Here's the smut! Not too intense but goddamn if you don't think Leon is an absolute bottom, you are so wrong lollll

Chapter Three:

It took about an hour for the duo to sort the whole situation out. While Veronica typed out what had happened on the computer, Leon had called HQ to tell them in his own words. Once she was done, he added his own small entry for his point of view before sending it via email.

Luckily for them, that was all HQ needed for the night as there didn't seem to be any real threat for a while. That's if they went by the tip they were given. They were told that security would go out sometime the following day to watch over them for the next few weeks just in case. At least till they had moved. They were ok with that as long as Leon didn't have to leave anytime soon.

Drained from all of the drama and still hungry, they finally sat down to eat dinner together. Veronica quickly warmed up the pasta since it had gotten cold, but once they were eating, they didn't care much. They were too hungry and it tasted fine all the same. As they ate, they talked about everything; from the details of Leon's recent mission to discussing more about the Ada issue. They had some serious catching up to do.

They must have sat there talking for what seemed like hours, but they were not complaining as long as they were together. Not that it really mattered when you're talking about some quality characteristics of South America. Veronica loved to listen as Leon described in great detail about the culture there. He only touched on the details of his mission, but not by much since they wanted to keep the mood light.

When they were done, they lounged on the couch with their slightly melted ice cream and a refill of their drinks. They made an agreement from there on, that serious conversation topics were done for that night. And with the possible B.O.W. attack coming in the future, they needed to spend what time they had left wisely till he would most likely be sent away.

Leon decided to set the mood with some music as they grew cuddlier against the couch cushions. They both couldn't help but sigh in contentment for having each other's company and the atmosphere only helped with that. Once he was comfortably back in his spot on the couch, he gently pulled his lover close. Their eyes met and Veronica couldn't help but reach over to cup his cheek, her thumb caressing the skin where his freckles lay.

"You sure you don't want to get some sleep, Leon? You look really tired," she whispered. She didn't want to spoil the mood, but the bags under his eyes still caught her attention.

"I'm sure," he replied while shaking his head. "I can sleep later, but for right now, I just want to spend time with you, Ms. 'soon to be Mrs. Kennedy'." She giggled and blushed at the name that was going to be hers very soon. It had a nice ring to it. Speaking of rings, he lifted the hand with the shiny diamond on her finger to look at and kiss.

"Well, my soon-to-be husband, I would love to do the same." He grinned after hearing that. "But I need to make sure you're ok first. You know I won't be mad if you want to sleep, right?"

"I know."

"We have plenty of time to-."

Before she could finish, he leaned over and pressed his lips to hers. She couldn't help but smile into it before kissing back. He tasted of strawberry ice cream with a hint of his whiskey and she found it addicting as she deepened it. The first few were sweet kisses that had them giggling like two new lovebirds, before slowly deepening into something a little more...sinful.

Grabbing at his shirt collar, she pulled him down along with her as she laid back against the couch pillows. Soon enough, they were all over each other, desperate hands touching whatever they could possibly reach and lips pressed together in heated kisses. Their drinks lay forgotten on the coffee table, dishes that they would clean up later. It would be there in the morning for them to deal with.

With Leon hovering just above her, Veronica let out a pleasured sigh against his lips at the feel of his body on hers. Normally she was on top, but she missed him too much to care. She reached up to tangle her fingers in his hair right as he gently licked along her bottom lip asking for entrance. Happily giving it, their tongues danced around each other before she sucked lightly on the tip of his, causing him to groan softly. His hips were pressed against hers in both a way that was desperately wanted but not enough.

She wound one of her legs around his waist to pull him closer, giving them both the friction that they wanted. He grunted at the delicious pressure the action gave, even if clothed and began grinding down against her. She couldn't help but whimper while trying to lift her hips to meet his. He wasn't fully hard yet but was getting there and to say she was just as bad was an understatement. If they weren't careful, they might end things too fast.

And that was not the plan for that night.

