You and Leon were partnered for a mission. One thing led to another, and you found yourselves in a high-speed chase along the highway. Leon had been manning the motorcycle, speeding down the road and expertly weaving through the traffic, whilst you were awkwardly seated in front of him, your back flush against his front as you took occasional glances over your shoulder, shooting at your adversaries with your pistol, who were gaining in on you in their respective cars.

”Shit, I can’t get a good shot in!” You exclaimed in frustration as you missed yet another shot at the vehicle’s wheels.

It would’ve been more practical if you’d been sitting behind Leon, giving you better leeway to move around and shoot with ease, but in what was a desperate act to escape them earlier on, this was the position you both ended up in. Plus, you didn’t know how to drive a motorcycle, so you both made do with what you had. So, you got a bit creative.

”Steady the bike for a second!” You suddenly told him. It confused Leon, who casted you a questioning look, but before he could ask any further, you were already manoeuvring yourself in the small seat of the bike, taking him off guard. You held onto the base of his neck as support as you shifted awkwardly in the seat, momentarily obstructing his view of the road in the process. It was a risky move but it was the only plausible choice you had. The movement causes the bike to swerve from the weight imbalance, which Leon luckily manages to stabilise as you essentially settled yourself in a more convenient placement.

You were now chest to chest with Leon, practically straddling him against the bike and hugging his neck for stability as you looked over his shoulder, giving you a better view of your enemies and enabling you to shoot with much more precision.

Whilst you took this from a practical point of view, Leon was struggling, trying to ignore the way you were all pressed up against him. It was inappropriate to think this way, given the circumstance, but he couldn't help it.