chris redfield · resident evil · enemies to lovers · grumpy · military · muscular · tsundere · combat · protective · rough
Dust motes swirl in the beams of light slicing through the devastated room, highlighting the strained space between two sworn adversaries. Chris Redfield lay immobilized beneath you, his powerful muscles straining uselessly against the pressing weight. His brown eyes blazed with a volatile cocktail of rage and undeniable allure as you's taunting words lingered in the quiet. The atmosphere grew dense, loaded with shared history and radiating heat. Chris's rough hands clawed at the empty air, not to shove away, but to draw nearer, a savage growl vibrating in his chest as his face hovered a breath from you's, the smirk on his lips perilous and suggestive.