A hand of his glided down her side till it reached the hem of her dress, the fabric pooling at her thighs. He gently slid it under the fabric and up the side of her thigh stopping at her hip, his hand hot against her skin. She reached down to place her hand on his, keeping him there for a moment before maneuvering his fingers to hook on the fabric of her panties. She was already riled up, might as well get rid of them since they'll be gone for the rest of the night.

He didn't hesitate in following her orders by pulling them down and off her legs. Tossing them over his shoulder, he pulled away from her lips to kiss down her jawline then down her neck to suck nice purple splotches all across her skin. He was marking her as his, remaking the ones that had faded away while he was gone, and she loved it. No doubt his neck would have the same fate by the end of the night. She was his and his alone, and vice versa.

She bit her lip as she drowned in the pleasurable feeling, the heat inside of her quickly becoming unbearable. The feeling of the growing tent in his jeans would press down against her sometimes, but not enough to satisfy her cravings. But since the denim fabric was a little uncomfortable to touch such a bare sensitive part of her body, she would gladly wait till they were completely off to play.

Her hands gently traveled down his well-toned chest to the hem of his shirt, tugging on the fabric to get it off. She could feel him smirk against her skin before pulling away to quickly slip the shirt off to join her discarded underwear. With his torso bare, she couldn't help but drag her fingers across his sculpted muscles. Out of everything that he did for work, this was one of the best things that they both got out of it. He did a lot to keep it this way, even though it was already nice, to begin with.

Veronica had a fleeting moment of remembering the first time they did something heated like this. It was back at that dingy motel on the side of the highway, a day after surviving Raccoon City. It was a lovely night, despite the nightmares, but it was very innocent compared to what they've done since then and what they're about to do now. She learned a lot of things about her knight in shining armor.

But regardless of that, she remembered his body. Leaner than he was now, but still toned in ways that a rookie cop needed to be. She honestly didn't know which version of him she liked more. He was just perfect. And considering how good he made her feel, it didn't even really matter.

Her fingers lingered around the scar on his shoulder. She still winced when she touched it, having clearly remembered watching him take that bullet for Ada. It was red for weeks as he healed up from both the wound itself and the infection it got from the sewers.

Her own scars didn't fare any better. The number of medications that they were on for that first month out was crazy. Sometimes she would catch him in the mirror staring at it. Clearly, it still bothered him to see it, while other times he treated it like an important battle scar. Whenever she could, she would remind him that it was.

Regardless, she would always give it a kiss when it came into view. Now was no exception. She quickly leaned up to press a soft kiss against it before lying back down, and he let her. He knew her little ritual all too well. If anything, he would often do the same whenever he got the chance to see her own battle scars. Thought that wasn't often since her scars were on her back. Pausing to look him over, she couldn't help but sigh happily at the sight of her handsome lover. He chuckled at her reaction and leaned down to peck her lips.

"Liking what you see?" he teased with a smirk. She giggled and nodded.

"I always do!"

"Good. I work out too hard for you not to!" She reached up to wrap her arms around his neck, pulling him a little closer. The tip of their noses touched as she hummed with a smile on her lips.

"Even if you didn't, I would still like it, because I like you!"

"I would hope so, but what if I grow old and fat?"

"Then I'll still like it, even if you grow old and fat." He grinned before kissing her sweetly. Once he pulled away, he leaned down to softly kiss along her jawline. "I'm so glad you're home, Leon. You have no idea how much I missed you," she whispered, her fingers playing with the ends of his hair.

"It's safe to say the feeling's mutual, my love," he replied, just as softly. "It feels like the missions get longer and longer."

Pulling back, he continued to kiss down her collar bone to her chest where he licked a stripe up her cleavage. Her shoulder straps had already fallen causing the dress to wilt and show off her lacy blue bra. The sight of it made him excited, but he wanted it out of the way.

He tugged it down with a finger hooked on the bridge by only an inch so that her breasts were not quite out in the open. Deciding to play a little, he sucked another bruise on the exposed skin of her left breast while his hand gently massaged the other. A whimper escaped her lips as he used the tip of his tongue to tease near the edge of her areola, but not dipping farther than that.

