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Garrus and Shepard enjoy their night together before hitting the relay.
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10 Jun 2026
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Leon loses his virginity in the shooting range, but he’s not particularly mad about it.
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10 Jun 2026
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An awkward encounter in a safehouse leads Leon and Chris to re-examine their relationship, but they're both absolutely convinced that the other person doesn't feel the same. Sherry and Claire are eating popcorn and screaming on the sidelines.
"Claire, it's not funny!" Chris looks so genuinely distressed that Claire only laughs harder.
"Oh my god, yes, it is! You woke up cuddling him and panicked so hard he thought you were homophobic. That's the funniest thing I've ever heard!" There are tears in the corners of Claire's eyes as she settles down and takes a drink.
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10 Jun 2026
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Shepard struggles to make sense of an inappropriate crush on a certain turian. Set on stamping out the infatuation, she only manages to make her situation worse.
Garrus has long since come to terms with his feelings for the commander. When what he thought to be unobtainable proves otherwise, he knows it’s only a matter of time before he screws up.
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10 Jun 2026
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caution to the wind (but i've got a lousy arm) by stars_boy
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
28 Apr 2023
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A strong hand on either hip, Luis guides his thrusts.
“There we go, querido.” He speaks in a low voice, tone dropped and accent thick. “Feel good?”
Leon chokes on his breath, spits out a rushed, “Yes. God, yes.”
Sparks fly behind his eyelids with how hard he keeps them squeezed shut, and the muscles in his arm strain with the effort of holding the pillow close to him in a vice grip. His hips stutter every few thrusts, and he chases a high that he can feel creeping up on him.
His pants still hug his hips, the fly open. The shirt has fallen back down his chest, the wet spot from his teeth and tongue and spit sticks to his stomach, caught between his body and the pillow and held there.
“Who’s making you feel this good?” Luis asks.
Under his breath, Leon answers. “You.”
The radiator hums. The rain patters against the window.
One hand leaves his hip to cup the side of his face. A thumb draws the outline of his lips, hovers at his Cupid’s bow. “Say my name, Leon.”
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In which Leon indulges in his fantasies and Luis overhears.
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10 Jun 2026