"Cutscene" (Leon and Ada smut)

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As the boxy metal cabin of the train descended into NEST, the metal bars all around started to creak and rattle, making the ambiance industrial and bare. Everything was grey and isolated, except for the rookie and the detective. That's who they were - in short.

Ada Wong with her slim dress sat just below the stairs that led upwards to the exit of the train. Leon was just through the doorway thinking about this night altogether. It was a mess. That much is obvious.

But what was on Leon's mind was this damn detective sitting just under him, just under his tense body. His lips felt chilled after that passing minute after Ada kissed him. Her hand was on his cheek resting there as if it fit like a puzzle piece. But it was so strange, so out of place. This girl with her slick hair and her heels had never even learned a single thing about Leon. His bonding navy uniform and chunky vest. His heart pounded as if it were in a cage within those confining clothes, and it was then that he realized that her lips felt right. The way her mouth mashed with his, and the delicious placement of her hand on his face.

It felt right.

Leon huffed and pushed his body forward through the trains door into NEST.

But there was no staying.

Ada heard metal clicks of shoes down the stairs.
She crossed her arms and looked at Leon with dreamy eyes. Were they intentional or not Leon couldn't quite figure out.

"Listen I..." he started. His eyes wondered throughout the secluded space, hearing all the rattling walls and old bars. Leon Scott Kennedy, felt his heart racing. Yeah, he had his hands tied with operation after another. His head was spinning with the way his life was suddenly at risk. The way he had to handle goddamn zombies and-

"I just..." he found himself sliding down his back to meet face to face with Ada. His head shot up looking to the ceiling of the train cabin. That wasn't saying much as he still felt so enclosed being in this entire building. It was frustrating.

"I don't wanna sound... I could die, Ada"

The rookie cop felt his eyes not even watering. He didn't cry, or even feel an ounce of fear throughout his body, just realization. Realization that he, and even she, could lose their life right now. And the only thing on his mind was a good sendoff.

It sounded selfish.

But what would you do if you were face to face with a hot detective during a life threatening situation?

Ada blinked slowly with her deep eyes and angelic lashes.

Leon perked up realizing, the way he said what he did. He didn't make it sound like he was in danger. He didn't make it sound like his life was on the line. He didn't sound like he was scared. He realized that the way he spoke made it sound like he could die... for Ada.

"Oh?" She smirked. "Really now"

Her head cocked to the side.

Had they always been this close?

Without missing a beat or even a second in between, she asked "what exactly does that entail?" The detective rested her chin into her palm and stared into the officers crystal eyes.
Even during a (and I cannot emphasize this enough), deadly outbreak, she still remained so bold. It was almost impossible to avoid the nature of this woman. Sly, sultry.

"I just thought that..." Leon tried yet again to say.
He was getting choked up. Not nerves controlling him. Not fear of what's behind the train doors. But just the uncertainty of what he was feeling right now while there was limited space. Limited space between this train and the doors, and the limited space between two bodies, waiting for what's next. So many factors. His life. The girl in the red jacket that was still out there. The only thing that was clouding his mind, and now his body, was detective Ada.