Instead, she watched him pull away to eagerly pass her breasts and continued down to her waist. She couldn't help but bite her lip in excitement while knowing full well what he was about to do. Even though they had time, they were growing desperate, not even bothering to be slow just yet. They both wanted to get this show on the road.

He glanced up to lock eyes with her for a moment before using his strong hands to push back her legs, revealing her sopping wet folds to him. She felt her cheeks flush at the exposure as she helped move the fabric of her dress away so that he could have better access.

A groan passed his lips at the sight of his fiancée below him. Long legs spread while eagerly awaiting his next move. The excited look in her eye as she watched him really did something to him.

Deciding to tease her some more, he began to leave wet kisses and gentle nips along the inside of her thighs instead of doing the one thing she wanted him to do. He would occasionally get closer to where he needed to be only to change to the other leg to do the same. The heat of his breath would get close enough to excite her but would be gone before she could respond.

She huffed in annoyance, hating but also loving this. It wasn't rare to let him be in control, but it was still enough to be both arousing and frustrating to watch him try. Plus, if he played his cards right, she would either reward him or punish him for it. And he knew that.

Finally giving in to the noises, he dove down and licked a long stripe up her lower lips, a small gasp leaving her mouth as he did so. Pleased by her reaction, he continued to work his magic along the wet folds with his tongue. When he found her clit, she moaned loudly, body jolting against the cushions. Her hands reached down to tangle in his hair and tug roughly at the base. The sound went straight to his dick, driving him to suck and lick eagerly.

"Oh Leon," she sighed in pleasure, her head tossed back in bliss.

He hummed lightly, vibrations against her clit driving her mad. Dropping one of his hands from her leg, he reached down to join his fingers with his tongue to circle around her entrance. Her slick was dripping down his chin with how soaked she was and by god, he loved it. He gently prodded a digit inside her causing her to mewl at the feeling. His fingers were thick, but despite how good they felt, she wanted more.

Pulling back from her core, he began kissing along her inner thighs again. He could feel them quivering in his hands. Looking down at him, she could see his face glistening with her juices and he wasn't even close to being done. His eyes held a hunger that made her shiver, but she loved it. He curled the finger in her before adding another to press against that spot inside her. She fell back against the pillows as he massaged it, white spots sitting asking her vision at the pleasure.

"Fuck. You're so wet and tight," he breathed before licking his lips. "You still taste so good. I could do this all night if you'd let me. Fuck, I missed you," he muttered before diving back in. Now, this was a treat! Leon was dirty talking and that means he meant business. She had to focus for a moment so as to not come too early because of it.

He knew it was a weakness of hers and it was telling by how she tightened around his fingers. He began thrusting them at a slightly faster pace, those digits expertly working her open. Looking up at her, he watched as her eyes closed in pleasure while moans spilled from her parted lips. The sight of her like that made his cock throb in his pants. To relieve the ache a little, he unzipped his jeans and pressed against the cushion beneath him.

Veronica felt herself getting close and she wasn't sure she wanted to just yet, but by god, he was magic with his fingers. The muscles inside her were tightening too much and she was too sensitive from the lack of his touch for so long. It took her a lot of willpower to open her eyes just to glance down at her lover.

They locked eyes with him intent on keeping her gaze on him as he sucked a little harder on her clit. That was what tipped her over the edge, her body spasming uncontrollably as pleasure coursed through her. Her eyes screwed shut and the fingers in Leon's hair pulled harder.

"Oh, Leon! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she whimpered, her thighs squeezing the man's head.

He groaned while still thrusting his hand, her core tightening almost too much around his fingers. If the pressure around his head was any indication, he was doing really good. To be honest, he wanted her to squeeze harder. His cock throbbed intensely enough where he had to concentrate on not coming in his pants. She looked absolutely beautiful like this, curled up in a ball of pleasure. He really, really missed her.

