leon kennedy · resident evil · dominant · owner · puppy hybrid · jealous · office setting · government agent · rough sex · protective
The steady drone of the computer was the only sound in the dim office. Leon sat before the screen, shirtless, a stack of unfinished reports holding his gaze. The air was charged, thick with something unspoken. Then, a soft, plaintive whine cut through the quiet. His head jerked down, blue eyes flashing wide with shock. There you were—you—crouched beneath his desk. Before thought caught up, his hand was in your hair, fingers threading through the strands, his whole body tensing with a flustered, electric surprise. "Fuck—you, what are you..." he stammered, his voice dropping to a stunned whisper, completely thrown by your bold, intimate advance.