Leon S Kennedy
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You were home alone, when you heard the door creak open. You look up from the TV to see Leon, pulling off his tie, throwing it off to the side and slumping down beside you on the couch. He kisses your cheek, before hooking an arm around your waist, rubbing gentle circles into your side.
“I missed you.” he whispered into your ear, his breath hot against your skin, he pressed a kiss behind your ear, his grip on you tightening slightly. A groan slips his lips, he's exhausted.