Veronica slacked against the pillows as the final ripples of her orgasm began to fade. Panting softly, she finally opened her eyes and looked down at the man between her legs. He stopped his movements and pulled his fingers out to find them drenched in her juices. To tease her a little, he began licking himself clean, the taste of her strong on his tongue. She groaned as she watched him then weakly held out her arms for him. He chuckled and crawled up to fall into them gently.

"Feel good?" he purred as he gently kissed along her jawline again. Even with the aftershocks, she was starting to feel the familiar tingling within her to go again. She hummed and held him close.

"Very," she replied before pushing him back only to pull him in for another heated kiss. She could taste herself on his lips but that didn't bother her. She sucked on his tongue eagerly, the hunger in her rising with each feel of his hips pressed against hers again. Despite the amazing orgasm, she was nowhere close to ending things.

Reaching down, she pushed his pants down a bit to get rid of the extra layer and rubbed him through his boxers. He pulled away to hiss at the pressure of her hand on him, sensitive from the lack of attention. She bit her lip as she watched him shiver, the feeling of his hot and heavy clothed member in her hand made her excited.

"But if you think we're anywhere close to done, you're wrong," she told him, voice lowering to one that made his pupils dilate. That was the voice he was waiting for and needed desperately. To say, she loved the effect she had on him was an understatement, so she decided to tease him just a little. It was addicting.

She hooked her fingers on the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down to let his cock peek out from beneath the fabric, but not entirely. The pad of her pointer finger ghosted over the tip causing him to gasp, his hips stuttering harshly above her. Precome was already dripping from the slit showing just how excited he was.

"So why don't you be a good boy and take us to the bedroom," she purred before leaning up to lap at his lips seductively. That seemed to put a fire in him as he grasped her legs to wrap around his waist then sat up on his knees with her in his arms. With a soft grunt, he picked her up with ease then got to his feet before hauling them both to the bedroom.

Veronica giggled at Leon's enthusiasm as she held tightly to his body to keep from falling. She decided to start the party a little early by lightly kissing and biting along his neck. She found the sensitive spot he had near his Adam's apple and began sucking her own purple splotch to match the many on her own. He hummed while trying to focus on walking and reached up to squeeze her backside in return.

It felt like it took a million years getting to the bedroom, but once in he gently laid her down on the bed. He took a moment to take off his jeans but was stopped before he could even touch his boxers. Veronica shook her head with a smirk before curling a finger for him to return to the bed to join her. He didn't know what she had up her sleeve, but he was excited nonetheless.

He quickly got onto the mattress and was about to crawl back over her, but, instead, she lunged up and easily spun them both till she was on top of him. A surprised gasp left his lips but he was anything but upset about it. Lying beneath her, she towered over him in the most beautiful of ways. He was so glad he taught her that move in self-defense lessons.

Looking down at him, her heart pounded in her chest at the sight. A disheveled hunk of a man staring up at her with excited eyes and flushed pink skin. And he was all hers...and all at her mercy. How did she ever get so lucky?

With a mischievous grin, she pressed herself down against the prominent bulge in his boxers, the fabric of them getting in the way. The heat and pressure were relieving but also not enough for either of them. He groaned and was about to reach out to grasp her hips but she playfully swatted them away. Instead, she shook her head and lifted her hips up causing him to whimper below her.

"No touching," she sang teasingly. She reached down for the hem of her dress and began lifting it painfully slow. About halfway, she stopped and looked down at him normally for a moment. "Any safewords tonight?" He blinked as he tried to reel back his rational mind through his painful erection for words.

"Bubblegum?" he suggested.

"Bubblegum it is!" she nodded. "Just in case, not that you'll need it much. Since it's your first night back, we won't get into anything too strenuous...yet," she winked before pulling the rest of the garment off. That 'yet' did not go unnoticed by him.

His eyes grazed over her beautiful body above him, warm and soft. Despite having rid of her panties earlier, he couldn't help but note the matching lacy bra and how it was a nice touch to a wonderful evening. He wanted to reach up and touch her so badly, but her warning wasn't overlooked. Tossing the dress over her shoulder, she looked down to find him watching her with such heart eyes that it made her blush. He still had such an effect on her, and vice versa.

