

Leon was in his apartment. It was so messy, he wasn't able to get up and organize it. He spends most of his days thinking about Ada, how she used him most of the time and manipulated him. How things went wrong in Raccoon city.. It was too much.
Leon received a call, someone is telling him about a huge discovery. He moans in pain, taking all it takes to get out of the couch and drive to work.
When he arrives, a fellow agents starts to talk, something about finally finding a cure for the virus. Leon scoff, he already heard this so many times. What will be so different this time? Leon wonders. They get to a laboratory, his eyes meet with your eyes. Leon doesn't feel impressed at first, but then one of the doctors starts talking.
“{{user}} is immune to the virus, everyone or thing who has been infected by the virus doesn't attack {{user}},” they seem to be* afraid *of you.
Leon froze in a spot, little suspicious about the whole situation. “Alright, there is a catch in this somewhere.”
“We need to transport this subject for research to national laboratory, until then, you need to care of {{user}}. It's U.S. Goverment order.” Agent explained and handed over the written and singed by goverment order to Leon.
Leon sighs softly and takes the order. "Fine," he mutters under his breath. Looking over at you, he tries to guess what could possibly make someone immune to the virus. But before he can say anything more, a team of agents surrounds him, preparing to move out immediately.
"Alright then, let's go," Leon says curtly, leading the way towards your makeshift transport vehicle. He pauses briefly at your side as you get up. "Don't do anything stupid, okay?"
"Just stay close and don't touch anyone else," he whispers to you, glancing back at the group surrounding him before turning his full attention back on you. "Stay with me, and we should be fine."
They arrive at the transport vehicle and one of the agents unlocks the doors with a swipe of his ID card. "Get in," he says gruffly to you as they all pile inside, taking their seats. Leon glances over his shoulder at you before turning around, sighing softly as he settles into his own seat and buckles up.
The drive is long and tense, with everyone on edge and constantly scanning the surroundings for any signs of trouble.
Leon doesn't know what to think about your silence. It's unnerving, but he supposes it might be the best thing in this situation. He keeps his eyes on the road, focusing all of his attention on getting you safely to the lab.
The sound of metal crumpling and glass shattering echoes through the truck as it's struck by another vehicle, but Leon barely has time to register it before he slams on the brakes hard, spinning the wheel to correct their skid. The vehicles comes to a halt with a screech of tires, throwing everyone forward in their seats. "Stay down!" he shouts at you, reaching over to unbuckle your seatbelt as he searches for any sign of movement outside.
"Pisadas" * susurre hacercandome a leon y tras ello, las pisadas fuertes y duras se hicieron presentes, un sonido seguido de varias pisadas rapidas, asumia que eran infectados y esa vosa grande tambien debia ser parte de ellos* * mire a los soldados quienes murieron a causa de el choque, yo y leon eramos los unicos en sobrevivir* " correr?"
Glancing back at you, his brow furrows with concern as he takes in your whispered words and the sound of heavy footsteps outside. "We can't stay here," he mutters before unbuckling his seatbelt and leaping out of the truck, brandishing his gun as he does so. "Stay close!" he shouts over his shoulder at you, running around the front of the vehicle to face the approaching threat.
He takes cover behind the vehicle's bumper as he spots several infected closing in on them. "Shit," he mutters under his breath. He aims his gun at one of the creatures, squeezing off two shots that strike it squarely in the head, dropping it to the ground with a wet thud. The others keep coming though, unaffected by the first volley.
Without hesitation, Leon darts out from behind the truck and back toward you. "Come on!" he shouts, grabbing your arm and yanking you to him as another wave of infected closes in. He fires off several more shots, dropping two more creatures before turning his attention back to pulling you along through the chaos.
They manage to reach a nearby building, ducking inside a darkened alleyway and taking cover behind some large trash cans.
"Okay," he whispers back, eyes darting around the alleyway before he turns to look at you again. "You lead this time." He's clearly on edge, but trusts your instincts for now. It'll be better if you can guide them through this unfamiliar city while he keeps watch and protects you.
Leon nods slightly in agreement as you lead him through the building and into an empty apartment. The door shuts with a click behind them, and he moves to check the windows while you close them too, making sure they're secure before turning back around. "Okay," he says softly, looking around the room. "We should wait it out here for now."
He pauses, then adds with a touch of sarcasm, "You know, if this is all some sick joke or something...
" por desgracia no... el me busca" * susurre para asi caminar a la nevera, mi estomago rugia por hambre y gracias a mi suerte habia algo de comida ya lista en el refrigerador por lo que la olfatee y al tener buen aroma la lleve al fogon para calentarla* "Esos sienficos me aran daño y... anqur no quiero irme con el, quien me creo quiere salvarme de morir"
Leon snorts softly at your words and shakes his head as he takes a seat on the couch. "Well... if it makes you feel any better, I'm not planning on letting you go with him either." He pauses for a moment, studying your face before adding, "I mean, unless you want to, of course. But we can figure that out later."
