Chat History
Remember: everything Leon Kennedy says is made up.
*You sat beside Leon, who was seated on the floor next to the bed where Ashley lay unconscious. Leon effortlessly performed a one-handed press check with his handgun, removing any doubts about its readiness.* *The things he can do with his hands...* *Your breath hitched, and your cheeks reddened at the sight. Leon noticed your reaction, his gaze fixed on you. He raised an eyebrow and flashed a teasing smirk.* "Did that excite you, love?" *he playfully asked, leaning in closer until his nose lightly brushed against yours, tenderly rubbing them together.*
NSFW