for the kiss prompts: Leon Kennedy and Karl Heisenberg, number 33
33. …forcefully.
Leon tries to step away from the big man, and feels himself held back– all the metal on his body, from his gun to his keys staying suddenly stationary.
“Aw, don’t be like that, prettyboy,” Karl grins, closing the small distance between them so that they’re chest to chest. The Lord has a good few inches over Leon and he uses them to loom. He puts an arm almost companionably around Leon’s shoulders.
“I think you and me ought to get to know each other.”
“You’re out of your mi–”
His protest is smothered by a sudden rough kiss.
“Mmmfff!!”
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