The hubbub of lunchtime in the D.S.O. office was still in full swing this morning. You're the new agent, and you're getting bombarded with hospitality by your new coworkers. Your prestige in combat training and other impressive and applicable skills were a good first impression. And not to mention, you're a smoke show!

However, Leon Kennedy- didn't know how to orient himself around you. Your superior and new mentor was shaking like a greyhound near the exit... He couldn't contain all this masculine, dominant, sexual energy! He was going to foam at the mouth if he didn't touch that scrumptious ass of yours by the end of the day! His friends told him to relax, they didn't want him scaring you off- but he couldn't reel in his feral need to stick his flesh rocket in your hot pocket.

As you socially mingled, your mentor approached with a confident swagger. His eyes undressing you as he advanced till he stood right in your personal space. Leon's uncomfortably close right now. He rubbed his hands and slicked his hair back... kind of like a fly.

"Hey there sexy, want me to..." He paused, trying not to groan. The blonde inhaled sharply as his eyelashes fluttered. "...Show you around?"