She almost felt kind of bad that she had to interrupt the lovey-doveyness of the moment…. Almost.

Pressing back down on the hard bulge, she bit her lip at the pressure against her throbbing heat and began slowly grinding her hips back and forth. He hissed and tossed his head back against the pillow in pleasure. The urge to touch her was high, but instead kept his grip on the sheets below him. If she said no touching, then he would follow her rules.

She bit her lip as her core began to throb in want. The fire in her had returned full force, and the sight of the love of her life looking so deliciously desperate below her was doing it for her. It reminded her of the last time they played together where he had worn the blindfold and was begging her to let him come after pegging him for hours. Her eyes flickered over to the closet where they had kept the toys, but looking down at the man, she decided to save that for another night.

Deciding to give him a little something, she dragged her hands up from his abs to his chest, feeling the muscles tense beneath her fingers. His breath hitched when they brushed his nipples. Still sensitive, are we? She kept her touch light as she slid them back down, barely going over them.

Now he knew she was teasing him, but, god, he was already so close. Watching her come before really put him near the edge, and with being gone for so long, he had to be careful. Her touching and teasing and heat were almost too much. She seemed to notice the strained look on his face and decided to stop moving altogether.

"Oh, baby, we've only just gotten started! We can't have you coming too soon," she purred while leaning down to kiss him softly. He tried to lean up into her kiss but she would only pull away all too quickly.

"Vee," he whined.

"What?" she asked coyly. "What do you want?"

"Please…"

"Please, what?" He swallowed and tried lifting his hips up almost defiantly. She giggled and leaned down only for their chests to touch. Instead of getting any kisses, she dragged her tongue down his neck till she sucked another hickey near his jugular. It felt nice, but it wasn't what he wanted.

"Please let me touch you," he pleaded. Now how could she say no to that?

She hummed as she decided to be a tad merciful, so she leaned in for a kiss. She could feel her own slick dripping down her thighs, but paid it no mind as she focused on him. His lips froze at the feeling of her fingers pulling his cock out of his boxers and couldn't help but keen in want. She gave his cock a few gentle tugs before she eventually had to help him take the offending fabric off. It disappeared over the bed and onto the floor to be forgotten.

He bit his lip as he looked up at her with wanting eyes and she couldn't help but give in. With his underwear gone, she ground her soaking wet folds onto his exposed member. They both had to breathe at the raw touch between them two, especially her. She had to try and keep her composure or she would get too caught up in the feeling. He didn't need to watch her fall apart just yet. He hadn't earned it.

"You've been very good so far tonight, Leon. I think you deserve to take it easy for once," she said before reaching down for his hands. He gave them to her eagerly and was pleasantly surprised by her placing them on her hips. Usually, a command like 'no touching' lasted throughout the night, but it seemed that their separation hit them harder than they thought.

"Touch me," she whispered.

He didn't need to be told twice. He gave her hips a gentle squeeze that made her shiver just a little. The warmth of them against her skin was pleasing so she dove back down to kiss him. Reveling in the kiss, he tightened his hold on her hips before sliding them up to her bra clasp. She didn't stop him, so she must be allowing him. He unclasped it with ease so that when she pulled away, it fell off.

His hands slid down her back as their eyes met. Full of haze and want, it was almost impossible for him to look away as he sat up with her reclining back. She merely watched as he used this moment to reach up and cup her exposed breasts. Her breath hitched while he gently squeezed them in his palms before leaning in to lick and suck them with enthusiasm.

A small moan left her lips and the press of her hips on his was too good. He had wound his arms around her back to keep her close all while her hands slid up to his head. Her fingers played with the ends of his hair as she reveled in the feeling of his tongue and teeth. If he kept this going, she was going to get too excited again. She tugged gently at those perfect strands of his so that he pulled away with an audible pop.

