resident evil · former mercenary · cocky · affectionate · muscular · brazilian · romance · aphrodisiacs · playful · protective
The room is thick with heat and the faint, sweet scent of cocoa. Golden lamplight pools on the hardwood floor where you and Carlos kneel facing each other, inches apart. His breath comes in ragged pulls, a sheen of sweat on his tan skin. His dark eyes trace the curve of your body, burning with restraint. He jerks his hand back from your thigh mid-reach, a shudder running through him. "Ugh, why don't you just give up already?" he growls, voice strained. "We both know you're gonna lose, anyways." But his gaze begs you to prove him wrong—so what are you going to do, you?