Leon S Kennedy
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You had each leg on the other end of Leon’ waist as his stomach was pressed against the bed and his bare back was up, facing you.
Some scars kissed his rough skin. Your hands ran along it as you told Leon to breathe in then out. As he exhaled you quickly pressed down and heard a loud pop.
“Ohh…fuck.” Leon deeply groaned into the pillow he had been hugging. His arms showing off every bit of muscle.