"Such a good boy," she purred while grabbing his member with her other hand and lining herself up with him. She prodded the head against her entrance for a moment before finally sinking down and taking him in.

They both stopped breathing as she slowly dropped to the hilt. It had been a while since they last had sex. It felt like he was splitting her apart for a moment before melting into a pleasurable stretch. She felt so full and she was so tight and warm, they both had to shut their eyes to focus on not coming.

"Fuck," he grunted, his hold on her almost too tight. He was pulsing inside of her so she lifted her hip till halfway before dropping again.

"So thick," she whispered, her hips continuously moving. "So good...oh! So good for me!" He began lifting his own hips to match her slow pace.

"Vee..I-I-," he stuttered but he was really concentrating. She finally opened her eyes and saw how much he was struggling. It took all of her willpower just to lift off of him and stop all together. His eyes snapped open as panic that he might have fucked up came to mind. "Wai-!"

"Shhh," she softly hushed him, her hands cupping his face gently. "I don't want you coming just yet." He swallowed as he took a deep breath to calm down. After a hot second of getting himself together, he nodded.

She took his member in her hand and positioned it back into place. Instead of going down like he wanted, she smirked and teased the tip against her entrance. He whimpered and tried to thrust up, but only to have it rub against her folds as she pulled away to keep him from going inside.

"Vee," he whined, only this time it was more desperate.

"Hm? Is something wrong, rookie?" He looked up at her with pleading eyes.

"Please," he whispered.

"What was that, Leon? I couldn't hear yo-"

"Pleeaase Vee! Please fuck me! I- Oh!" he hiccupped but was stopped short at the sudden feel of wet heat encompassing his cock. His jaw dropped as he gasped softly, eyes shut tight again. "Fuuuuuck…"

"Such a good boy," she purred. "How could I possibly refuse?"

With that said, she rode him as if her life depended on it. She bounced on his lap with him trying to match her pace, moans, and squeals filling the room. Skin shined with sweat as the room got humid with each movement they made. Hot kisses full of tongue and hot air were shared, but it was getting harder and harder to concentrate.

"Fuck…" Veronica moaned, head lolling back with eyes closed. "You feel so good...so thick!" He was well endowed, this one, his cock hitting all of the right spots inside her. She got really lucky in falling in love with such a wonderful guy. He really had it all.

"You-you're so tight, so wet," he tried saying back but was having a hard time talking. "Fuck, I don't want this to end." She didn't answer too lost in the feeling. "Vee-ah! Tell me I'm a good boy!" He had flushed red in both embarrassment and bodily exertion. Now that was something she would love to do.

"You're a good boy, Leon," she purred.

"Say it again…" She stopped moving with him fully seated inside her. He opened his eyes wondering why she stopped only to feel her pulse around him. She cupped his face again and made him lock eyes with hers.

"You're such a good boy, Leon. Such a good boy for me," she told him, voice full of need. His cocked throbbed intensely inside of her. At that moment, she decided to let him have this since it was his first night back. She slowly began laying back onto the mattress while pulling him with her. "Now fuck me into next week, pretty boy."

That command plus the sight of her laid back with her hair fanned out around her ignited a fire in his belly. He grabbed her legs and pushed them back before he began thrusting. It started off a bit slow, but then he picked up speed and suddenly he was doing just as she asked. The audible sound of skin slapping was hot to listen to.

She yelped at the sudden intensity, but she couldn't help as her eyes rolled back at the pleasure. He knew her body all too well as he hooked his hands on her shoulders to keep the momentum going. After a few fast thrusts, he would slow and roll his hips to hit as deep as possible. He just kept hitting that one spot inside her that made her see stars.

Her nails would rake down his back, probably leaving long scratch marks to be tended to later. But he didn't complain. If anything, he groaned in pleasure and pain. His moans were hot and heavy, the sound music to her ears. They were getting close. Both of them were surprised that they had even lasted this long. Her core was tensing in a delicious way and it was all because of him.

"Oh! Oh! LeOn! FuCk!"

"I-I...I'm gonna come!" he whimpered hotly in her ear.

