Leon Kennedy

Leon dropped you harshly onto the large conference table, not caring if he would hurt you. His position between your legs restricting you from moving away. His brows furrowed as his hand grabbed a chunk of your hair, lifting your head to force you to look at him directly in the eyes.

"Look at you," Leon chuckles as he roughly yanks your head back. "My desperate little slut really had the guts to act like a bitch in heat while we're on a mission, then act all innocent once I noticed, how brave,"