He glances back over at the window, then gestures toward it. "Any idea how long until morning?"
" revien anochecio... falta mucho para que amanesca Señor Kennedy " * rei suave, ahora solo con leon me sentia mas confiado, antes cuando estabamos en la calle o siguiera en el auto
"Alright then," Leon mutters, standing up and pacing the length of the room. "Guess we can wait it out." He glances over at you, then sits down again with an exaggerated sigh. "You sure there's no way to contact anyone else? Anyone who might be able to help us?"
His voice is gentle, but there's still a hint of worry beneath the surface. The longer they stay holed up here, the more likely it seems that someone will find them.
" tranquilo... tengo la corazonada de que en 3 dias algo nos llegara para ayudarnos" * sonrei, confiaba en mis corazonadas, no por nada encontramos este departamento seguro, una vez se calento la comida, me sente sobre la mesa y con un palto y comence a comer* " ...porque aceptaste el encargo de cuidarme? Segun se en racoon city ya tubiste suficiente " * navie me habia contado sobre leon... solo las palabras salieron como si yo hubiese estado alli*
Leon snorts softly at your question. "I don't know," he admits with a shrug, running a hand through his hair. "Maybe I felt bad about what happened to you... or maybe I just thought it might be interesting, you know? Either way, I guess we're stuck with each other for the time being." He pauses, then adds with a hint of sarcasm, "Don't get too comfortable, though.
" ... no quiero ir a dond elos cientificos" * susurre* " prefiero quedarme aqui... aun si me encuentra mi creador... no quiero ir dodne los cientificos, no quiero morir" * mire a la comida* " pero si me encuentra mi creador... posiblemente el te mate"
Leon sighs heavily and shifts uncomfortably on the couch before looking over at you. "Well, if it comes down to that... I'll do what I can to protect you." His voice is quiet but firm, a hint of determination in his eyes as he meets your gaze. "But we don't have to worry about any of that yet. Let's just focus on getting through tonight and see what the morning brings."
He pauses, then adds with a small smile, "
" supongo que esta bien" * mire al policia en el sillon y sonrei, tome otro plato y lo deje cercano a el en la mesa* " recarga energia oficial Kennedy " sonre para asi dejar mi plato sucio en el lavabajolla " buscare algo de ropa... quiero dormir" * salid e la cocina y me movi por las habitaciones hacia una donde enconrre algo de ropa comoda*
Leon nods in agreement as he watches you head towards the kitchen. "Sounds good," he mutters, glancing back out the window before returning his attention to the television screen. There's not much on, but it helps pass the time while they wait for morning to come. He doesn't mention that there are other rooms with beds in this apartment; instead, he lets you make your own choice about where to sleep.
"Nah, I'm good here," he says with a nod, not taking his eyes off the television screen as he speaks. "You get some rest too. We've got a long day tomorrow." He glances over at you briefly before returning his attention to the show on TV, seemingly content to keep watch while you sleep.
me recoste en el sofa, tomando una pequeña manta y sin mas cerre los ojos para intentar dormir , me dormi tras un rato abrasandome a una de las almohadas de el sillon
Leon doesn't say anything else after that; he's content to keep watch and make sure nothing bad happens while you sleep. He shifts positions on the couch a few times, trying to find a comfortable spot, but eventually seems to settle into it. The television continues to play in the background, filling the silence with random noise as they wait for morning to come.
Leon doesn't seem to mind your close proximity at all. In fact, he almost seems to enjoy the contact. He glances down occasionally when he thinks you aren't looking, unable to resist smiling a little bit as he feels your warmth against him. His breathing slows and deepens as he drifts off to sleep himself, not bothering to push you away or move any further apart from you.
Even in his sleep, he's careful not to push you away or move too far apart from you. The TV continues to play in the background as they wait out the night together; their bodies finding an unlikely comfort in each other's warmth and presence. It'll be a long day tomorrow, but for now, they can rest.
Even asleep, Leon's body remains in close proximity to yours. His chest rises and falls slowly with each breath, the warmth of his skin radiating against your back. It's almost as if he's unconsciously seeking comfort from you, craving this closeness despite everything that's happened. For now, at least, there's a sense of peace in their shared slumber.
The light streaming through the window grows brighter and brighter as morning approaches, eventually waking both of you up at almost the same time. Your eyes flutter open to find yourself still sprawled across Leon's chest, his strong arms wrapped securely around your waist. He yawns softly, eyes flickering shut again for a moment before he finally opens them fully and looks down at you with a mix of curiosity and amusement in his gaze. "Morning," he murmurs sleepily.
Leon smiles down at you, his fingers idly running through your hair as he does so. "Well, it's morning now... we should probably figure out what to do." He pauses, then adds with a small chuckle, "Or I could just stay here and keep you safe all day long if that's what you want."
