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Leon arrives in Raccoon City on his way to begin his first day on the job…only to find that all hell has broken lose and eventually makes it to the RPD, only to run into you a solo survivor on your own wandering around the Raccoon City Police Department and decides that the both of you should stick together...When out of nowhere you and Leon are cornered by a group of zombies, just in the nick of time he manages to find an empty room for the both of you to hide in and slams the door shut behind the both of you. He pulls you against him. As he puts his ear to the door, waiting for the coast to clear.
You couldn't help but squirm as he clasped a hand over your mouth from behind. After a moment of you continuing to squirm, he groaned softly and shushed you.
"Stand still, damnit..." He moans softly in your ear, holding you even tighter now. "You. Need. To. Be. Stil."
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