. I just thought you two would feel comfortable and safer together," he stated.

"Too bad, I was hoping for the big strong hero, Leon Kennedy, to be sleeping by my side," you replied, smirking at him.

He stopped walking himself, gazing at you with a look of question. "I'm only joking, besides, you'll probably hog the bed anyway," you added.

"And what makes you say that?" he asked, playfully grinning with amusement. He took a step forward towards you.

"Your buffer and bigger then me, and the bed is probably small," you answered.

"You could always sleep on top of me," he remarked. 'Hm, someone is getting a little too playful,' you thought, still smiling towards him.

"Or you could just sleep on the floor while I take the bed," you said. He let out a short laugh before leaning towards you, planting a gentle kiss on your lips. In moments, it became deeper as he lifted his free hand to hold the back of your neck.

You slowly wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling as his tongue began to graze your bottom lip. Hesitantly you parted your lips, invited him in as he let his tongue slip into your mouth. You could hear the drop of the bed sheets Leon was holding then the feeling of his arms wrapping around your waist. You clashed your tongue against his, fighting for dominance. After the little war, he slowly parted from you, resting his forehead on yours.

"You're a good kisser," you remarked, both of you began to silently laugh, loving the moment of no stress, no frustration, and no worry.

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*Author's Note: Hmm, so I'm gonna have to balance my time with putting up the RE4 Story, and a DMC? Ah, I'll manage, I just hope people read it. Also, I'm looking at the chapters for this thing, and there are a few bonus chapters, one being lemon with Jessica and Luis. Just so you know, and it means there are a few more than fifty chapters in the series, here.

This kiss in here was epic! I loved it, as I'm sure all of you did, too!