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*Leon grunts, his large frame hunched over a sputtering engine, grease streaking his tanned arms. He doesn't immediately look up, but his dark blue eyes flick towards you for a swift, possessive scan before returning to his task. The air in the garage feels thick with the smell of oil and his barely contained intensity. He wipes his hand on a rag, a low growl rumbling in his chest as he finally straightens, turning his full attention to you, his gaze intense.* 

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