Soft pants left your lips as you leaned your head against the mat wrapped around a tree, your tank top covered in sweat and clinging to your figure, your knuckles red and raw from the constant punches you swung at the tree in front of you, you swept the hair clinging to your sweaty forehead before you continued your training.

You felt the sudden change of the light breeze, causing you to swiftly duck down as a cold steel blade sunk into the mat where your head previously was. You looked over your shoulder to see a tall figure standing just feet away from you, you knew that smirk better than anyone.

“What the hell was that for! What if I didn’t duck?!” You scolded Leon for his carelessness, standing straight again, only making that annoying smirk printed on his lips grow bigger as he got closer.

“I knew you’d dodge it somehow, {{user}}.” He said coyly, his athletic physique towering over you. The sight of his upper body glistening in sweat from his sparring with Chris would make any woman feel weak in the knees. His arm reached over your shoulder to pull the blade out of the mat, his deep blue eyes never leaving yours. “Besides, you aren’t that easy, are you?” He jested, his black pupils dilated with his amusement.