"Fuck! Do it! Come! Come inside me!" she pleaded, her legs wrapping themselves around his waist. That had to be one of the hottest things he had heard in over a month. He moaned, no, more like roared as he came. The hold he had on her shoulders pushed her down so that he was as deep as he could go as he shot rope after rope of hot come inside of her.

Her eyes rolled back at the sudden feral nature he displayed as well as the heat flooding her core. She shrieked as she tensed, eyes crossing and sight going white. Her mind blanked out and all she could feel was pleasure. His grip on her was tight but in the best way that she hoped there would be bruises later.

Wave after wave of their orgasm washed over them, so much so that it felt like it was lasting forever. When it had finally lessened its hold on the young couple, they sank down on the mattress in exhaustion. Despite how simple the night was, it hit really hard and might have been one of the top five orgasms she's had.

Leon had to stop himself from crushing his lover, so with the last of his strength, he turned them both so that they laid on their sides while facing each other. Blinking back to reality, Veronica took in all the sensations she could. The sound of their breathless pants, the feeling of his softening member inside of her, the sight of her sweaty and flushed lover staring right back. The room smelled intensely of sex, but no doubt it would smell that way for a few days as she had so previously planned for.

He slowly began pulling out of her with a soft gasp at how sensitive he was. The fat glob of come that followed was both hot and disgusting as it dripped down her inner thigh. He must've been really holding back while gone 'cause he came a lot! It was honestly...really hot.

The thought alone made some tingles reappear, but one look at Leon and she let it go. She swallowed the spit in her mouth before trying to regain her breath. The aftershocks were still hitting them both as they laid there staring at each other in the afterglow. After almost a full minute of reveling in it, Veronica finally spoke.

"You ok?" He blinked slowly then gave her a content smile.

"Feeling way more than ok, babe." She giggled and with what strength she had left in her arm, she reached up to cup his cheek.

"Good." He placed his own hand on hers then gave her palm a sweet kiss.

"If you give me five minutes and a glass of water, I can go again," he murmured against her skin. She bit her lip as she contemplated this, but then looked over his lidded eyes. He looked not only blissed out but tired as hell.

"You know what, babe? I think one round is good for tonight." He seemed a little surprised by that answer.

"Are you sure? I want you to be satisfied. I can go again," he once again offered. She shook her head then leaned up to give him a lazy kiss.

"Trust me when I say, I just had one of the best fucking orgasms of my life. I am completely satisfied for the night," she giggled. "Plus, you look like you're about to pass out on me." He sighed in both relief and feeling slight guilt.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I want you to get some sleep! After all," she paused before pecking his lips again. "I'll need you at your best tomorrow if we want to continue this conversation." He groaned and tightened his hold on her only for a second before relaxing again. Then he shook his head in disbelief with a chuckle.

"You're insatiable!"

"But I'm yours, nonetheless!" They both laughed softly.

"Indeed you are and I am yours." She hummed tiredly as he pushed her hair back behind her ear.

"I love you, Leon."

"And I love you, Veronica. So much." She couldn't help but sigh then lean in for the two of them to share a sweet kiss.

They laid there for a moment before finally mustering the energy to get up from that spot and crawl over to the pillows. Veronica was able to actually get out of bed to grab them both tall glasses of water before the both of them got under the covers to cuddle close. As they laid there in contentment, Veronica had a thought come to mind.

"Hey, Leon?"

"Hm?"

"You know how I was saying that I was still looking for a job?"

"Mhm?"

"Well, I've been talking to Claire about something." He looked at her with curious eyes. "And with this new threat coming, I've been thinking hard about it over dinner."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. I mean, it's only a thought right now, but..."

"What is it, babe?"

"Well...what do you think of me joining her at Terrasave?"

THE END! As of right now, the story between Leon and Veronica is over. But who knows what happens in the future...maybe that ending could be a telling sign... If you want more of this type of spiel, check out Claire's version of the original story called Gal Pals and its (future planned) companion similar to this.