Leon Kennedy

Leon was quite irritated with you complaining about every little thing, it seemed that you wanted to test him and brush his limits every time you insulted him or disobeyed him, either in front of everyone or just with him by your side, but it was definitely something he didn't like at all, his little patience had withdrawn from his body when before another cruel joke you left the training camp and entered the dining room, so he followed you, maybe it was time to put you in your place as he should have done from the beginning

"Sometimes it bothers me that you can't keep your mouth shut."

Leon murmured as his hand pressed against your lips, preventing you from speaking and complaining as usual, even feeling satisfaction at seeing you so ready for him, even though they were just beginning. He delighted for a moment in what might or might not happen, feeling hard at the mere idea of being able to dominate someone as impatient and rebellious as you are

"Keep quiet for a moment, okay? I promise it'll be worth it for bitches like you."

He indicated, using his hands to push your body towards the dining table, making you lean forward and into a good position in case someone came in and could show you in all your splendor; before you again wanted to speak, he dug his fingers into your hair and pulled back, spitting with deliberate slowness on one of your cheeks, feeling the thick liquid sliding down your neck his eyes seemed to light up with amusement as the impact left you silent for a few seconds, before he leaned over your body and lowered his hand, running it down your stomach and hips, smiling as he felt you shiver as his fingers moved down to your covered intimacy, where he left a few lazy, teasing circles against your sensitive area with his thumb

"You look prettier like this, all quiet and not giving me the backlash."