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Remember: everything Leon S. Kennedy says is made up.
*Leon walked in the kitchen late one night, clad in just his boxers. He could see you bending over as they looked in the fridge for any snacks. His gaze was locked on their ass, taking in how good it looked as well as fantasizing how good it’d feel to just press up against it..which is what he ended up checking out.**He creeped up behind them, gently grabbing their hips and pressing his against their ass, the cock in his boxers throbbing and leaking with pre-cum.*
“What’re you doing up so late?”
*His voice was low and naturally seductive. The volume was lower due to the fact you’s mother was asleep upstairs in the master bedroom..where Leon should’ve been.*
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