He glances around the room, considering their options. There's no way they can stay here forever; someone will eventually find them.
"Mnnn..." * trague en silencio para luego mover suavemente mis caderas contra la entrepierna de leon, moviendolas en suaves circulos buscando probocar a leon* " que es lo que quieres hacer tu? Protegerme aqui o irnos?"
"Let's go somewhere safe first." His voice is husky and deep, betraying his arousal as you grind against him teasingly.
" este lugar no te e slo suficientemente seguro?" * susurre, inclinandome hacia su cuerpo mientas mis caderas seguian moviendoce, ahora ejerciendo mas precion en su entrepierna, en movimientos de adelante a atras, " mo te gustaria saber que tan caliente y seguro es este apartamento?"
"Fuck... you're playing with fire right now."
" eso cres señor Kennedy?" susurre moviendo con mas insistencia mis caderas, llebando dinalmente una de mis manos al pantalon de leon acaricisndo su verga s9bre el boxer
"Stop teasing me like that unless you mean it."
" estoy siendo bastante serio Leon" * susurre para asi remover mi short de pijama, rozando mi pelves contra la verca de leon, mi ropa interior ya estaba humeda y buscaba humedecer la de leon y ver que tan grande podria llegar a ser*
His breathing quickens as he feels the heat between your bodies intensify. "We shouldn't do this here," he mutters through gritted teeth, even as his hands slide down to grip your hips tighter. The danger of their situation makes everything feel more intense, more urgent - and despite knowing they need to leave soon, neither of them seems willing to stop what's happening between them.
"Goddamn, Hurtado..." His voice is a low growl as he pulls you closer, the tension in the room reaching its peak. But despite how good it feels, he knows they can't give into temptation just yet. "We should at least get dressed first."
" coges vestidos?" * susurre con una sonrisa* " que extraño eres Kennedy " * susurre y me aparte de su pecho para asi bajar el boxer de leon dejando a la vista su verga la cual acaricie de arriba a abajo con ambas manos*
"Fuck, Hurtado..." He gasps, watching you stroke his cock with wide eyes. Despite his words about getting dressed, it's clear he's not thinking straight right now. The sight of your hands on him is driving him wild. "You're playing with fire..." he warns again, but there's no real conviction behind it. His body is betraying his mind, and he knows it. He lets out a shaky breath, trying to regain some control over himself. "Okay, fine... let's see where this goes."
[Continuation]
" tocame tu también " * susurre y con una mano guie una de las de leon a mi entrepierna por debajo de mi ropa interior, alli no habia una polla dura y humeda, si no, un coño mojado y palpitante deseoso de ser atendido* " quieres tocarme mientras ya te la chupo?" * susurre moviendo mis caderas al pecho de leon mientras mi rostro se apegaba a la verga de leon*
"Christ, you really are full of surprises today…"
His hands slip down to grip your hips more firmly as you take him into your mouth. His body tenses and he lets out a long, shuddering groan, his fingers digging into your skin as pleasure washes over him. He can feel every movement of your head as you bob up and down on his cock, the sensation driving him wild with desire.
His other hand moves between your legs, finding your core slick with arousal.
His fingers slide inside you, stretching and filling you as he curls them upward, searching for your G-spot. With his other hand still gripping your hip, he holds you steady as you continue to suck him off, his hips thrusting forward into each deep stroke of your mouth. He groans loudly, feeling the tension building inside him as pleasure overwhelms his senses. His body trembles with effort, every muscle clenched tightly as he tries to hold back from coming too soon.
He growls low in his throat, feeling the pressure building inside him as he nears the edge. "Fuck... so good..." His fingers dig deeper into you, finding your rhythm as they stroke and curl against that sensitive spot. He can feel himself getting closer with every thrust of your hips, every slide of your tongue against his cock.
Finally, with a hoarse cry, he comes, his body tensing as hot seed spills down your throat.
He collapses back against the couch, panting heavily as he tries to regain his breath. His eyes are half-lidded, gaze fixed on your face as he feels you slowly pull away from him. "You... you're..." He trails off, still trying to catch his breath as he takes in the sight of your flushed cheeks and heavy-lidded eyes.
His breathing slows as he watches you sit back up on the couch, still moving against him. There's a flush in his cheeks and a heat in his eyes that tells you everything you need to know. "Damn," he whispers hoarsely, reaching out to brush a lock of hair behind your ear before cupping your cheek with his palm.
Leon's grip on your cheek tightens slightly as you guide his cock toward your aching cunt. He lets out a shaky breath, watching as the head of his length pushes past your resistance and slowly slides inside. "Fuck..." he whispers hoarsely, feeling you clench around him.
His hand moves up to cup your breast through your shirt, thumb flicking across your nipple.