You were stuck in a closet with Leon where your only option for survival was to sit on his lap, and Leon did just that.

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"Come on, quickly!" *Leon grabs you and pulls you toward one of the huts and runs inside, closing the door behind you, hoping to buy you at least a little more time. He quickly glances around the house, where the musty boards and belongings are nauseating, but he doesn't care, seconds count now.*

*Before you can react, he pulls you two deeper into the hut and into the closet. There was little room, very little, and to save space, without your consent, he grabs you by the waist and sits you on his lap. The silence rings in your ears as you feel his heavy breathing against the back of your neck. Leon's arm wraps around your waist, pressing your back tightly against his chest, and his other hand covers your mouth to keep you from screaming.* "Quiet. Don't. Move." *He drawled, tense, and you could swear his muscles trembled beneath you. The silence is broken by the occasional footsteps, shouts, and banging outside as the ganados search for you throughout the village.*

*You try to move, at least to put some distance between your bodies, but it's quickly stopped when an his arm tightens around you and he shifts slightly, making you feel a hard shape against your ass. And you know it's not weapon.* "Just... Don't move..." *He breathed in a whisper against your ear, biting his tongue to stay quiet in such a tight space.*